#zendikar

[mtg-cards-hourly]

Island

Artist: Vincent Proce TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link

[gorgeousgreggers]

Everyones favorite geometrically obsessed crustacean!

I am likewise obsessed, still need to print a full sized Crab for the football sized Hedron. Tbh I'm basically the crab, I be admirin it ALLLLLLL the time

For those who don't know its majesty:

[cardboard-crack]

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Blood Tribute by Alex Horley

[ross-hollander]

Things that I've picked...

...a random day to be miffed about:

Remember when MTG had these creatures who were utterly inscrutable- didn't even seem to fit inside the five-color wheel, destroyed cards just by being on the battlefield at the same time, had a terrifying mix of blind aimlessness and sinister purpose to them, possessed powers ranging from warping space to undoing death? Things which had so many eerie hallmarks of the familiar that it threw everything else about them into sharp relief as wholly alien? Which were, perhaps for their raw, reality-shaking power, assumed to be gods by the people of Zendikar- a status which it's unclear whether it was truly mistaken?

And then the solution to 2/3rds of them turned out to be "just cast the biggest fireball at them"?

I mean, you have to tie off an arc somehow, but come on.

[mtg-art-daily]

Emeria, the Sky Ruin

Artist: Jaime Jones

[reuxben]

Here’s our MTGinktober for “Rivals,“ starring Nahiri, the Harbinger; Sorin the Mirthless; and Friendly Teddy! These showdowns would be way more dramatic if they ever threw differently.

Click this post’s Source link for this piece’s Making-Of.

More MTGinktober here.

Daily art updates on Instagram and Twitter and Bluesky.

Reuxben

[danco110]

“Good morning, Riley. Wow, you’ve got a whole army after you today, huh?”

A merfolk rushed past the waving human fisherman. She gave him a quick, playful salute in turn, before an angry mob forced her to sprint further down the shore.

“What’d you steal this time?” the fisherman called after her.

Riley spun around as she ran, and shouted, “A ring!” before facing forward once more in her flight.

“Just a ring? What, is it magic?”

“Very!”

“I see…Uh, hey!” The fisherman pulled his line from the water and waved his pole in the air. “Riley! You’re dropping some jewels there!”

The thief did not even feign to look down at the glittering gems escaping from the nets wrapped around her waist. “I know! It’s a distraction!”

But despite the loot’s luster, the mob passed them by, still rapidly gaining on Riley.

“Look out behind you! There’s…No, wait, in front! You’re running out of land, there!”

Just downstream from Riley’s current position, both the river and the shore suddenly dropped from the floating island where both lay. The water cascaded down, surely thousands of feet, before crashing into an enormous lake below. And yet, Riley did not slow.

“I know! Perfect!”

With a running leap, Riley shot forward, off the last bit of solid ground and into the open air. Her flight remained horizontal for far too long, before finally settling into a long glide towards the water below. The crowd, stymied by the precipitous cliff, was reduced to shouting obscenities from the ridge. Beside them stood the fisherman, his catch forgotten in favor of cheering on his friend.

“What an escape! And…really? All this, just for a ring?”

As the mob glared daggers at the man, Riley glided to a surprisingly soft landing in the lake below. She resurfaced, and fired a thumbs-up at her friend.

“And it was worth it!”