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"Greetings, Zaknafein Do’Urden." Drizzt said heartily, drawing stunned looks from all in the room. Matron Malice had not granted him privilege to speak he hadn’t even asked her permission! "I am Drizzt, secondboy of House Do’Urden, no more the page prince. I can look at you now, I mean at your eyes and not your boots. Mother told me so." Drizzt’s smile disappeared when he looked up at the burning scowl of Matron Malice. Vierna stood as if turned to stone, her jaw hanging open and her eyes wide in disbelief. Zak, too, was amazed, but in a different manner... Briza, in her customary position behind Malice, fumbled with her whip, too confounded by her young brother’s actions to even know what in the Nine Hells she should do."
Prodigy
“Lady's Temple was built in the shape of a four-pointed star, each chamber opening into radiating corridors. We passed through arches by arches into the lesser halls, where students and servants lived, in the courtyard lay a parterre forever wet with dew.
I wish I could say Karsus left a unique impression upon me, but he did not. The empire held many gifted youth: arrogant, restless, pretending to be socially awkward, He lived alone in the tower above and rarely came down to join the others.
When the yellow god cast his afternoon glory through the windows, The young arcanist was working on some unnamed spell — perhaps one that would never bear a name at all. Karsus gestured his hand as he spoke the incantation, his voice carrying a weight that was not presented in his usual demeanor. With a slight click, arcane energy surged through the chamber. In the depth of an opened phase door, image of the distant valley shimmered. a bloom of fire rose into the sky, muffled sound of explosion rolled down the hill.
The audience erupted into applause. Many had come for no reason other than to witness the prodigy; in an empire three thousand years old, boredom and curiosity were common among people. The young wizard folded his hands with satisfaction, savoring the trembling aftershock within the Weave while burning debris still tumbled from the distant hillside.
Karsus would almost certainly become an Archwizard. A chill passed through me. I felt something unseen swelling— over the walls and columns, over the temple roofs, reaching toward heights perhaps even the floating cities of Netheril could not touch. Beneath that tranquil afternoon, what I felt most deeply was dread.”
* I wrote this thing, but they’re translated
Karsus`s Folly
——The child who would be god
I love the vintage cover illustrations of old TSR products, hand books and novels, and I really, REALLY want to see some of the Netheril big moments depicted in that way. I tried really hard on this one, though it’s a bit above my level (more than a bit, actually), but I still have time to make more and get better, I’m gonna live long!!! I hope I have gradually built up something for the character and story I love, to leave my tiny voice in this void of existence…
Some design choices:
I was kind of into the body horror concept depicted in the lore: the swelled human flesh, gigantic heart plumping blood nonstop to form a red river, etc. The official art had rendered that feeling pretty well, and there’s where I came the idea of making karsus`s *good-hood* form half divine, and half tainted and defiled. You need one look to tell this guy is clearly claiming what he wants in a terribly wrong way. How could such terrible form of a creature become god? And also, those ripped muscle and bursted organs look incredibly painful. with the reaching hand, this new-born *thing* sought to the sky, shrieking with confusion and agony.
*the draconic text reads “the would-be god”
Happy Valentine's Day 💕! Don't forget to shower your grumpy assassin in lots of kisses 💋
Whoops, forgot to post this last year,,
How I pictured some characters from the Legend of Drizzt book 1
Dark Seldarine
Zak design based on all the descriptions from Timeless, I love that he's a short king just like his son. One of my favourite random details is that he's described to have "bushy eyebrows"
Recently listened to the Dark Elf trilogy from the Legend of Drizzt series so I was inspired to doodle my drow Felyndiira during her noble days in the Underdark, before she abandoned her family. Also featuring her matron mother (top right) and papa (top left)
drow boys + artemis
Leyendecker-inspired fancy Jarlaxle!
“My friend Patroclus, whom I loved, is dead. I loved him more than any other comrade. I loved him like my head, my life, myself.”
PRINTS
Aphrodite or maybe it’s not I’ll never say…
his blessings, an act of divine amusement
"OMG YOU'RE DRIZZT DO'URDEN!!"
the tiefling kids are the best part of act 1