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Rhinoking
So it has been awhile for me to upload most anything here mostly due to the fact that I have been in a rut lately about writing things. That and
Rhinoking and I have been working a few things...namely a group of dragon like beings that I had created some time ago but never really had art done of them, with some exceptions. So finally after many years and a few changes to the characters I finally have all of them drawn up.
The story behind these boys involves some DnD elements from awhile ago, mixed in with my universe in various periods in time and may or may not be interconnected with one another. The universe is a vast place and some of my creations have NO contact with others. These guys inhabit a place very far removed form most of my other works so please keep that in mind. Will they meet up with some of them, sure...others will never come in contact with them since they are too far removed in the timelines I have them in. Anyway on with the descriptions of the red one here.
Cindrax was a magic user in his previous life. He and his party ran afoul of a extremely powerful necromancer by the unimaginative name of Necron. Though his name was cliche his powers were almost to the point of godhood. Adventurer's from every corner of planes of existence thought to end him only to fail and add to his growing army of souls. Necron however was not just a necromancer, though that was where most of his power lied, he was also driven by a thirst for knowledge and esoteric uses of magic. It was during one of these "fits" of insight that he thought up an experiment. He would take the next adventuring party that made it to his inner sanctum, no small feat in and of itself, and use them as his test subjects. Feeling that they would be prime candidates due to their strength and resilience for getting as far as they did. For that he needed some very interesting materials. Namely the eggs of various dragons.
Cindrax, or as he was known before all of this happened, Igsular the Magus of Firlithan was a member of this doomed party. Making it into Necron's inner most chambers his party thought they had the upper hand but Necron had already seen their progress in his necropolis. Watching them and figuring out everything he could from his minions interactions with them, he calculated each and every one of their weaknesses. The moment they had entered into his sanctum he had already laid out the traps most suited for this group. So when Igsular went to deal arcane judgement to the being before him, his spells fizzled away to nothing and he was bound along with the rest of his party.
Necron had prepared the eggs he had stolen from various dragons from across the realms. Each adventurer was paired with one and Necron wove the spells and rituals needed to separate the souls from his captives. The entity known as Igsular was wracked with arcane energies and his body and soul, now nothing more than energy themselves, were forced into the egg of a red dragon. It was then that Igsular was no more.
Years would pass and the egg would eventually hatch into the being known as Cindrax. The dragon originally inside coupled with the soul and body structure of Igsular mixed to form a humanoid entity with traits from both aspects. The size of a toddler by most human accounts it took a bit of time for the impressive physique he now has to mature and develop. Cindrax exhibited extreme proficiency with the arcane arts, especially those of the fire aspect. He trained in swordplay and delighted in igniting his runeblade as he used it to immolate his victims. Never one to resort to just one method of tactics, he would employ both his magic, his fiery breath and his sword into his fighting style. He served Necron for many years bringing untold destruction and fiery death to all who opposed the necromancer. Necron's armies, led by his draconian generals, expanded his grasp of the realms and various worlds bringing new subjects into his dark kingdom.
All seemed hopeless for most of the worlds in Necron's view. Perhaps it was fate, or maybe happenstance, or even the fact that all of this was just an experiment or even some great cosmic balance seeking restoration but one day everything changed...
To be continued...
**The other members of the party he belonged to will appear one by one. Stay tuned. :) **
RhinokingSo it has been awhile for me to upload most anything here mostly due to the fact that I have been in a rut lately about writing things. That and
Rhinoking and I have been working a few things...namely a group of dragon like beings that I had created some time ago but never really had art done of them, with some exceptions. So finally after many years and a few changes to the characters I finally have all of them drawn up.The story behind these boys involves some DnD elements from awhile ago, mixed in with my universe in various periods in time and may or may not be interconnected with one another. The universe is a vast place and some of my creations have NO contact with others. These guys inhabit a place very far removed form most of my other works so please keep that in mind. Will they meet up with some of them, sure...others will never come in contact with them since they are too far removed in the timelines I have them in. Anyway on with the descriptions of the red one here.
Cindrax was a magic user in his previous life. He and his party ran afoul of a extremely powerful necromancer by the unimaginative name of Necron. Though his name was cliche his powers were almost to the point of godhood. Adventurer's from every corner of planes of existence thought to end him only to fail and add to his growing army of souls. Necron however was not just a necromancer, though that was where most of his power lied, he was also driven by a thirst for knowledge and esoteric uses of magic. It was during one of these "fits" of insight that he thought up an experiment. He would take the next adventuring party that made it to his inner sanctum, no small feat in and of itself, and use them as his test subjects. Feeling that they would be prime candidates due to their strength and resilience for getting as far as they did. For that he needed some very interesting materials. Namely the eggs of various dragons.
Cindrax, or as he was known before all of this happened, Igsular the Magus of Firlithan was a member of this doomed party. Making it into Necron's inner most chambers his party thought they had the upper hand but Necron had already seen their progress in his necropolis. Watching them and figuring out everything he could from his minions interactions with them, he calculated each and every one of their weaknesses. The moment they had entered into his sanctum he had already laid out the traps most suited for this group. So when Igsular went to deal arcane judgement to the being before him, his spells fizzled away to nothing and he was bound along with the rest of his party.
Necron had prepared the eggs he had stolen from various dragons from across the realms. Each adventurer was paired with one and Necron wove the spells and rituals needed to separate the souls from his captives. The entity known as Igsular was wracked with arcane energies and his body and soul, now nothing more than energy themselves, were forced into the egg of a red dragon. It was then that Igsular was no more.
Years would pass and the egg would eventually hatch into the being known as Cindrax. The dragon originally inside coupled with the soul and body structure of Igsular mixed to form a humanoid entity with traits from both aspects. The size of a toddler by most human accounts it took a bit of time for the impressive physique he now has to mature and develop. Cindrax exhibited extreme proficiency with the arcane arts, especially those of the fire aspect. He trained in swordplay and delighted in igniting his runeblade as he used it to immolate his victims. Never one to resort to just one method of tactics, he would employ both his magic, his fiery breath and his sword into his fighting style. He served Necron for many years bringing untold destruction and fiery death to all who opposed the necromancer. Necron's armies, led by his draconian generals, expanded his grasp of the realms and various worlds bringing new subjects into his dark kingdom.
All seemed hopeless for most of the worlds in Necron's view. Perhaps it was fate, or maybe happenstance, or even the fact that all of this was just an experiment or even some great cosmic balance seeking restoration but one day everything changed...
To be continued...
**The other members of the party he belonged to will appear one by one. Stay tuned. :) **
Category All / All
Species Western Dragon
Size 1280 x 1231px
File Size 403.7 kB
That is sooooo cool! I think he will wake up from the spell and fight Necron. Let's admit it: if we always expect all of the creations to live in the same universe at the same time the poor timeline would be all broken and multiverse... Thanks to Loki all fanfiction is canon now. Not sure if that's good or bad. But as long as there are studs making out I'm fine
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