I’ve had this image sitting on my hard drive since 2011. I just opened it today because I felt like painting or drawing Robeirus, the one who adopted Sardiryx, and remembered that I had a painting that I’d started way back when.
He didn’t even have any details sketched onto his stick frame, I was aghast that I never attempted to finish it, the inspirational vibes I’ve always had with the idea of this image have always been immense. He was just a dark blue sketchy outline blob. I took the liberty to sit down tonight and at least flesh out a rough sketch and decidedly finally show off his wings.
Ro can’t really fly, he’s an Aeryx of the earth element — when he leaps from a high enough vantage point he contorts his body in the same manner as a flying snake (genus Chrysopelea). Once he’s achieved a certain air speed he’ll snap his wings outward for a more controlled glide — his webbed tail swishing back and forth to change direction much like a flying dragon lizard. This is a good video demonstrating what I mean.
He wasn’t born with wings, they were a gift from the great wind deity Kaushough for making the climb to the holy temple of the winds (you try climbing up a 30k ft invisible incline that can only be seen by sprinkling sand or snow on its steps! It’s quite the pilgrimage, that’s the last time he’s letting his best sartuk friend Dio plot an adventure). His first test with his new appendages had him panicking as Kaushough summoned a whirlwind forcing Robeirus to glide back to the earth twisting and twirling in the air like a ribbon eel (albeit not nearly as graceful). And despite this gift, Robeirus still prefers to have all four of his feet on the ground whenever possible.
I look forward to painting this later this week. Anyway, thanks for lookin’! c:
I have to go to the commissary, remember? I’m running out of food.
- Just two more hours.
It’ll be closed by then, DST hit last night.
- I’ll just go tomorrow.
I know that’s not going to happen.
- -rolls over to sleep-
Think of the milk, I barely have enough for a glass.
- Okaaaaaaaay ok ok I’m getting up.
I know how to get myself up every time, eheheheh. :)
For those wanting in on the dragon action — a new window for open registration might be occurring soon, keep your eyes peeled. I’ll of course update on a timetable when it’s officially made.
My birds. Best birds. Old photos I keep on my phone. Miss waking to them every morning. Can’t believe Butch is 20 years already (bottom) and Dusty is so close behind at 17 now (top left).
Dusty loved perching on my arm when I was working away at the Iron Artist commissions years ago. Butch would fall asleep on my shoulder after building a nest in my hair. Dusty would then zip off to chase my mouse cursor at times.
Cockatiels are best.
Ref WIP for Galidor - all aspects subject to change Thanks for lookin’!
Yo, it’s no one else’s business whether a person continues to watch something or not. Just sayin’.
Had a bit of a jarring dream involving the fanciful feather-dying pirate, Ledra Gandrahe, and finally got a GREAT look at Raskahn faces, well, his face at least.
Apparently they DO have lips, the upper lip is hidden directly beneath the beak in a tight hollow. They’re a lot more feline in the face than I had expected, but it makes sense due to the Raskahn’s gryphon ancestry. Makes me wonder which individuals were unable to pronounce certain letters. Maybe there is a recessive trait somewhere that prevents proper formation of the upper lip — perhaps the gene becomes inactive in the embryonic stage maybe? So a complete upper beak forms instead? Eh! Though it does make sense as to why some Raskahn were very fluent and eloquent with the more common languages and why I’ve overheard others struggle with simple sentences.
Had to jump out of bed and doodle this down before I began forgetting details. Ledra looks a bit like a philippine eagle in most respects, though he dyes the fur and feathers around his chin and neck to resemble a beard. He is the captain of a Nigoti ramming vessel, a special frigate of minotaur craftsmanship where the ram (located at the bow of the ship) is retractable and used to forcibly punch and pierce into ships via explosive springing mechanisms.