No one of consequence.

"After the excitement of feeding time, the lion cubs settle down with round, full bellies and sleepy eyes. The playful wrestling and curious explorations can wait for another day. For now, they rest side by side, content and secure beneath the watchful gaze of the pride."

Ungoliant

德化白瓷 Déhuà báicí/dehua white porcelain

Dehua County, located in Quanzhou, Fujian, China, is renowned for its white porcelain.

Its kilns flourished during the Tang (618-907 CE) and Song dynasties(960–1279 CE), peaked in the Yuan and Ming periods, and remain famous today, particularly for their white porcelain. Fired at high temperatures, the unglazed porcelain exhibits a smooth, jade-like texture, appearing crystal-clear and pure white.

But then. THEN. This fuckass twink descendant of my mortal enemies picks up my amulet. Takes right out of the sacred chamber. I guess it was finally a ruin now? Worse timing possible, too late to stop me going insane and right before the insanity could pay off.

Anyway I'm not going to kill him right away. Where's the satisfaction in that? He's the last descendant of my enemies (pretty sure) so of course I gotta drag it out. This is the only revenge I might ever get. I'll have to capture him. Keep him sealed away for a long time, see how he likes it. But like. In a nicer placed than that fucking chamber because unlike some long dead assholes, I have standards. Plus I'm also going to spending a lot of my time there too, menacing him and shit, so it better be nice for me.

I'm thinking summer house on an otherwise uninhabited island. I keep him there where there are no dragons or ogres or demon kings to interrupt, and I tell him all about the shitty things his ancestors did, to like. Demoralize him. So that he knows that even though I'm a scary evil creature that's going to be his ending, he doesn't get as much moral high ground as he'd probably like. I make him eat meals with me just to draw out the tension, and then I give him nightmares, making him twist and writhe in his sweat-soaked sheets while his heart hammers against his ribs and he wonders if this will finally be the night I finish him.

Maybe I'll even let them visit him in his woeful imprisonment afterwards as well. Just to really hammer the point home. They're not the worst company, at least. Not as annoying as heroes used to be. We can have them over for dinner while I lord my victory above their helplessness. Real power move to just let them come and see the guy that they are nevertheless unable to free from my dark clutches.

Those guys were supposed to be dead for centuries! And they're still ruining my life! Fucking. That fuckass other descendant managed to summon them and of course THEY are still not cool with me or my dark forces, although I'm going to be real, they weren't looking too noble and above-aboard themselves when they turned up. That was some hypocritical undead revenant bullshit.

Of course I ended up fighting them. They attacked first! Again! They were even trying to kill their own descendant! And those heinous bitches called me the monster. I've never tried to kill my own descendants. Probably because I don't have any but still. At least try and take over his body first or something!

Well actually they did try it, I think? But that hero of theirs had worn my amulet for so long that he was too corrupted for it to work. Ha!

Small victories.

I'm going to need to hang onto those.

Because now I'm sealed back in the fucking Chamber Eternal again.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCKING---!!!!

Okay.

Alright.

I'm not going to lie this isn't looking good. I'm not in the amulet anymore but the seals on the chamber are strong, made with the souls of those fuckdamn ancient heroes. All my power is left with their descendant on the outside now. My plans are thwarted. I'm going to languish in this minimalist hell of a chamber until those ancient souls run out of juice, and currently they're forming a dome of spiritual energy so flush with power that the ghosts on the moon can probably see it.

I was really confused at first because, why would my sworn enemy who I've been plotting vengeance against this entire time free me from the chamber? At great effort and personal risk, no less? That fight was absolutely brutal, I'm not sure I could have even done it myself in his place, and I mean his situation without even bothering was quite good. He had all of my power. His ancestors were likewise distracted with sealing me away. He could have ascended to become the next Dark Lord or, I don't know, ran around doing his Power of Friendship bullshit for the next ten thousand years largely uncontested. Not only does he not have a further use for me but if anything, I present a massive threat to him if I can regain enough strength to take my power back.

But I think that's it! That Power of Friendship bullshit! Somehow, this guy has mistaken me for an ally.

I can work with this.

As long as he doesn't suspect that we're actually enemies, I can bide my time, restore my power, wrestle control of my armies back from his grasp, and then get him back on his knees.

I'm almost starting to wonder if he really is descended from those ancient hero fuckers, he doesn't act like them at all. The apple must have rolled into a goddamn river and been carried off to sea after it fell off that tree.

Such a strong political alliance with the ruling family will further cement my hero's power in this region. Potentially, that will make it even harder to extricate him for my own purposes later on. Of course, it's not worth the risk if I do something too extreme and it gets traced back to me, so I can't simply kill the prince.

But I didn't study medicine at my grandmother's knee just to forget all the useful bits in my dark rise to power. That idiot won't be riding out to adventure alongside his 'sworn brother' tomorrow if he has too many embarrassing rashes to get into his saddle.

Cats are one of nature's most successful predators. Properly trained, a dark familiar is an excellent spy and helper, and I am in need of every advantage I can get right now. Everyone knows the best way to ingratiate yourself to animals is to get them young. Feeding kittens is a sinister action.

The only one allowed to strip him and put him in chains is me!!! ME!!! He's mine!!! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE FIRST TO DO THAT TO HIM!!!

Bastards! Hacks!

Thank you @tdhvn for asking!

My Shadow of War ocs are two uruk-hai blood-brothers, Gogat and Dûsh.

Dûsh is the oldest (by a few months). He's a berserker and an exceptionally talented fighter, who demonstrated his worth in the siege of Minas Ithil and in the pit-fights that were held around the city; this earned him the attention of a captain who, not only made Dûsh part of his gang (and later of his elite warriors), but he also named him.

'Dûsh' means 'magic', 'sorcery' and it refers to Dûsh's exceptional display of skill, since he seems to predict the moves of his opponent; obviously this is only a partial truth: Dûsh's intuition is keener than average, due to him being SLIGHTLY magically-gifted, but definitely not enough to be allowed into the Mystic tribe.

His epithet is 'the Handsome' which is rightfully given in his case, because he is handsome for an uruk-hai, to the point that he may be considered attractive by humans. Other orcs are however ambivalent towards him, feeling a mixture of envy, disgust and attraction towards him. Obviously this doesn't prevent him from being popular among his peers, despite Dûsh not wanting that much attention.

It's during the siege that he meets Gogat (who is actually my very first oc, that I've had for years) another uruk that, like him, was sent to the front as soon as they pulled him out of the vats.

Gogat can be considered the opposite of his brother: too tall and lanky, badly coordinated, ugly, lazy and a lover of pipe-weed and gambling, without any particular talent. His two main qualities are his height and that's why he was employed as a courier, and him being magically-gifted, which will later earn him access to the Mystic tribe, where he begins his training as a shaman. But Gogat being Gogat, he doesn't focus or put that much effort, just enough that he will later manage to become an acolyte in Zog the Eternal's cult.

A choice that Dûsh doesn't approve of, but nonetheless he follows Gogat and becomes a guard for the cult.

During this time, Gogat and later Dûsh form a very close bond with Mâku, an assassin from the Dark tribe, so much that they swear blood-brotherhood. However the bond with Gogat slowly erodes: the cult's environment encourages all Gogat's worst traits, turning him into a wicked, psychotic and dangerous individual. He becomes infamous for his intimidation methods and the punitive missions he carries out against remorseful acolytes, fugitives and enemies, all in Zog's name. Despite his evil actions, Gogat doesn't stop, as he finally has the reputation he sought, and drifts apart from the only people who truly cares about him, thinking that his brothers are only envious of his success.

At the same time, he manages to scale the ranks within the cult and reaches a high enough position to be allowed in Zog's "circle", composed of the most loyal and capable acolytes. Here Gogat distinguishes himself thanks to his strategic thinking and as a hand in the plans that we see Zog enact in the game.

However everything comes crashing down, when the balrog is resurrected and the cult suffers its first defeat at the Gravewalker's hands.

Dûsh is there, as well as Mâku, out of loyalty and concern for Gogat, ready to grab him and run away as soon as the situation starts to go south; when that happens, they don't find their brother and Dûsh is severely injured when the debris from a tower falls on him.

Mâku manages to find and rescue him and together they flee from the scene; they'll spend the next months visiting all the healers they can find in order to medicate Dûsh's injuries.

Gogat, instead, isn't in Gorgoroth. He had been ordered to depart at once for Lithlad, where he would recruit more acolytes and therefore he left, without telling his brothers. This, and the later devastating news that Dûsh and Mâku were missing, and very much likely dead, marks the first big rift between Gogat and the cult.

Believing that the cult is the only thing he has left and that it isn't right to doubt his master, he focuses even more on carrying out his will in successful ways, doing everything to become closer to him and earn his praise.

Obviously Zog notices and takes advantage of the desperation of the foolish young uruk, by exploiting his need for acknowledgement and praise and that's how he has Gogat obey his every command, go against his core beliefs and become one of his most fanatical followers.

But praise never really comes, nor does acknowledgement. His master's attentions are always one step out of reach, no matter what Gogat accomplishes.

His psyche is crumbling under the weight of guilt and remorse, to the point that Gogat alternates between crushing breakdowns, drugs-induced numbness and unusual mental clarity. It's now that he starts to listen to his doubts about Zog, which feed into his frustration towards the cult leader. The breaking point arrives when Gogat speaks up and contradicts Zog, who punishes his acolyte by scarring his face and then banishing him.

Gogat leaves. He is found by another uruk, Hûra, who takes Gogat under his wing. Thanks to his influence, Gogat rehabilitates himself and finally goes looking for his brothers.

At this point, their story becomes a lot more intricate as it becomes entwined with that of other original characters, which belong to @shadowofwar-goober (Mâku and Hûra also belong to her!)

One of these has the moral standing of a cartoon villain, the other might save the country.

Welcome to British politics.

Well that's not staying in the tags

an airplane stuck on a toyota minivan

this miata built by rocket scientists

the mr2 boat

the nyan cat bmw that i think actually played the song at all times

the homer simpson car built by uranium workers

this limo whose brakes caught on fire

the dumbest corolla and supra wearing funny hats

Sooooo wtf. To start on a positive note, I love the design of the white dragon, the bunny ears are super cute, I love the spikes along its back and tail and I love those spikes coming out of its legs. I also like how the pink dragon’s wings look insect-like.

Now that the positive comments are out of the way, why the hell does the bunny dragon have a hole in its chest for its prey to escape? Wouldn’t it have died from starvation back when it was a baby since its prey can just escape from being eaten? Also damn that pink dragon must have really long neck. Thats not super weird or anything since lots of dragons have long necks but I wanted to point it out anyway. Also something about the way its tail is curled up gives me the ick. The pink color also makes me imagine the dragon’s skin feeling fleshy instead of scaly…eughhhh.

It is also a page from a British Library digitized manuscript, which unfortunately means you can’t go see the rest of it due to the cyberattack… but fortunately that manuscript in particular is very closely related to another bestiary: Morgan Library MS M.81 (the “Worksop Bestiary”), which has also been digitized. So here is the complete entry from that copy for anyone curious.