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2025 of the Forge Dog in Fancy Attire
Long time desire of drawing an old doodle wiith Axel wearing his fancy outfit fixed by Acelot and Lynnora, most of it taken from his former time as a gladiator to his Patriarch's Coliseum. Zephonim silk to make his sash showing his allegiance to Turel and his lineage. Lots of durable leather straps and airy material to contrast one another. The only time you probably see him in something other than browns and greens.
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“Pathetic.”
Forge Dog Axel given some attention and proper energy without mun influence.
The hunters realized too late. They thought they had the vampires pinned under their hail of crossbolts and stolen bastila. It wasn't under the air was screaming at something tearing through it. The more perceptive looked up and saw the mastiff coming down like a siege weapon personified. They forget sometimes that the children of Turel were weapons in themselves.
PThe forge is his sanctum.
The forge is where he can craft and destroy.
The forge is where he was safe and accustomed.
Where his Lord and Father's spirit resided most.
The forge is his cradle and perhaps, his tomb.
Work. Work. Gotta Work.
Where his finest armour and weapons were born.
Where the Blood Obligation received their finest.
Work. Work. Gotta Work.
Where the Sanctuary was born by thought.
Where he made gifts and commissions.
The forge is his sanctum.
The forge is where he can feel.
Work. Work. Gotta Work.
To not feel.
Return to his Work.
- The Forgemaster's Requiem//circa Civil War
@lynnora-v
As I promised, a devolved Axel in probably the last years of the war for Nosgoth with a little snippet~
Unlike the elite Tyrants of Turelim nor the potent psions to his Patriarch’s brood, the Shepard has lived his life -and unlife- as an engineer to the Turelim warcrafts. His work in the forges had doused the dog in showers of flesh-biting embers and stabs of molten metal. Over time, his flesh hardened into natural armor more so than even the typical Turelim and into greater age, learned to will the metal in his blood into protruding plating. Now, it is almost natural.
Where his telekinesis projection isn’t as widely-varied, his geomacy and metallic control is incredible for a Turelim, and his hindering sight is a passing annoyance.
Gave him a Turelim plated collar with his authorized crest of sealed approval to his own workshop and small land in serfship. His face is covered in a metallic ‘mask’ from a recent pupa with the splitting of his mandibles and sharpening chin growth. Ears are growing larger and some o the membrane is ‘shaped’ to allow his trademark goggles to fit. Also, his fur is falling from under his jaw and along his throat towards his metal-rimmed pectorals.
Grew up to a terrifying 6′10″....still short for his clan.
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