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This is the second character i have decided to redo design and story, though unlike Mary, this one is a larger change... no pun intended.
Searching for a new contract, my journey led me to a small village claiming to be in danger of a witch. I held any mockery from such nonsensical fantasy these people lived in, as long as i got paid i did not care much. They described the witch as a devourer of children, many tried to slay it but none came home afterward. A large living shadow capable of flight , known to snatch young ones with her claws and drag them back to her cave.
I made sure my blade was in good condition as i ventured to the cave of said witch, i was expecting a Xiridan monster or maybe a critter that scared the villagers to the point of making up stories so someone would kill it. When i reached the cave, there were a few odd.... totems? They were crafted by someone, it seems there was indeed a witch like creature in the cave, or a crazy religious person who knows.
In the shadow of the cave, 2 white orb appeared, they were eyes staring at me. In a soft tone of voice it asked what was my business, before i could replied she let out a sight when she noticed my blade.
???- you have come to slain me as well? What lies were you forced to swallow to seek my death? The killing of children? The chant of a curse, bad crops or perhaps the cause of diseases?
Shizame: Wait are you saying none of what i was told is true? How do i know you are not just lying.
???- I have no interest or reasons to lie, what is there to hide? A strange creature living alone in a cave, collecting forbiden books speaking of taboo subjects. Practicing alchemy and minding my own business, is this something worth murdering?
Shizame: If you have nothing to hide, then come out of the shadows. If you fear my blade then i will put it away.
???: Offering a peaceful resolution? I knew i sensed a strange aura coming from you, familiar taste too.... Very well, put your sword in your hands, and raise your hands towards the cave.
Shizame willingly executed her demands, and a large feathered arm emerge from the shadow holding the sword like a simple twig. A loud knock against the cave wall light strange glowing mushroom on revealing the witch form. A large creature with avian features, but none of it looked like something recorded in any books.
''Shizame'' w---whoa!! you are bigger than a thought..... Well I guess i understand why some folks would be afraid... So you said nothing i was told was true?
??: They wanted me dead ever since a group of child played outside the village and stumble upon my cave, i wanted to greet them but they ran away in fear. Next thing i know , a few villagers intrude in my home and attack me with pitchforks and other tools. I had no choice but to fight back, i only knock them out and dragged them away from my cave. Only to be greeted with mercenaries again and again.
Shizame: i see..... So you killed no one, even those mercs? I wouldn't really judge you if you did, some of them are just heartless bastards.
???: None, my mind is burdened by so many questions already , to be filled with guilt and covered in blood... I do not wish it.
Shizame: looks like i'll need a few words with the villagers... Don't like being taken for a fool, don't care for the pay if it means killing something innocent and sentient. By the way , im Shizame , im just a mercenary who mainly kill monsters attacking innocents.
???: You can call me Wikla, do you like it? Being called a witch, wicked beast, decided to make a name out of it. Sounded clever in my head.
Shizame: heh not a bad name..... You said something about my taste ? What was that about?
Wikla: I can sense and taste people energy, a vile stench and bitter flavor often means a threat. In your case i tasted a familiar bitterness, one we share you and I. The black blood curse.
Shizame: If only it was that curse, i was also born with mutations thus why i have glowing yellow eyes many think means ill omen and such. I met a few black blood people, most were nice enough. Do you know anything about the black blood?
Wikla: i... wish i could remember, there is so much about myself i can't seem to remember, such is my origin, how was i created if i am the only one of my kind? All i remember is being small, in a glass tube.... A strange man writing in journals, a ancient tongue that was forbiden... Then i can,t remember anything.
Shizame: Glass tube? What did strange man looked like?
Wikla: I see green... shape of face..... sergal? Curses, if i could remember more...
Shizame: Green sergal, glass tubes.... Well i have a secret job that forces me to snoop around anyway for clues. If i find anything for you, i can come back?
Wikla: that would be lovely! I have never received a guest before, i shall await eagerly shizame. Don't worry about me, my wounds heals fast and i am immune to salt, so killing me is not something villagers or mercenaries can do at the moment haha.... See you.
The large female went back to her cave, giving Shizame his sword before leaving. The nevrean head confused and walking away with more questions than when he arrived.
art and oc belongs to me
nevrean race
mick39
Searching for a new contract, my journey led me to a small village claiming to be in danger of a witch. I held any mockery from such nonsensical fantasy these people lived in, as long as i got paid i did not care much. They described the witch as a devourer of children, many tried to slay it but none came home afterward. A large living shadow capable of flight , known to snatch young ones with her claws and drag them back to her cave.
I made sure my blade was in good condition as i ventured to the cave of said witch, i was expecting a Xiridan monster or maybe a critter that scared the villagers to the point of making up stories so someone would kill it. When i reached the cave, there were a few odd.... totems? They were crafted by someone, it seems there was indeed a witch like creature in the cave, or a crazy religious person who knows.
In the shadow of the cave, 2 white orb appeared, they were eyes staring at me. In a soft tone of voice it asked what was my business, before i could replied she let out a sight when she noticed my blade.
???- you have come to slain me as well? What lies were you forced to swallow to seek my death? The killing of children? The chant of a curse, bad crops or perhaps the cause of diseases?
Shizame: Wait are you saying none of what i was told is true? How do i know you are not just lying.
???- I have no interest or reasons to lie, what is there to hide? A strange creature living alone in a cave, collecting forbiden books speaking of taboo subjects. Practicing alchemy and minding my own business, is this something worth murdering?
Shizame: If you have nothing to hide, then come out of the shadows. If you fear my blade then i will put it away.
???: Offering a peaceful resolution? I knew i sensed a strange aura coming from you, familiar taste too.... Very well, put your sword in your hands, and raise your hands towards the cave.
Shizame willingly executed her demands, and a large feathered arm emerge from the shadow holding the sword like a simple twig. A loud knock against the cave wall light strange glowing mushroom on revealing the witch form. A large creature with avian features, but none of it looked like something recorded in any books.
''Shizame'' w---whoa!! you are bigger than a thought..... Well I guess i understand why some folks would be afraid... So you said nothing i was told was true?
??: They wanted me dead ever since a group of child played outside the village and stumble upon my cave, i wanted to greet them but they ran away in fear. Next thing i know , a few villagers intrude in my home and attack me with pitchforks and other tools. I had no choice but to fight back, i only knock them out and dragged them away from my cave. Only to be greeted with mercenaries again and again.
Shizame: i see..... So you killed no one, even those mercs? I wouldn't really judge you if you did, some of them are just heartless bastards.
???: None, my mind is burdened by so many questions already , to be filled with guilt and covered in blood... I do not wish it.
Shizame: looks like i'll need a few words with the villagers... Don't like being taken for a fool, don't care for the pay if it means killing something innocent and sentient. By the way , im Shizame , im just a mercenary who mainly kill monsters attacking innocents.
???: You can call me Wikla, do you like it? Being called a witch, wicked beast, decided to make a name out of it. Sounded clever in my head.
Shizame: heh not a bad name..... You said something about my taste ? What was that about?
Wikla: I can sense and taste people energy, a vile stench and bitter flavor often means a threat. In your case i tasted a familiar bitterness, one we share you and I. The black blood curse.
Shizame: If only it was that curse, i was also born with mutations thus why i have glowing yellow eyes many think means ill omen and such. I met a few black blood people, most were nice enough. Do you know anything about the black blood?
Wikla: i... wish i could remember, there is so much about myself i can't seem to remember, such is my origin, how was i created if i am the only one of my kind? All i remember is being small, in a glass tube.... A strange man writing in journals, a ancient tongue that was forbiden... Then i can,t remember anything.
Shizame: Glass tube? What did strange man looked like?
Wikla: I see green... shape of face..... sergal? Curses, if i could remember more...
Shizame: Green sergal, glass tubes.... Well i have a secret job that forces me to snoop around anyway for clues. If i find anything for you, i can come back?
Wikla: that would be lovely! I have never received a guest before, i shall await eagerly shizame. Don't worry about me, my wounds heals fast and i am immune to salt, so killing me is not something villagers or mercenaries can do at the moment haha.... See you.
The large female went back to her cave, giving Shizame his sword before leaving. The nevrean head confused and walking away with more questions than when he arrived.
art and oc belongs to me
nevrean race
mick39
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1280 x 1097px
File Size 187.1 kB
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