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This is Maisael, the Deep Sea Guardian.
He is not amused.
Not at all.
Character belongs to black-wing24
art by me.
Googled some reference for the ship. I hate ships T_T they are so difficult to draw.
This is Maisael, the Deep Sea Guardian.
He is not amused.
Not at all.
Character belongs to black-wing24
art by me.
Googled some reference for the ship. I hate ships T_T they are so difficult to draw.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Dragon (Other)
Size 1024 x 768px
File Size 278.5 kB
Listed in Folders
What popped into my head when i saw this.:
It was a cloudy night, and the sea was a soothing colour of darkness and comfort, a tender moment in the night where he could roam freely from prying eyes. Where he could check upon his kingdom and watch over all his creations.
But the setting was ruined, by the filtered scent of blood on his tongue, flowing over it in an unwelcome manner. This was not the scent of the hunt, nor was it natural. There was a metallic taste to it, a dirty feel that made him tense and thrash in anger. His sanctuary was being over run..by men. By hunters! With the rage born upon him by the gods, given to him to protect his home, he swam with fierce need towards the unwanted's, moving with such speed that he burst forth from the sea, a breast the boat, his body slamming against it and tipping it to the side.
They would pay.
Everyone of them. For the life they took from him, he would take theirs. Devouring them into the dark abyss where no man ever returned.
They would be nothing but another lost cause . Those that sought them, would assume the worst, they where lost to sea, over turned in a storm. None..would ever know the truth.
For he, The Guardian of the sea, would always punish those, who dare harm those whom he presided over.
-Coughs-
Sorry for the random story from a random person...just..popped into my head. -.-
It was a cloudy night, and the sea was a soothing colour of darkness and comfort, a tender moment in the night where he could roam freely from prying eyes. Where he could check upon his kingdom and watch over all his creations.
But the setting was ruined, by the filtered scent of blood on his tongue, flowing over it in an unwelcome manner. This was not the scent of the hunt, nor was it natural. There was a metallic taste to it, a dirty feel that made him tense and thrash in anger. His sanctuary was being over run..by men. By hunters! With the rage born upon him by the gods, given to him to protect his home, he swam with fierce need towards the unwanted's, moving with such speed that he burst forth from the sea, a breast the boat, his body slamming against it and tipping it to the side.
They would pay.
Everyone of them. For the life they took from him, he would take theirs. Devouring them into the dark abyss where no man ever returned.
They would be nothing but another lost cause . Those that sought them, would assume the worst, they where lost to sea, over turned in a storm. None..would ever know the truth.
For he, The Guardian of the sea, would always punish those, who dare harm those whom he presided over.
-Coughs-
Sorry for the random story from a random person...just..popped into my head. -.-
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