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I did it again, but the cat this time! For whatever reason, Narinder is always harder for me to draw. I suppose I'll just chalk it up to him being a bastard.
Artists are: @stychu-stych , @theshepherdshound , @bamsara , @aveloka-draws and @ane-doodles .
A few reference sketches I've done for a potential cotl AU. We will see if anything comes of it, but these will probably change drastically if I continue to draw them. Still, it's neat and I put more work into it than I probably should have.
#the answer I got is more detailed than I could ever hope #good writing
I found your red star fic and binged the entire thing over the course of, like, a week and loved every second of it. I read on with abject horror as Shera and Messar quickly became my favorite characters, despite knowing exactly how their tail would have to end. Their death was utterly heartbreaking by the way. You made me cry at work, so thanks for that.
Do you have any lore or character bits about the twins you want to share and, dare I ask, will they show up again later in the fic?
Haha, sorry I made you cry at work! If it’s any consolation, I cried a teeny bit writing their deaths. :’)
I do have a bit of twin lore stashed away! Here it is:
Shera and Mesar are nicknames. Their full names, only really used by their parents when they were in trouble, were Sheratan and Mesarthim.
They, like Hamal, loved to sing. The family could harmonize pretty well when they were together. Both of them wanted to make sure Hamal learned the songs that were passed down to them from their parents, as it was an important aspect of their culture in the old days.
Both of the twins gave up on the idea of romance early on in life, since they knew they would be always on the run and needed to prioritize Hamal. That being said, both of them were gay. Shera was exclusively attracted to other women and Mesar to other men. Neither ever got to act on this, however.
Shera prayed to The One Who Waits every single night, hoping her devotion would help Hamal when the time came.
Mesar liked to dance. Shera did not. Mesar didn’t let this stop him from forcing her into it every so often lol.
As one might imagine, some days were rougher than others. Shera often took refuge in meditation, whereas Mesar preferred walks through the wilderness. Knowing their fates wasn’t always easy, but they both did their best to cope with it without worrying Hamal.
Both had chores they preferred doing. Shera enjoyed foraging whereas Mesar liked to mend clothes. They divided up work based on who liked doing what, and this prevented a lot of fighting.
There were, however, still siblings and very much children themselves at points. When they did fight, the usual go-to strategy would be to sit on opposite sides of the camp and ignore each other while they cooled off. This also ended up working pretty well as it gave both of them a chance to think about the others’ perspective before finding a solution together.
Shera instinctively knew the exact moment Mesar died. She “felt” it, in a sense, and decided then to make sure her final stand mattered to some degree.
As for if we’ll see them again…the wedding is scheduled for the Blood Moon in hopes they’ll visit. Perhaps we’ll see them again! ;)
They’ll also eventually pop up in the Cowboy AU I’n writing. In that universe they’re both doing well, living their best lives!
Thanks so much for loving these two. I didn’t expect to get so attached to them when I first started this fanfic series, and I’m glad others like them as much as I do! <3
Adventuring duo that's an artificer and their little wizard child whose first instinct when encountering a problem is to set it on fire and any implication that this is not the correct solution is taken as a challenge.
My Warrior of Light in his ARR summoner fit. We love Brayflox Longstop for that fancy early game gear
Love their outfits! Seeing them dance together is always a joy.
If you are still looking for doodle requests, perhaps Narinder and Lamb dancing? I always thought those were so fun.
Narinder falling into a Leshy hole is also fun.
i drew them on stream wheeee dancing is v fun
i am getting better at fabric look at them not being naked lololol
Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Dungeons and Dragons - Fandom, Fantasy - Fandom Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Summary:
Travelers may often find themselves in strange places, and places may often find themselves with strange travelers. This story is the latter.
If Marshal Hamal carries a six shooter, does that make it the Colt Of The Lamb?
It sure does.
I need to find a way to work this pun into the fic lol
Today is my birthday and I decided to make some sketches as a gift for the people who continue to feed my hyperfixation with cotl (and especially narilamb)
I've been working on this for the last two months while doing homework and somehow this was what pushed me to keep going, so thank you all :)
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Second part right away...
(I'm only now realizing how many I did)
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