Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
I'm rather disappointed that none of these can adequately model people made of sparkly rocks! At least, not in the geometric, perfection-of-planes-and-angles sense that Ileein is. The closest I can find is Herolab's representation of The Thing, which simply isn't appropriate.
Jadice, the Frost Queen says to you, "Constant vigilance."
Viravain, Lady of the Thorns shouts, "And You would seize Me? Fool! I am the Glomdoring! I am the Wyrd, and beneath the cloak of Night, the shadows of the Silent stir!"
Kittee in full armour. Same thing, but put a bull-snout on her. You guys probably know the drill.
For anyone who remembers Payton, Kittee's war goat, the sleeping one on her head is when she first brought Payton home, and the black one on the side is when Payton first hatched from her stasis field and Kittee started taking her hunting. Kittee developed a little emotional attachment to her, so it pretty much devastated her when Payton passed away.
For those who care: at full grown, Payton was only 100 pounds lighter than Kittee and stood eye-to-eye with her
I tried one of these but I found out it didn't have solid gold armor. Oh well. ;-;
Hero Machine lets you change the colors of whatever item you want. I mean, I just threw this together and it wasn't that hard...
The Necromentate's mind opens to you, and a grotesque, demonic figure appears in your mind's eye, screaming in torment: "THE DEMON LORDS CAN NEVER TRULY BE KILLED - GREAT IS THEIR POWER."
You shock a platinum-coloured geomycus with tales of terror bestowed on villages who don't follow Magnagora. A platinum-coloured geomycus slaps her knee and declares that, by the gods, Ptoma Hive should follow the Grand Empire of Magnagora after all! Shouts rise up from Ptoma Hive, as its denizens loudly pledge themselves to the Grand Empire of Magnagora.
Hero Machine wasn't letting me export the picture for some reason, so I did TekTek instead. Now I realize I could have just used Print Screen, then copy/pasted it in paint and cropped out all the extra. So here it is:
The drone, the whistle, the thundrous sound; It seared their eyes, it shook the ground. One hundred thousand voices lift, While ashes like dirty snowfall drift.
The clouds of purple glowing gas, The tiny sun is rising fast. Your star... Is on the rise.
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edit: I found the jewelry tab!!
Mysrai strokes the decapitated head of Persayis tenderly.
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Mysrai Thrice-Crowned intones, "DZA NA III."
You say, "Dzaa."
You nod your head emphatically.
Mysrai nods solemnly.
Mysrai gives you a peck on the cheek.
Reality solidifies, mending itself into a single paradigm as Mysrai departs.
This is Celina in her favorite dress on a nice stroll through her favorite part of the forest at midnight.
Mysrai strokes the decapitated head of Persayis tenderly.
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Mysrai Thrice-Crowned intones, "DZA NA III."
You say, "Dzaa."
You nod your head emphatically.
Mysrai nods solemnly.
Mysrai gives you a peck on the cheek.
Reality solidifies, mending itself into a single paradigm as Mysrai departs.
Elayde, as a Trill. She dislikes the cold, so is bundled up almost always. The hair is supposed to be reminiscent of her crest of feathers.
Mysrai strokes the decapitated head of Persayis tenderly.
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Mysrai Thrice-Crowned intones, "DZA NA III."
You say, "Dzaa."
You nod your head emphatically.
Mysrai nods solemnly.
Mysrai gives you a peck on the cheek.
Reality solidifies, mending itself into a single paradigm as Mysrai departs.
Avatar by the most wondrous Feyrll
"THE DEMON LORDS CAN NEVER TRULY BE KILLED - GREAT IS THEIR POWER."
You shock a platinum-coloured geomycus with tales of terror bestowed on villages who don't follow Magnagora.
A platinum-coloured geomycus slaps her knee and declares that, by the gods, Ptoma Hive should follow the Grand Empire of Magnagora after all!
Shouts rise up from Ptoma Hive, as its denizens loudly pledge themselves to the Grand Empire of Magnagora.
It seared their eyes, it shook the ground.
One hundred thousand voices lift,
While ashes like dirty snowfall drift.
The clouds of purple glowing gas,
The tiny sun is rising fast.
Your star...
Is on the rise.
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
Estarra the Eternal says, "Give Shevat the floor please."
NARF!