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Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 1d

Should Odysseus be sizing up this leader of the Shanty Town? Probably, but there are birds to look at instead.

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“While it is my understanding the list of grievances laid upon the High Warden is long, in this particular instance, his dealings with the Theseus Corporation is of my greatest concern.” Odysseus explained, moving to the birds, to study the coup and finding the housing appropriately well maintained. “He is, on the behalf of the organization, and in tandem with increasing his control over Thivaneos, we suspect he is performing his darkest activities in Arnaeus, though at the moment we know not the extent or the details of what that could entail.”
“Are you hoping we have the answer for you?” Heike asked, watching Odysseus interact with the birds with an amused smile. He was stroking the neck of a pigeon that, in Heike’s experience, was usually somewhat temperamental, and yet had already bonded with Odysseus.
“If you have something in which you are willing to be forthcoming with, it would be greatly appreciated, however permission to freely roam the area in search of any signs of malevolence would do.” Odysseus responded, turning now to face Heike. “I swear that our actions will be taken with the utmost care and respect. Any and all rules or restrictions shall be followed to the letter.”

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The Cuix (sketch comms open) @thecuix.bsky.social · 1d

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a lonely bunny knight sleeps on a moss covered rock, a well deserved rest

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Rii Abrego @riibrego.bsky.social · 1d

pumpkin patch #art (wallpapers below!)

A drawing of black cats playing in a pile of pumpkins

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Lina Svärd 🐻 Commissions open! @softlywool.bsky.social · 1d

Day eight of 31 Days of Fungi !
This is Verdigris Agaric ~

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tom bloom (scrungled) @orbitaldropkick.bsky.social · 2d

KILL SIX BILLION DEMONS killsixbilliondemons.com

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Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 2d

IMMENSELY GOOD JOB

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Odger Eiximenis @odgereiximenis.bsky.social · 2d

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Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 3d

Noble hearts shall find themselves among all kinds throughout the duat. And it seems Odysseus now finds himself among his like.

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The small group eventually found themselves at the heart or Arnaeus, before a slightly larger than average makeshift structure, surrounded by coups for a large variety of birds, all natural to the area. Exiting from the structure, was a person with a shaggy beard, a crow on their shoulder, in a long brown coat, and an amused look in their eyes. “Odysseus dressed as a beggar. Does myth mirror reality, or reality myth?”
Odysseus frowned, looking down on himself, then turning to Euphemia. “Do I look a beggar?”
Euphemia made a ‘kind of’ gesture with her hand, causing Heike to laugh. “My apologies lord, I assumed that was what you were going for...is this just how nobles dress now? It has been a great many years since I walked among such circles.” They gestured to the figure who brought them here, whom responded with a nod, and left rather unceremoniously, as Heike approached a coup, gently placing the crow inside. “Tell me, Lord Odysseus, what brings you to Arnaeus? My sources say you are on the trail of the High Warden, though the why is only speculation.” They looked to Odysseus over their shoulder. “And there is much speculation. Share with us, if you would, the why.”

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Odger Eiximenis @odgereiximenis.bsky.social · 4d

The monotoned menace, Kieran. Just a weird spacey dude in a world full of "down to earth" people.

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Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 5d

From afar, a wave of tents may seem unruly, but from within, one can find order, care, understanding and comradery.

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“Don’t take this the wrong way, but, I think you’re a really bad noble. By noble standards I mean.” Euphemia snorted, with an approving grin.
Odysseus laughed. “I try my best.”
It took an hour to reach the center of camp, weaving through different makeshift pathways and, on some occasions, climbing over obstacles. At one point it seemed that they would enter one of the large terminals of the space port, as they approached close enough for Odysseus to peer inside and see a number of large tents, though the groups within all seemed to be families. He was surprised when their guide took them in a different direction. “Heike is not in one of the buildings?” Odysseus inquired, not expecting an answer.
The figure chuckled. “We try to keep the children and elderly in the buildings, and families together of course. Heike is able bodied, so they are out on the runways.”
“Fair is fair.” Euphemia muttered.
“The laws of the land.” the figure joked.

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Odger Eiximenis @odgereiximenis.bsky.social · 7d

THE WAY I FORGOT TO POST THIS VERSION, I SUCK AT SOCIAL MEDIA
At least my discord is popping with stuff like this >:]
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OC's belong to @drottningjotunn.bsky.social and me

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Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 8d

Odysseus is touchy about his creatures, and Naturalist is probably the only title the noble has he would claim pride in. Even so, it seems the reputatiom of him and his allies preceed them...

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Odysseus’ eyes went skyward, wondering, and hoping, if he could spot any. “Birds are intelligent friends to have, for a great many reasons.”
“Oh right, you’re an animal guy, huh?” Euphemia snorted. “Achilles mentioned that, and I guess you did have that big ranch.”
“Delos is not a ranch.” Odysseus clicked his tongue. “It is a sanctified space where nature can run its course outside of our technological world. Also the term is Naturalist.”
“Whatever you say, lordling.” Euphemia grinned. “Now try and look less regal, you’re drawing attention to us.”
“Calling me lordling audibly to all around us probably is not helping either.” Odysseus grunted, eyes darting to each person that had noted their presence. Though he attempted to project to those that watched he was no threat to them or their livelihood. As skilled as he was, he would not have been able to escape should things turn violent, especially not without abandoning Euphemia, which did not even come into his calculations.
Their progress, however, was soon halted by a hooded figure appearing in their way. “Odysseus, Lord of Iraklidis, what brings you to our humble home? With the disgraced builder Euphemia no less.”

Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 10d

Will a wall crumble or fall due to this 'fated' meeting of pauper leader, and high lord? Perhaps common ground yet remains...

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“It was not fated so.” Odysseus noted, emphasized with a click of the tongue, eyes wandering the perimeter, hands in his pockets.
Euphemia snorted. “You believe in fate?”
“I believe in self fulfilling prophecies.” Odysseus noted, looking up once again at the rust, and rubbing a hand through his hair. “And that no wall is permanent.” He turned back towards the sea of tents. “Do you know of a leader or council we could ask questions of?”
“Five years ago there was someone, but that’s a long time in homeless years.” Euphemia said, her own eyes scanning the shifting forms of the camp below them, as if expecting to spot who she spoke of. “They may have moved on, or died.”
“It is a start. Let us find this...”
“Heike.” Euphemia said, following Odysseus to the camp. “They liked to keep birds.”

Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 12d

With a solar systems worth of resources and space, it is as simpler thing to leave what has not proven useful to rot. The Modus Operandi of Waset

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The shanty town was structured throughout a long abandoned space port, where once an outbreak of Terren Flu caused a quarantine of travelers. Once the outbreak was handled, however, the space port shared the fate of a great many structures and projects in that it was just more cost effective to build a new one somewhere else. That coupled with the fact that many did not trust immigrants for some time after, the myth that they still held disease feeding prejudice, those travelers left after the quarantine, and those that would come after, built the tent city now called Arnaeus.
Euphemia pointed up with her large mechanical finger at the partially built wall, defaced and rusting. Odysseus frowned at the abandoned resources, just left out to rot. “Just abouts there was where I worked. Each section was a different set of contracts.” She pointed off to the right and in the distance, a similar section could be seen. “Four sections, at four points, eventually we were going to meet in the middle.”
“It was not fated so.” Odysseus noted, emphasized with a click of the tongue, eyes wandering the perimeter, hands in his pockets.

Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 15d

Potentially the worst fate in Waset, being sent to the ever growing junkyard of the Reign Belt, where all that is expected...is that you will die slowly.

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“You can say that again.” Euphemia chuckled, pointing to a spot on her head. “I was on a section while some of the homeless protested, Centehua among them. She tossed a rock right at me, knocking me out. It was to my benefit, I suppose. For ‘sleeping on the job’ my contract was nullified, so I wasn’t in the company when it was exiled.”
“I remember when word hit us.” Odysseus mused slightly, hands in his pockets. “One of my sister's lovers also spent time in Arnaeus and she was sympathetic. It was a group of her friends that had them banished. Did you have friends still in the company?”
Euphemia shrugged, “Contracts are hard to get, rivals I didn’t completely hate at best. Still though,” She shivered. “Banished to the Reign Belt...at the edge of the duat, waiting for your ship to run out of resources, cold, hungry. Don’t know that anyone deserves that.”
“I do not disagree.” Odysseus muttered, as they arrived at the Arnaeus Shanties.

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Dani Grillo | Commissions Open @danigrillo.com · 16d

Some commission offerings. More options available over on my ko-fi!

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BRISSEAUX @brisseaux.bsky.social · 17d

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The Cuix (sketch comms open) @thecuix.bsky.social · 17d

sketch commissions are still open ! :3

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Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 17d

Fortune takes strange forms, something Euphemia can certianly attest. Will it hold, however? And for that matter, would it behoove her for it to do so?

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“Muck.” Euphemia hissed, crossing her arms with a clank. “Well, Pharaoh’s luck that Centie has practice with her band today?”
Odysseus raised an eyebrow. “Not a fan of the Shanties?”
“She spent time there, as many immigrants do.” She explained, as the two began to walk towards Arnaeus.
“Is that where you met?” Odysseus asked, beginning to wonder if he should have someone else come with him, to avoid Euphemia unnecessary pain.
She laughed. “Yeah, in a way, it is. Although our first meeting was brief. I was contracted to help with building the wall.”
Odysseus blinked at that, raising an eyebrow. Five years back, there was an attempt to close off the Arnaeus Shanties, or at least prevent their expansion further into the city, with the construction of a wall around it. “Strange beginnings.”
“You can say that again.” Euphemia chuckled, pointing to a spot on her head. “I was on a section while some of the homeless protested, Centehua among them. She tossed a rock right at me, knocking me out. It was to my benefit, I suppose. For ‘sleeping on the job’ my contract was nullified, so I wasn’t in the company when it was exiled.”

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Diamond Black @diamsart.bsky.social · 17d

Did a thing with @sunsabes.bsky.social #oc — Seiji! 🖤🤍. Really just a thank you for being such an awesome client. That's right folks! You tip well, you probably get thanked with more art xd.

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Monarobot @monarobot.bsky.social · 21d

Astel, Naturalborn of the Void #EldenRing

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Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 19d

Euphemia knows the signs of chronic pains when she sees it, even if one such as Odysseus attempts to hide it.

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“You look like rotting bog muck, Odysseus.” Euphemia chuckled as the noble approached her.
“Your honesty, while usually appreciated in most circumstances, is unnecessary in the moment.” He grunted, rubbing the bridge of his forehead. “I feel like....whatever you said.”
“Did you take something already?” Euphemia asked, with some sincerity, approaching him. “I have something for when the pain gets too much.” She mentioned, tapping her leg with a metal fist, making a loud thunk.
“I have, though I will keep it in mind for later if needed.” Odysseus sighed, feeling far too tired for how early in the day it was. “I appreciate your kindness.”
She shrugged. “You’ve done a lot for us already, and Centie likes you. For the moment, that’s enough for me.”
She stretched, which lead to a combination of joints popping and mechanical whirs and clinking. “So what’s on the agenda today? Kyoko figured out who Alexios is in bed with....ah muck a poor choice of words for that pervert.”
“Kyoko discovered both paperwork as well as conversations Alexios had last night mentioning the Arnaeus Shanties.” Odysseus informed her.

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Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 22d

You cannot avoid theh line forever, Odysseus, nor from the choices that must be made...

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Zagreus snarled, and turned to Kyoko. “You seem the sensible type. Keep my brother safe long enough for me to join you in,” he gestured to the box. “Whatever this is.” With that he turned on his heels and slammed the door after him as he left.
Kyoko, turned to Odysseus. “If I may, my lord, I like him.”
Odysseus sighed. “As do I. It would be simpler if I did not.” He grunted, rubbing his head. “Let us get going.”
“He’s hot.” Shoji noted. When Kyoko glared at him, he shrugged. “What?”
A small smile flickered on Odysseus as he shook his head, amused. “Yes I have heard similar comments from others.” He walked to the chest, and flipped it open, reaching to the bottom and pulling from the bottle, taking a hefty swig. “Help me out of these awful robes so we can get far from this place.”
“How far do we plan to take this, Odysseus?” Kyoko asked suddenly. “At a certain point that decision may be made for us, I’d rather you make it.”
Odysseus looked at her, trying hard not to consider her words and grunted, tossing the bottle onto the clothes. “The others are waiting on us.”

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Lina Svärd 🐻 Commissions open! @softlywool.bsky.social · 24d

Jax and Pomni from The Amazing Digital Circus.

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Jotunn @drottningjotunn.bsky.social · 24d

Even a man of patience like Zagreus can only handle so much of his brothers bull headidness. No one is blaming you there.

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“So you have been going to the city.” Zagreus grunted, seeming to recognize the box. “If not a squadron, take me. You know I will keep my tongue.”
“Zagreus, you are about to move into becoming a true spartan, as our mother always wished.” Odysseus placed both hands on the mans shoulders and squeezed. “You cannot abandon your post. I shall be safe, I swear.”
Zagreus' eyes narrowed. “You think our mother would be less disappointed were I let you die?!”
“Is my death providence?” Odysseus snorted, giving his brother a wry smile and a raised eyebrow. “If you know something I do not, do speak! Provide the evidence, and I shall acquiesce to your will.”
Zagreus scowled, throwing his hands up in the air. “Fine! Go then.” he jabbed a finger at Odysseus. “But don’t come crying to me if you come home dead.”
“I can promise you that I would not come home dead. I would be dead.” Odysseus snorted.

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