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  • onibri:

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    That is what Ancient Spirits looks like

  • Spheres

    Imagine a dimension where like
    attract like, and all things common aggregate one to another, while
    repulsing anything uncommon. Soon, each domain would end up as the
    optimal shape ; Spheres. And now, imagine that with energy, sound,
    ideas, emotions. Overcategorization is in itself a form of madness.

    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook

           
           

  • onibri:

    Meet the turnimouse! (turnip+mouse) 😅 This photoshop sketch took me way too long, another proof I need to get back on more sketching and lightning.

    Skweeeee ! Adorable !
    It really like the absence of pupil on most of small rodents.

  • onibri:

    Meet the turnimouse! (turnip+mouse) 😅 This photoshop sketch took me way too long, another proof I need to get back on more sketching and lightning.

    Skweeeee ! Adorable !
    It really like the absence of pupil on most of small rodents.

  • Brewing is magic

    I like brewing my own hydromel.
    Fermentation is a magic process, full of mysteries, traditions, science and careful crafting.

    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook, with color pencil enhancements.
           
           

  • The Bloody Tongue

    “To satisfy the god, the cult
    abducts villagers and sacrifices them. Then the god appears in all his
    terrible glory. He is nearly as tall as the mountain itself. He has no
    face; only a blood-red tongue hangs down from where the top of his head
    would be. The mere sight of this hideous god can drive men mad.”

    – Larry DiTillio & Lynn Willis, Masks Of Nyarlathotep

    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook from my Great Old Ones & Their Kin series for an upcoming Elder Gods Tarot project

  • Ascending the Cathedral

    Step by step,
    Angels wept,
    Closer to the top,
    With each clop,
    My sword’s heavier
    Heartbeat stronger
    Must keep going,
    Must keep fighting.

    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook

           
           

  • Xipe Totec

    “The annual festival of Xipe
    Totec was celebrated on the spring equinox before the onset of the rainy
    season; it was known as Tlacaxipehualiztli. This festival took place in
    March at the time of the Spanish Conquest. Forty days before the
    festival of Xipe Totec, an Indian slave who was captured at war was
    dressed to represent the living god who was honored during this period.
    This occurred in every ward of the city, which resulted in multiple
    Indians being selected. The central ritual act of "Tlacaxipehualiztli”
    was the gladiatorial sacrifice of war prisoners, which both began and
    culminated the festival. On the next day of the festival, the game of
    canes was performed in the manner of two bands. The first band were
    those who took the part of Xipe Totec and went dressed in the skins of
    the war prisoners who were killed the previous day, so the fresh blood
    was still flowing. The opposing band was composed of daring soldiers who
    were brave and fearless, and who took part in the combat with the
    others. After the conclusion of this game, those who wore the human
    skins went around throughout the whole town, entering houses and
    demanding that those in the houses give them some alms or gifts for the
    love of Xipe Totec. While in the houses, they sat down on sheaves of
    tzapote leaves and put on necklaces which were made of ears of corn and
    flowers. They had them put on garlands and give them pulque to drink,
    which was their wine. Annually, slaves or captives were selected as
    sacrifices to Xipe Totec. After having the heart cut out, the body was
    carefully flayed to produce a nearly whole skin which was then worn by
    the priests for twenty days during the fertility rituals that followed
    the sacrifice. This act of putting on new skin was a ceremony called
    ‘Neteotquiliztli’ translating to “impersonation of a god”. The skins
    were often adorned with bright feathers and gold jewellery when worn.
    During the festival, victorious warriors wearing flayed skins carried
    out mock skirmishes throughout Tenochtitlan, they passed through the
    city begging alms and blessed whoever gave them food or other offerings.
    When the twenty-day festival was over, the flayed skins were removed
    and stored in special containers with tight-fitting lids designed to
    stop the stench of putrefaction from escaping. These containers were
    then stored in a chamber beneath the temple.“

    – Annual festival of Tlacaxipehualiztli, Wikipedia.

    Sometimes reality is creepier than fiction.

    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook from my Great Old Ones & Their Kin series for an upcoming Elder Gods Tarot project

  • Dragon Podcasting

    You were listening to “Come here and get me, you hairless ape !” by Dracostrength.
    And
    now a special magic recipe for all our draconic auditors ! With this
    new low-level, easy-to-learn spell, you will be able to transmute steel
    to clay. So, next time you’re having a full-armored paladin for meal,
    don’t waste time to husk him and just cast this spell to prepare
    yourself a delicious meat à l’étouffée by stem cooking the whole !

    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook
           
           

  • Orient-Express – The Maudslay Collection

    London, British Museum, January 1923

    – And now gentlemen, it’s time for our Pièce de Resistance !
    Julius
    Smith took a dramatic pause, then unveil a massive statue of a woman
    with a delicately chiseled head of a cat. The audience gasped as they
    saw the eyes of the statue shining brightly, giving life to what was
    with no doubt the pinnacle of the exposition.
    – I present you
    Bubastis ! Excavated from what we though was a simple mastaba in 1882
    during the Maudslay expedition, this was in fact the central piece of an
    ancient temple dedicated to the well-known cat goddess, also known as
    Bastet.
    The professor kept going on about the probable significance
    and datation of the statue. Choura and Cihat listened patiently but Carl
    was intrigued by the brilliance of the opal eyes. Moving around, he
    soon discovered the reason of his fascination : theses stone were not
    crimped, they were natively included into the rock the statue’s head was
    sculpted from ! Theses eyes were two polished and connected outcrops of
    one big chunk of chalcedony.

    Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook
    Excerpt from an ongoing run of Call of Cthulhu Campaign : Terror on the Orient-Express