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    From the album The Character Bin

    Made some new art of bevel since she's been loosening up a bit thanks to some new influences. As of now she's working on some new projects that could be useful to more than a few people. A certain stallion who makes use of her creations may soon find himself being asked to assist her in the testing of one of her newest gadgets. Let's hope this stallion won't be too busy on his honeymoon. ;)
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    From the album Requests, Gifts, Commissions

    From time to time I draw gift art for the people who continually Like and support my artwork. Tacobob is one such person who has been "Like"ing my stuff since the very first picture I uploaded in my gallery almost three years ago, and Ciraxis is also someone who's constantly supporting my art. I was originally planning on just drawing one character, but then realized there was a perfect opportunity for me to thank both supporters at the same time. I really hope I didn't butcher Swift Squall's design - his app wasn't very descriptive on what he looked like, especially the mane. I also really apologize for not included the shades he apparently wears day in and day out. I really tried, but they looked truly awful at this angle, I could not get them to look like anything other than a strange lump sitting on his face. Fire Walker was Fire Walker, as per the norm, though with the addition of a shiny new bracelet! Fire Walker (c) tacobob Swift Squall (c) Ciraxis
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    From the album OC Art

    I haven't really drawn anything in forever - guess I'm just going through some sort of dry spell - but I decided to sit down today and draw something substantial if it killed me. Chibi ponies totally count as substantial. I haven't really been inspired to draw anything in recent RPs and such that I've been in, so I eventually just ended up doodling some chibi characters frolicking around and probably plotting mass chaos and destruction. This chibi style was actually pretty fun to draw, I might try to draw random chibi characters from around the forums if I feel up to it. Shadowmane (c) Bellosh
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    From the album Doodles 'n the Like

    "Yeah, I'm being cute. What about it?" I dunno, I hadn't drawn Inkbrand in a while, I was bored, things happen. I take no responsibility for my actions.
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    From the album MLP Characters

    Been having a lot of fun with these Okami drawings again, but I wasn't sure what character to draw next. I do have two other dragon ponies to draw, but neither of them are prominent enough for me to really have a desire to Okami-fy them. So, I wafted a bit, until I got a request to see Prince Blueblood from the show in this style. I thusly present to you said Prince, in all his magnificent, rose-tinted, sparkling visage, with the rose petals dancing in the wind behind him. Such sparkle, much wow. This was actually a really easy one to do, I sketched and finished it in like...an hour? Maybe not even an hour. It's always a chore trying to keep the overall look and "feel" of a hair style when it's billowing and waving in the wind, but I think I managed a pretty good job in this one! Prince Blueblood (c) Hasbro
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    From the album OC Art

    Woooooah now. Been a long while since I uploaded one of these. But I figured, seeing how the art style is Japanese in origin, that I needed to draw at least one of my eastern characters in the style, and I have to say, I'm pretty pleased with the result. For anyone not familiar with the series, I drew a bunch of cast characters in the style of the Okami games a while ago, trying to mimic an ink and paint feel. I still haven't really figured out how to do that with solid lines (still searching for a good "ink" brush) but the hair usually turns out great thanks to a really neat brush I found that twists and bends around on itself. In this instance, I chose Ryuichi as my test subject because Neighpon and Shogun, but I had a lot of fun with this. I might try drawing my other eastern-themed characters in this style, because playing around with that twisty brush is just too much fun not to use it again and again and again!
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    From the album Requests, Gifts, Commissions

    Belated happy birthday to SteelEagle! As a birthday gift to him, I asked if he had something he wanted me to draw. One of his suggestions was "pathfinder adventurin'" - thus, a speed paint of Pathfinder traveling to remote corners of the world to find the mysterious and ancient *vague hand wave* of the lost *vague hand wave* civilization. About and hour and a half for this speed paint. I am pleasantly surprised with how it turned out, especially considering that I haven't done a speed paint in a long while, and landscapes have never been one of my strong points. Still, it turned out pretty nicely, if I do say so myself. Pathfinder's not really doing anything adventurous in and of herself, but the fact that's she out in this remote, wet marshland is totes adventurous enough, right? The correct answer is yes. Yes it is. Pathfinder (c) SteelEagle
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    From the album OC Art

    Yay, more Okami pictures with more eastern-themed characters. The hair kind of came out wonky on this one, but I decided to just leave be. When Mei lets her hair down, it falls in a straight line, so it's kind of hard to draw it billowing in the wind with the twisty brush I use for the mane and tail. Still, I like it better than my first attempt. I had initially planned to draw Mei with her hair done up and wearing an Empress' crown, because or her tendency to daydream she's an empress and such - but then I figured an Okami picture should be true to the character themselves, rather than what that particular character wishes they were, if that makes sense. It should be a picture solely of Mei, not a picture of what Mei wishes she were like. But that's all hooplah. The important thing is Ooookaaaamiii!
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    From the album OC Art

    'Bout time for another one of these, isn't it? Yeah...yeah, 'bout time. These are the character log pictures for some newer characters of mine. The Ryuichi one is actually old (I just used the same picture for his character log profile rather than make a new one), though I realized that I completely forgot to include Dawnguard's picture in the last set I did. So, there he is now, poor guy. ...If you can't tell, I've developed a bit of a liking towards Longmas/Ryumas.
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    From the album My OCs

    This is Nymph, a changeling who suffers from albinism.Because of this, whenever he changes into another creature or object, he is always discolored. The reason for this is his inability to see and process colors appropriately. He is completely colorblind, and for that reason was exiled from the hive as he is unable to do the one thing a changeling is supposed to do appropriately.
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    From the album My OCs

    Anubis is a very loyal diamond dog who was originally a service diamond dog to a creature known as the Sphinx over 1,000 years ago. The Sphinx's legend dates back to times before Equestria was formed. The Sphinx was said to be a noble and knowledgeable leader, building her land on an empire made of sand. The Sphinx's rule was simple. Only the one who holds the most knowledge would be the ruler of the empire. Many ponies and delegates from all across the land would attempt to solve these riddles that she would make. Royalty and brilliant philosophers eagerly challenged her for a spot in her nirvana of an empire. One day, a young peasant pony had traveled from her own town, challenging the Sphinx for a spot in her empire. However, unlike all of those before her, the young pony quickly finished all of the trials, tasks, and puzzles before her, eventually defeating the Sphinx herself. Appalled from her own defeat, she predicted that the empire of sand would fall and start anew under the hoof of the young pony. From that point, she had exiled herself, sealing herself and her companion Anubis with her in stone Upon excavation of the ruins that Anubis and the treasures of the Sphinx were laid with her, the contact had caused Anubis to be released from his stone prison. Confused and unsure, he followed the ponies who had found him back to Equestria to start a new life.
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    From the album Requests, Gifts, Commissions

    Ryuichi's finally getting some family members, yay! PryoBlaze's newest Kirin character is Ryuichi's younger brother, and also the current Ōmetsuke of Neighpon. He values justice and the pursuit of the truth, both very good qualities for an Ōmetsuke to have! This was pretty fast and simple sketching, lineart, then color, though in truth I wasn't even sure I was going to be able to do this one. Thank God I was, because I really like being able to visualize the characters my own characters interact with! The contrast between the coat and mane is really visually striking, in my opinion. Here's to more of Ryuichi's circle of friends, peers, and acquaintances getting visual representation! Ishi (c) PyroBlaze
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    At the center of one of Whitescar's largest forests, by a long river that slithers further to the core of the land itself... there lays a curious source of light and sound. Boisterous and occasionally bawdy laughter accompanied by spirited musics serve as a good omen to any wanderer in these treacherous woods: For they have found the heart of the north-eastern forest. Skogr Hjarta: The oft talked about home of the Askr clan. Great walls of sturdy lumber and stone serve as a massive ring of protection around what from above appears to be nothing but a series of hills of varying size within smaller rings. Up close however, one would find that these hills hide the homes of the eccentric residents of this forest they have come the closest to taming. The homes of the residents of the east forest are called turf houses. Their roofs hidden by the grass and snow of the season with surprisingly spacious interiors. Warm hearths, communal baths lay beneath the cold weather that harasses the clan daily. Some structures are more visible to the scouting eye than others, such as the ritual buildings that serve as places of worship to the gods of the caribou. The three primary deities that clan Askr put their faith in being a trinity of beings: Tuktu, Qalipu, and Hreinn. Tuktu is the askr clan's spirit of war, fertility and loyalty. Associated with not just the night sky but the stars that speckle it's majesty. According to myths every star in the sky they can see and cannot is one of their clan's fallen. Watching over them and cheering on their prosperity. Qalipu is a the clan's spirit of wisdom, compassion, love, and is closely associated with the practice of Seidr. The shaman of the clan will often hold great festivals and celebrations around the time of the aurora as it hangs and wafts overhead. Hreinn is a deity with more mystery and obscurity about him, Refered to as both the spirit and guardian of the eastern forest Askr lives in... Hreinn is a cold, harsh, but not uncaring spirit. Said to be the being who grants strength to those who pass the askr will test, he represents the unending challenges of life and his graces can be felt both in the tranquil moments in the wilds and the bristling of fur on your neck when you feel as if you are being stalked. While the Askr clan still show a clear preference for the major deities they feel most benefit them. Travelers can still find shrines to gods from other clans to be used and revered as any faithful wanderer may see fit. These structures serve as places of reverence for not just the gods, but also their fallen: Stories are often shared of past heroes and how now they have taken their place among the stars. Adjacent to the ritual buildings and at the center of the fortress ring is the chieftain's keep. The Chieftain's keep differs from most buildings inside the rings as it is built beneath the largest tree at the center of the fort-city and is reinforced with more stone and iron that the rest of the buildings. It is an old building that stood since the clan's genesis, Surrounded by large rune-stones around it with intricately detailed carvings of the heroes to the clan who have occupied it. In this hall is the seat of what government the Askr clan has. The chieftain of the clan makes their home in this keep, protected by the elite guard of the clan who also stands watch over their family members. TO what few invading clans who have made it to the heart of the forest they have been met by the challenge the keep puts in their path. Tall stone walls rest on top of a great mound created by the past members of the clan. The slope of this mound making getting any siege engine's close a trial, and the great tree above making maneuvering longboats to attack from above even harder to manage. Not all inside the fortress ring are hills and trees however. Within the city there are several worn streets made by those who walk these paths so often on busy days. Longhouses lay close to eachother, some of them connected to the turf houses partly below the surface. These buildings serve as a sort of face to those who travel to their clan's territory. Many of the these structures being taverns and shops, selling the wares that make them so effective in both travel and conflict. It is in this aspect of the clan that Askr enjoys showing the most, especially to travelers from foreign lands. Any pony, griffin, zebra, or otherwise that can make it through the ancient woods that surround the heart have already proved strong enough to be celebrated. A curious blend of turf and boathouses have also been created by the eastern caribou, attempted attacks that somehow make it past the dangerous wilds and the great sea of trees flummoxed by ships that seem to come from nowhere. Dotting the insides of the ring there are several of the clans' namesake trees, standing guard over them and protecting from outside threats. In the present years, The heart has grown quite a few sizes in these days. The clan's rise as a power player in modern Whitescar politics has grown the Heart to a size rivalling even Barn. It boasts an impressive population and diverse members, all of whom wear the clan's symbol. Clans of the Ages: Records of Whitescar Eydis Hildusdottir, Skald and Historian of Clan Hakon
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    From the album My OCs

    I. LOVE. SATAWA. One of my favorite OCs for sure.
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    From the album My OCs

    He's a zebra prince who's just trying to get married haha
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    From the album My OCs

    This is Acrimony. She is the only OC that I won't be using here on Canterlot, sadly as she is not a member of an approved species. However, I still love my draconequus babe! Like all draconequi, she is a being made up from chaotic magic, and uses her magic for chaotic things. She has a typical, long body, a head of a pony, a snake eye, the teeth of a beaver, the arms of an alligator, a singular and tiny pegasus wing, the leg of a pony, the leg of a changeling, and a long fish tail. She may seem like the scary creature at first, bouncing off the walls with her excitable nature, but she ADORES ponies. She is an OC that I have grown fond of. despite her funky design!
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    From the album My OCs

    She's a giraffe. : >
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    From the album Rex's Art

    An old doodle I had, finally colored it in.
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    From the album Mane 6 and characters

    Maaaaaaaaaaaaybe I'll keep this up and draw the rest of the Mane 6. Here's Fluttershy!
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    All across Whitescar Caribou deal with these creatures: Trolls. To an outsider it may appear these beings are no different to any of the other monstrous aggressive creatures that roam the lands. This is absolutely untrue. Trolls come in all different sizes, shapes, and can even have entirely different ways of existing. There are, however recurring acts that occur across most of the differing subspecies along with appearances. The most common breed of troll that causes the caribou inhabitants no shortness of grief would be the Cave troll. When outsiders think of the trolls of Whitescar these are most likely what are pictured: bull moose sized creatures, covered in shaggy brown fur, with longish tails. Their maws are full of sharp teeth held by long muzzles, small eyes and a thinly furred face. Known for traveling in packs, stealing from homesteads, and even kidnapping caribou from caravans and in their cradles: These trolls are detested even amongst the rebel clans. It's a shame that those who visit almost hear only about the latest events that the cavern dwellers have caused as they would see that there are a great deal of other trolls in the land who clash greatly with their ground dwelling counterparts. There is a friendly face among the trolls: The Nisse. The Nisse are a curious … and rather cute species of troll when you can convince them to show themselves. Not much larger than a mouse, A Nisse is covered in a large fluff of brown fur. From what has been seen their eyes are rarely visible, typically covered up by the aforementioned fur. They have slightly stubby muzzles and usually you can tell their mood by tiny smiles they sport or the tiny frowns they express... then again it's rare to get them to show themselves to a simple traveler. Usually Nisse make their homes in the dwellings of caribou, rather than messing up the place or stealing from the homeowners they've been most known for cleaning, and assisting with certain things around the house in exchange for food if the owner of the home can provide it. Finding and observing them proves to be a very difficult task, in no small part thanks to their impressive speed and surprising strength. There are no records of them ever harming a caribou of their own accord, rather they have been known to be a great hindrance to thieves who enter a home uninvited. A middle ground between friendly and hostile has been most notably filled by the neutral Forest Trolls. These beings are large enough you could conceivably build a small house on their backs if said backs weren't covered in shrubbery and trees of varying sizes. They seem to be herbivorous, mostly eating berry bushes of all types. If approached carefully and respectfully they are known to tolerate the presence of Caribou so long as they don't attempt anything aggressive towards them. The most unusual trolls that Caribou have dealt with would be the mysterious Hulder. Some skalds and historians are still unsure if they can be called true trolls at all. Seeing as the Hulder have a strange form of unusually attractive members of the caribou species with some subtle and not so subtle hints at their troll origins. A traveler could have met a Hulder without even knowing, as all of them who appear to the rest of Caribou kind wear thick clothing such as robes in order to hide the troll tails that take the place of the small tufted tails natural caribou have. Still a very reclusive species they are not known to be aggressive, in fact they are comparable to the Nisse in that they will sometimes assist hardworking caribou with tasks and then just disappear. The most dangerous and frightening Troll breeds would be elemental trolls. Mountain trolls, Rime Trolls, Wind Trolls, and Sea trolls. These trolls are especially notorious... but few only three of these types have been seen regularly. The Mountain trolls are great stone behemoths, dangerously territorial and aggressive they seem to monitor and patrol the spine of the world serpent. The reason these trolls are rarely encountered during daytimes was made known through them. When the daylight comes and hits them, they turn to their namesake and merge into the mountains until the sunlight fades. Rime trolls also disappear during the daytime, but are also limited to appearing only during freak snowstorms and blizzards. Suspected to be kin to the Wind troll who roam the flatlands. They are known for their ability to produce gale force, freezing winds from their maws. One of the troll breeds who show some form of intelligence, they are often accompanied by large white lupine creatures who produce small whiteouts around them. Any great windstorm that plagues the flatlands or plains out of nowhere at night can readily be blamed on the Wind Trolls known as the Kajsa. Despite their tendency to cause dangerous windstorms they are relatively rare to anger. It is possible to converse with one but don't expect to hold it's attention long before you're blown to the distance for being “Boring”. Sea Trolls are only seen on Whitescar shorelines. Much like the trolls native to the mountains, they tower over most creatures. They tend to build small, crude settlements along the shores and almost never venture inland. They are however fiercely terrotorial and will ambush and assault any vessel in the water or airship that is low enough for them to bring down via thrown projectile. On occasion these creatures can be seen in battles with the Kaiju who harass neighpon, recent reports suggest that they may be trying to tame younger versions of the beasts for unknown purposes. Finally we come to the most difficult to find breed of troll in Whitescare: The Fire Trolls called the Surtr. Visual accounts of this breed are hard to come by as they often make residence in the deepest caverns and ancient ruins of Whitescar. Journals by explorers depict them as being jet black quadrupedal giants with burning orange eyes. Thankfully these beasts rarely leave their dwellings unless provoked or something is stolen from them. To any travelers curious about the trolls. I advise you not try to observe or analyze these creatures without a native guide. Magical Fauna of Whitescar: Trolls Eydis Hildusdottir, Skald and Historian of Clan Hakon
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    From the album My OCs

    She waves hello. : )
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    First day of my placement at a primary school: Kid 1: Are you married? Me: No? Kid 2: Are you in love with anyone? Me: No, I don't have a girlfriend. Kid 2: Are you gonna live alone in a big house? Me: Yea, probably.
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    ╭The Government of Neighpon - The Sun Rises in the East╮ The Government of Neighpon - The Sun Rises in the East ╰The Government of Neighpon - The Sun Rises in the East╯ While Neighpon is advanced in ways the rest of the world is still struggling to comprehend, its government remains a mixture of a feudalistic empire and a modernized democracy. Although the most advanced cities have grown to elect their Ministers through the voice of the herd, the entirety of Neighpon still remains firmly under the Shogun's hoof. As Head of the State, the Shogun is the ultimate authority in all national government, and although rarely involved in any government levels lower than national, he or she still holds authority over the prefectural and municipal levels of government, if he or she chooses to take action. The Shogun is even formally referred to as Heika, an ancient form of address equal to an emperor or king. With Neighpon always on the edge of advancement and growth, many have advocated an end to the position of the Shogun, calling instead for a Cabinet of leaders to share equal responsibility - however, others fear a return to in-fighting and disunity without a Shogun, citing the country's advancement as possible only with a Head of State reigning supreme, and are content with the self-appointed Ministers and Councilmares that are rarely interfered with. Whatever the case, the Shogun remains unparalleled in power and jurisdiction - power that is shared, but not wholly given, to the Shogunate directly beneath him or her. Part I : The Primary Shogunate Part II : The Secondary Shogunate Part III : Prefectures and Municipals
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    "At the gala, at the gala...hmmm hmm hmm hmmm hmm hm hmmmmm!" Pinkie jumped high and twirled in the air. The earth pony of smiles and fun landed delicately on one hoof before blowing a harsh note from her party horn. "Pinkie Pie!" Princess Twilight Sparkle chided her friend as they trotted towards the wedding. "This is a wedding, not the Grand Galloping Gala and certainly not one of your crazy parties!" "Crazy parties?!" Pinkie shoved her face into Twi's for a moment. "CRAZY PARTIES??!!!" She seemed outraged before her face split into the hugest of grins. "You mean off the wall, super duper amazing, sure to make your jaw drop from sheer excitement parties? Right?" Twi let a small breath escape her muzzle. "Of course Pinkie." She smiled a cute smile as her friend bounded ahead once more. "That's right of course!" She blew on her party horn once more. Canterlot Gardens was outfitted fit for a wedding! Which was perfect because there was in fact to be a wedding on this most special of days. White bunting floated gracefully in the light breeze. Symbols of fire and ice entwined had been tastefully located here and there. Everything looked perfect! "Gosh Twilight the gardens look really great today don't they?" Spike jogged along beside his friends. "I should hope they do! On a day like today, these lucky mares deserve the best!" She cast a glance to her friends. "Now, let's not forget why we're here. Fluttershy, are your friends ready?" The soft yellow pegasus looked skyward. "Oh yes Twilight! Everyone is ready!" As she spoke a few brightly colored song birds alighted on her back and mane. "Aren't you my cute little friends?" The birds trilled and chorused their positive response. "Just like we rehearsed, right?" Another chorus of trills. "And Pinkie, you're in charge of the flowers right?" "Righty roo!" Pinkie pronounced, a huge bouquet of flowers appearing from behind her back. "Spike?" Twilight eyed her faithful assistant. "Rings?" He patted the pocket on his chest. "Check!" "Great! Let's make this the most special of days, shall we?" The Princess of Friendship stepped forth, ready to help a shining example of love and friendship tie their bonds tight for life! Twilight noted the guests that had already arrived. She smile at some, waved at others. Soon she came upon Ice Storm and Discord. "Ready to go?" She asked casually, eyeing the god of chaos for a brief moment.
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    Two (unofficial) lore articles in a week! I'm on a roll!
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    A vast sea of trees... a very accurate description of the Forest that takes up the North and eastern territories of Whitescar. To those who approach this intimidating place would find the name of it confusing, depending on what season one came to see it. Much like all of the lands outside of the serpent's spine, The Whitescar forest is verdant land of such grace that it rivals even that of the forests of Equestria: at least during the warmer season. During the winter seasons is when it lives up to it's name, just like the rest of the land it rests in. As things grow colder, most of the trees that make up the body of the forest turn various shades of ashen gray. Some of the trunks and leaves shifting between muted, dull blues, purples and greens depending on the breed of flora. Those who know the forest well tend not to travel much outside of their homes on the winter nights as it is easy to become lost and wander off the roads. The warmer seasons of Whitescar are when the untamed beauty of the forest is on full display. Lush, tall grasses grow. Great canopies of various trees that let rays from the sun shine through the leaves like fleeting rays of warmth. Flowers, roots, and all types of unusual forms of plant life grow all throughout the soil. Despite the verdant growth, farming is far from easy. Harvesting of the forest's namesake trees occurs fairly often by the powerful clan of the region. The Askr Tree is the abundant in this part of Whitescar: A powerful boon that has helped maintain the power of Clan armies and the creation of longboats due to it's unusual property that allows it to disrupt and nullify many types of magic. Beasts and odd magical beings still roam these woods actively, especially during the night. It is not uncommon to find abandoned settlements set up by those attempting to make a living farther away from the paths showing signs of recent Great troll attacks. Other threats that stalk this forest do exist, but once the sun sets it is best to stay close to the path and set up a camp … and also make sure that you enlist the aide of the Nisse: a group of magical beings that are said to live all throughout the forest. Not dissimilar to the 'breezies' of equestria (at least in size). These entities from the accounts of those who say they've seen them... are diminutive creatures who wear small hats, are sturdy and quick. Gaining their favor by leaving treats outside your hearth or by your campire will result in their protection for the night for campers, and sometimes even useful items brought to them as well. The are tails of other species of troll that stalk the forest, ones I at least think I have not run into. A more difficult to find subspecies of them are said to be heard in the forests at any time of day. These trolls are called the Hulder: The secret. Despite the ominous name, it is entirely possible for a polite visitor to have met them and never known it due to the fact they are identical to caribou. Usually they wear thrick clothing that hides their hind quarters as unlike true clansbou of whitescar... they have the tail of a troll. Even if by some miracle a traveler finds one they are not known to be aggressive and are supposedly quite kind and charitable, usually helping some of the settlers farther away from the clan. Not everything in the forests is settlers and trolls though. There are still old clan sites and battlegrounds that dot this great expanse. ON the few times I asked to go off the trail with my guide he showed me one of the old burial Barrows. Old ruins and large crypts run deep beneath this mounds, some holding treasures, others holding curses. The necromancers who manage to eek out a living in the forest often work their crafts in ancient places like this. The one tomb that we visited had apparently been visited before by one dark sorcerer, but for whatever reason he hadn't returned. At the bottom of the tomb there was a small clearing with trees and a pond, along with a smallish hoard of treasure from ages past. We left it undisturbed. If you meet a member of the clan that holds a tight grip on this forest: The Askr. They would tell you when in the “Skog av Vintern Aska”, that you must follow these three rules. 1. Bring a guide from their clan along if you plan to explore. 2. If you don't plan to explore, stick to the path. 3. Bring food or learn to forage. if you ignore the first two rules: You'll be there for a while. Having strayed from the ath once, I was lucky to be found my guide. While I was in the woods on my own, it felt as if things were much larger. I managed to find an opening in the canopy... and it looked as if the forest had grown five times its size. The Askr guide tells me that the forest has a way of messing with travelers. If you're off the path, distance slowly begins to mean nothing. When we arrived at the clan's city... there was mention of other, secret trails that only the clan dares to tread, but out of respect for my guide: I chose not to dwell on them. Wanderer's Guide to Whitescar Eydis Hildusdottir, Skald and Historian of Clan Hakon
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    Happy pretty much Valentines day erbrdy. I got you all a card.
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    K, thanks everyone. I'm going to try and get all of you at least one of the characters you asked for (or, only one if one is all you asked for.) Progress might be slowed a bit, I've got a nasty cold atm, but this should get some creative juices flowing.
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    From the album Persephone

    Purchased from www.PonyDoodleDay.deviantart.com on 02/05/17 for $21.00 USD- Aquired over Notes (proof of note-string can be supplied upon request)- www.PonyDoodleDay.deviantart.com has messaged www.Ramyuun.deviantart.com to have the username on the adopt changed to www.Ontrai.deviantart.com - Notification from me to www.Ramyuun.deviantart.com posted here http://comments.deviantart.com/1/641705024/4323446870 (both parties have been pinged)
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    From the album Lux's Gallery

    Being the Princess of Night, Princess Luna loves to explore the wonders outdoors when the moon is up. Tonight she is observing two things that only appear at night: a Luna Moth resting on a Moonflower.
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    From the album Andromeda

    © Havoxious

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    Mint chocolate chip tastes so good when I should be sleeping Also made my mother mad. She didn't want me going outside without a means to defend myself. So I brought this to protect Dreamy #TurboNerd
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    There's only so much ear burning and sneezing a Long can take before their certain that someone out there is talking about them! He tried to remain dignified and quiet while contemplating world affairs while sipping his tea, but he had just about enough of being inside on a beautiful day like this! And if his hunch about somebody talking about him — likely Auntie Yuchou again — were correct, he'd have to find out what was being said! With a twirl and a curl and a woosh Àilóng flew from his tea room, opting to use the window instead of the door as he often did. It avoided any conversations such as 'Where are you going?' or 'Sneaking off again?' or 'Didn't you just get back?' and the like, the answers to which are 'Out', 'Sneaking is such a strong word', and 'Yes' respectively. With those oft repeated lines of questioning avoided by a quick flight out his window, the Serpent King gazed out over the city of Longri-La. One would think living here for all your life would lessen the beauty of the place. Far from it, though it did make some crave at least seeing sights beyond. Even if it meant sneaking out to a Gala now and again. It didn't take much gazing for Àilóng to be able to spot the Matron off in Suncrest Landing...which meant there were guests! Perhaps that's why that feeling of being talked about was worming its way though him! It was in his best interest to sneak closer and get a better look at just who had arrived. All plans for a stealthy recon and dramatic and dignified arrival where thrown out the window though when he noticed the only guest he HAD noticed at that moment! "Yuè!" he shouted with glee, zipping down towards the Empress, snatching her up in a snuggly coily hug before yammering excitedly! "(Oh it has been too long! It's so good to see you again, how have you been, is your brother here?)" the serpent dragon switched to a hush whisper. "(I was going to see you at the Gala, I snuck out to attend, but I saw you were very busy and didn't want to disturb you...Don't tell Auntie, shhh)" The Serpent King spun around with his friend happily, finally someone his age to...okay his age relatively speaking. Dragons huh. Someone his age relatively speaking to see! It was at this moment though that the presence of the others finally came through. Àilóng blinked a few times as the realization sunk in. A bright red blush stained his cheeks as he cleared his throat and gently sat the Empress back down. "Wànsuì! Welcome to Longri-La, honoured guests!..." he said, offering the others a bow of his head and a smile before turning to give Yuchuo a look that said 'Whoops'. "I am Ao Àilóng, Serpent King. It's lovely to make your acquaintances."
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    By all rights, Lími should have been wincing by now from the loss of blood circulation Mei was inflicting on his forearm. Yes, the caribou "felt" his appendage slowly grow numb... yet at the same time, he felt nothing. Not even the fact that Lími's darling qilin chose to latch onto him with such happiness stirred his heart. Neither did the sight of all the blooms in the courtyard move him; a young bull who had once been astonished by the sight of plants beckoning with all colors of the rainbow. In truth, Lími needed more time to decompress from the horrors of earlier. Thus it was that as he and Lián Mei were brought to a reception room to wait, the bull of Askr paid little notice to the interior of the Palace Castle. Once the two guests were alone, Lími ambled over to the balcony just to have a moment to himself. There on that terrace, with the wind free to dramatically ruffle his hair and the back of his kimono, the caribou longed desperately for the companionship of his energetic canine companion. Alas, what Lími would give right now to rub Hammer's chin and play fetch with her and forget all that Neighpon business... Mei's exhilarated questions forced Lími away from his fantasies, but the caribou showed no outward sign of it as he continued to look despondently down at Kyoma below. From up here, Neighpon's capital looked less a city than a scattering of towns surrounded by pink-colored sakura groves. Lími was paying attention however, and he had the sense to respond... abit in an obviously detached manner, never glancing back at his partner. "Just... follow your blood sister's example, I suppose," the caribou mumbled. Believe it or not, the fact that the mare of Lími's desires was sworn sister of the Empress of Long Guo rarely crossed his mind. Then again, Lími also made a point of not constantly referencing his status as adopted son of the Jarl of Askr, so there was that. If the Son of Sigrun had any audacity left in him, he would have instead insisted that Mei keep her cool in the Shogun's presence at all costs. Of course, only fools presumed to command a dragon... and Lími wasn't foolish enough to seek out a dragon mare's fury. There was that charred robe of Mei's, but what could be done about it other than induce another panic attack in Mei. Assuming this Shogun had eyes and ears everywhere, he ought to be expecting it anyway and not take offence. As long as Lími and Mei refrained from causing international incidents, the shattered pieces that was their Neighpon vacation could finally begin to be reassembled.....
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    Oh! Oh my. "That's coming towards us now." He considered his top speed, the distance to the nearest underwater city street, and the relative speed of the incoming metal fish. Nope, too short. "Aaaaaand it's got a claw." OK, well, then, maybe if he ascended quickly, theeeen... dropped down atop of it, hiding on its back so it didn't know where he'd disappeared to? Nope, timing was wrong for that too. "Aaaaand, now it's got us. I've got it! We'll let it take us, see what happens, and if anything goes wrong, I'll do that thing where I figure something out!" He looked around the empty little compartment. He could just hear her voice. "You call that a plan? The Great and Disappointed Trixie-" nonono. Not that. More like "The Great and Impressed Trixie finds that plan brilliant! You've done it again, Doctor Whooves!" Yes, more like that. Sigh. "It's just not the same without somepony here to listen to me be brilliant," he sighed again before looking back up out of the window. He waited patiently through the bumps and clanks, the hissing of air, the slow draining away of water - which, he had to admit, was very convenient! He had a hatch on the bottom of the wagon he could wriggle his way out of without the water coming in. He called it the Moon Puddle! This was much more practical. If you had the space for it. As the water drained away, the blue glow from the back of the wagon no longer diffused through the water, making his entire wagon appear blue. He twisted around a wheel on his control panel - not the control wheel, the other one - and the engine settled down to a bare idle, reducing the blue glow until the wagon was revealed as simply an ordinary looking wooden wagon, except for the way it was so completely enclosed and wrapped around in brass bands. He twisted one, two, three fasteners around the canopy, and a rectangular piece on the side shifted outwards slightly, then got stuck. He thumped it a couple of times experimentally with his hoof, then pulled out a flat head screwdriver and wedged it into the crack, wriggled it a few times, and cracked it slightly open. From the outside, they saw the tip of a flat head screwdriver pop out of the opening door, twist left, look up and down, twist around to the right, look up and down, then pull back in. There was a quiet voice stage-whispering, "Did you see anything dangerous? No? Ahhh, that's a pity." Then the door opened a bit further and Doctor Whooves' slicked-back mane and brown face peeked out to peer around. His eyes widened at seeing Pathfinder, and he quickly pulled back in and almost-closed the door. "Why didn't you tell me Pathfinder was there! What do you mean, I didn't ask? I asked if anything was dangerous! ... Well, yes, I suppose that doesn't exactly count as 'dangerous', more ... right, right. They're waiting." Then, finally, Doctor Whooves opened the door wide, jumped down into the puddling water which had mostly drained out of the room, and gave a bright, cheery smile. "Hello! I'm Doctor Whooves! Who might be the inventor of this magnificent metal fish?"
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    Cute little FIM reference in Dr Strange...
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    A party and Discord was invited? How contrived. He loved it. Mad considerations aside: the spirit did love a good party. It was sure he was to come upon hearing of the festivities! Hardly true were one to truly know the chimeric whiffler, his whimsy did not include ponies who were not his friends. While he was driven to act a fool and impress those he has yet to form bonds with, he would not simply crash the party of a total stranger. So if the invite was intentional he had to know the bride or bride. But a wedding? It was quite inconsistent of him to join the festivities and be unable to create a stir. Now he was content not being the star of the show for the time being. After all he hadn't many chances to dress in his spiffiest outfit and show off his laudable sense of style. Divine! So it was no accident that he was here, nor was it the whimsy of a god to visit some down on their luck mortal. No. He was here as a friend. Dressed to the teeth the chaotic spirit had a fine red waistcoat which sat perfectly matched with the silken collared shirt that was the finest of blues. Atop he wore a longcoat, black and with split coattails. The collared shirt was topped off with a yellow bow tie and fine white gloves on his paw and claw. On his cuffs hung rather chaotic cufflinks, tiny little medallions that resembled his horns and skull. The spirit was never late to a soiree, unless he was fashionably late! He had arrived to take a seat on Icy's side. "Say cheesecake." His voice rumbled out with distinct amusement before snapping a photograph, the bright flash rather disorienting. He gave a cackle and let the camera vanish. The chimeric beast was in a good mood, though twas mightily rare he wasn't. Settling back in his seat, which was as upfront as he could possibly wiggle himself, he had prime viewing of the events at hoof. He crossed his hindhoof over his hindtalon and cocked his head as he held out his paw, in which appeared a juice box. He gave an obnoxious slurp before pausing to look at Ice. "You seem tense, juice?" He wiggled the box at her. "This is rather exciting I've never been to one of these!" After all with the trouble he could create there weren't many ponies that would invite him to such proceedings. Probably not most of his close friends either. "It's apple!" Well… he did have a lot to pay back for. He did wonder if it was just obligation that he was invited. That worry managed to worm its way to the back of his mind, but it need not sour his mood so he kept a smiling face among it all. Besides Ice had found somepony! It wasn't every day a pony did… It made him wonder if he had somepony for him too, but how could a spirit like him settle down? Ho ho! So silly! He smirked. "You're fine. Play it cool." He teased. Even at such a tense moment he was prepared to make jokes.
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    From the album Lux's Gallery

    Wouldn't it be funny if ponies aren't so little compared to humans?
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    Yeah, my app is kind of messy right now. Not only there are two of them, neither has been updated since forever (have to take care of that mumble mumble) - for example Sunglasses at Night no longer really applies, Character Development! And yet despite that you managed to nail it splendidly. Mane is not really an issue since Squall often ties it up in various ways*. The only thing that's little off is coat that's little more orange-y. What else? Oh yes.... This is simply Awwwwwwww-some! This is how I pictured that scene in my head! *
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    I still use your Okami Tia, because awesome art is awesome. Also I love Okami. Fantastic work (also I still consider Okami Tia rather apropos since Amaterasu is a sun goddess.)
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    Lími might have escaped from that debacle back on that hill, but he was still in a world of anguish. ..... ...Well, okay; Lián Mei's lament for her ruined kimono made for far more impressive melodramatics. Nonetheless, Lími couldn't help but feel responsible for the mess his qilin partner was in. It seemed like nothing had gone right ever since the two stepped off the boat at Kyoma Harbor. This unpleasantness further reminded Lími that nothing ever seemed to go right when he was on some excursion with Mei. Not that he regretted fully reconciling with the dragon mare before that dreadful Nightmare Night, but perhaps the Ancient Ones were trying to tell the caribou in their mysterious way to never ignore his gut instincts? Just think; Lími could have been back in his comfy Canterlot residence engaged in his placid literary pursuits, instead of believing in some delusional fantasy where he and Mei were a pair bound by their hearts. Just how could a relationship bloom anyway in a time like this? When all their times spent together turned into fiascoes, one way or another? Maybe the Universe was right; Lími was better off keeping Mei at foreleg's length. Was one mare ever worth so much misfortune? The young bull... couldn't find an answer to that question right now. It was almost a relief when a pony, apparently a servant of the Shogun, managed to track Lími and Mei down. Lími didn't care how word reached the Shogun's ears of that "diplomatic business" the caribou made up as a white lie. Under normal circumstances, Lími would be stinking of fright-induced sweat. At this point though, anything to distract from the travelers' current woes was welcome. Given his lack of morale, Lími had nothing left to fear; all out of Odýrrs to give. "You have our everlasting thanks," the Son of Sigrun gratefully nodded his head; "Please lead the way." ------------------- "I hear naught but birds in the courtyard," Lími passed an observation along to Mei as they passed through the Palace Castle's gardens. Behind the moats and walls, only a faint murmur remained of the noisy commotion of the rest of the Neighponese capital. And unlike the rest of Kyoma, not a soul was found beneath the cherry trees present on the Palace grounds. If any shred of hope remained... if everything all worked out, Lími and Mei would become the Shogun's honored guests, earning the qilin mare her own private cherry tree to sit under. Lími might have lost much of his spirit so far... but he'd still be damned first before being called an oathbreaker!
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    From the album Rex's Art

    A fixed up reference sheet for Heroic Star

    © Belongs to RexDraco

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    I don't think I could be prouder of our Andrea!
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Dreamy's name isn't Andrea?
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