Uh.

Freakishly Late Friday? Idk, here’s a tiny bit of worldbuilding anyway:

The southern kingdom’s religion (so far unnamed) is monotheistic, and they’re big on using triangles in their symbolism, since they consider 3 to be a holy number. They believe that triangles represent balance and point the way towards god.

All members of the clergy shave their heads and brows. Lower tier members may be men or women, but upper tier members consist only of men. The second tier also tattoo their heads.

They are not as actively involved in the government as they once were, but their belief system put the monarchy in place. The religion also officially adopted the Crones as prophets of sorts recently, though they’re still hesitant to admit it. The clergy is still very divided on whether or not the Crones are true messengers of the God, and the Crones existence is not widely advertised to the masses.

I kind of want to color this buuuuut I’ll figure out how that works later. :I

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I don’t have much to write about these three, but they are called the Crones and hold positions of power (like advisory types) in the southern kingdom. They’re really fucking old.

Nnngh god drawing style I’m sorry. * n* I don’t know what’s happening.

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I forgot today was Wednesday.

Also: Esther has a younger brother named Jonah, who also gets scooped up and whisked away to the Bonelands. He’s kind of a sickly thing, so his mother was especially reluctant to let him go, but, with an even younger child to take care of and very little funds to speak of, she ultimately let her husband’s brother take him.

He’s very sweet, but very submissive. Esther kind of bullies him around when they’re alone, yet is very protective of him around others.

This is the part where I shake my fist at Pixar for doing ideas better than me. *fist shake*

World Building Wednesday!

I spent most of today cooking and trying to come up with a concept for the Bear God—a large, LARGE sentient bear creature that wanders around the northern woods and fucks shit up. He attracts large numbers of greater fairies due to the mass amounts of carnage that he leaves in his wake.

I’ve been having trouble coming up with…design elements that would make him seem more god-y, rather than being really big and the whole “swords sticking out of me” thing that Mor’du already did quite nicely, so he’s still a work in progress.

He talks? Idk.

Ugh I super failed at this week.  Confidence and motivation for…just about anything are hard to come by these days.

WORLD BUILDING WEDNESDAY! Ask me things? I’m stuck.

 Here are some more Masi doodles—having trouble still trying to nail a design for her, but here’s a bit about tribal gender roles:

Generally speaking, there aren’t any. Tribal role is determined by childhood aptitude and interest and by communal need for certain roles. There tend to be equal proportions of men and women in groups of hunters, gatherers, warriors, artesans, healers, etc. It is not uncommon for women to hold leadership roles either.

There is also no rule confining an individual to their specialty—sometimes hunters gather and vice versa—whatever it takes to ensure the survival of the group.

Naturally, ladies still have the babies, but children are almost as strongly influenced and raised by the community as they are by their biological family units—if not more so.

Ugh God, can’t. DRAW. Finish things how do?????? Masi how does your hair WORK I don’t know.

Uh. WORLDBUILDING. Yes. Except more character stuff because I’m confused.

Masi is Len’s twin sister and leader of their tribe. At a very young age, she began to exhibit otherwordly abilities, such as spouting out uncannily truthful predictions, manipulating small bits of nature with her mind, supposedly speaking with ancestors, successfully carrying out spells and rituals—things like that.

Her tribe named her a Black Tongue, meaning they believe she can commune with the forest (their “god” for lack of a better term, more on that later), so she drinks a substance that dyes her mouth black—teeth, tongue, and all—in order to visualize her status.

Over all, she’s kind of mean and arrogant, but undeniably smart in most matters and very protective of her people.

World Building Wed…nes…day?

Oh man how does art work what am I doing. Faces hi.

YES, anyway, in tandem with James and my WBW pact, here’s a doodle of Len and some things!

Len is part of the northern woods tribe. He’s primarily a hunter, but his other job is that of a scout.

The woods tribes are nomadic, but instead of making camp wherever they want, they travel among pre-existing “villages.” It’s the scout’s job to travel ahead of the tribe and make sure no unwanted guests have moved into their territory. Naturally, with southern settlers trying to move into the north lands, the scout’s purpose is as crucial as ever. If s/he should find intruders, s/he will leave warning markers (usually butchered animal carcasses), informing the trespassers to get out as soon as possible. Should the warning go unheeded, the tribe comes in and busts shit up, killing everyone who tried to stay.

So they’re territorial to say the least!

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James and I decided to start posting world things on Wednesdays since we felt bad about never participating, so here’s mine!

I seem to post a lot of these two, but never explain much about them, so here’s a basic premise.

Esther (age 12) is sent off with her aunt and uncle to join a settlement village in the north, part of her kingdom’s attempt to extend their borders. Rumors flurry around about violent people that live in the north woods, settlers disappearing, strange accounts of monsters, and so forth, yet Esther’s settlement proves to be about as exciting as a desolate mud hole could be.

That is until Len here and his tribe burn the nasty thing to the ground and kill just about everyone in it—save Esther and her little brother Jonah.

I’m not entirely sure what happens next, but I believe that Len spares them out of a stroke of guilt, and his tribe gets mad at him and exiles him until he’s returned the kids to their proper place—a mission they don’t expect him to return from. Shenanigans ensue, stuff happens, I’m not sure how the rest goes!