#Lady Eleina

[bora-in-tamriel]

Daydreaming before an established relationship is not encouraged

#morgott x tarnished #morgott #king lancer #tarnished #lady eleina #elden ring memes #elden ring fanart #elden ring art #elden ring #meme #meme redraw #morgott the grace given

[acreativeme]

Moving On

This part 2 to Impossible. I do hope that you enjoy this. I, personally, don’t believe in giving someone a second chance if they do what Colin did, so sorry if you wanted them to get back together! Don’t settle for someone who is going to throw you aside for someone new!

Prince Friederich x Reader, Colin Bridgerton x Reader

After crying most of the night, Y/N decided to focus on making best impressions on the suitors and the Queen. She only broke down once, after reading Lady Whistledown’s gossip column. Whistledown took Y/N’s side, expressing her disdain for what Marina and Colin did to her. Y/N had to stop her parents from going to the Bridgerton residence to confront Colin for breaking her heart. With her parent’s approval, Y/N recreated herself to attract better suitors. 

And it worked!

When Daphne Bridgerton rejected him, Prince Friederich tried to step back from the Ton-- wanting to heal his broken heart. And that is where he met Y/N. She had just stepped away from a young Lord, catching her breath from all the spinning he did. She had stumbled into him, with him holding her in his arms.

Y/N looked down at herself, making sure that she didn’t ruin her dress. “I am so sorry, m’lord.” 

Friederich smiled at the softness in her voice. “I am glad to have been here to catch you, m’lady.” 

She froze, shoulders tense. “Prince Friederich!” She stepped back to curtsy clumsily.

“You don’t need to curtsy, miss.” He spoke softly, giving her a small bow.

She smiled softly. “And you need not bow.” 

He grinned up at her, “I do, if I am going to ask for a dance…”

At the end of the night, Prince Friederich walked the Y/L/N family to their carriage and promised to call upon her the next day. And he did, with an array of wildflowers and roses. Both the Y/L/N swooned at this gesture. This went on for a few days, before they promenaded.

They were strolling arm in arm around the park, chatting like old friends. Y/N’s mother and little sister, Eleina, acted as their chaperone’s. 

“... as we rolled down the hill, our neighbor’s dog chased after us and collided with my brother’s face. It left him with a bruised eye for weeks. He went around telling everyone that he got struck with a flying rock.” Y/N giggled at her own story, causing Friederich to smile. 

“You have such a lovely smile, Miss. Y/N.” He blurted, blushing red.

She looked away shyly, blushing as well. “Thank you, Prince Friederich.”

He went to reply, but was cut off by a loud squeal. “Miss.Y/N!” 

Y/N stiffened, instantly recognizing the voice. Plastering on a fake smile, Y/N turned, “Hello, Lady Bridgerton.” 

Friederich kept his eyes on his date for a moment, before turning his eyes to the family approaching them. He rested his hand over Y/N’s, trying to provide her some comfort.

Lady Bridgerton pulled Y/N away from the Prince and into her arms. Y/N politely patted her back, sending her mother a pleading look. Lady Y/L/N coldly pushed through the other members of the Bridgerton Family to tug her daughter away.

“Please, do not lay a hand on my daughter.” Her voice had a cold edge to it, which shocked the Bridgerton family. 

“Where is this coming from, Lady Y/L/N?” Anthony asked, stepping up next to his mother.

Y/M/N rolled her eyes (GASP! That isn’t ladylike… hehehe) and frowned. “Well, after Colin Bridgerton decided to snub my daughter, I thought that is what we were doing now.”

Lady Bridgerton looked up at her eldest son. “What is she talking about, Anthony?”

Prince Friederich reached out for Y/N, who seemed to be sinking into herself. “It is alright.” He whispered, hoping to give her some comfort. 

Anthony groaned. “I was hoping not to have to be the one to tell you, mother. But Colin has decided to court Miss.Thompson over Miss.Y/L/N.”

Lady Y/L/N crossed her arms in triumph, “As you can see, there is no reason for you to be familiar with my daughter.”

Y/N reach out for her mother, “Let’s go, Mama. I am in the mood for tea.”

The older Y/L/N nodded, wrapping her arm around her daughters and led them away from the Bridgerton family. Y/N glanced back, only to send Eloise a tiny wave goodbye. Prince Friederich was the only one to bid them a formal farewell, before following after the Y/L/N women. 

When the news of Marina Thompson’s pregnancy was announced by Lady Whistledown, Y/N was in Madame Delacroix’s shop-- getting fitted for her wedding dress. Prince Friederich had proposed a few weeks after the incident in the park, not wanting to let Y/N slip through his fingers. Against the Queen’s wishes, they were planning a lowkey quiet ceremony-- not wanting the Ton to try and overshadow their special day. Y/N’s little sister was reading the gossip column aloud, as Madame Delacroix was placing the pins in the dress. 

“Can you believe that Miss.Thompson was pregnant this whole time? Do you think that Colin is going to show up and beg for your hand, sister?” The younger Y/L/N asks, lounging back in her velvet chair-- in the most unladylike position.

Lady Y/L/N swatted at her shoulder, “He better not. Y/N has moved on to someone much better than that rake Colin Bridgerton.”

Y/N smiled, playfully rolling her eyes. “I’ve moved on, Mama. I don’t think that it is necessary to continue to say such harsh things about him. I still consider Eloise a close friend.”

Nothing was said after that, which allowed Y/N to think about her future.

When the season ended, Colin was ready to set off on his adventures. But there was one thing that he had to do… he had to match things with his love-- blissfully unaware that she was no longer his. 

After bidding his family goodbye, Colin made his way to the Y/L/N estate. As he brought his horse to a stop, he noticed the caravan of carriages being packed with trunks. He stopped a footman, wanting to know what was going on. 

The footman paused, knowing Colin Bridgerton, “Lady Y/N is getting ready to depart for her honeymoon.”

Colin’s heart sunk, finally realizing that he was too late. “Who did she wed?”

“Prince Friederich, of course.”

@spideysz

#imagines #one shots #bridgerton #bridgerton imagine #bridgerton x reader #colin bridgerton #prince friederich #part 2 #sweetswriting

[the-alexandrian-professor]

My dear Astraeus:

I'm not sure if this letter will find it's way to you, my magic powers aren't very great. But, I'm trying, I promise.

I have news for you: a centaur has come. Eir name is Kassander, ey say ey are your uncle. Ey've helped me a lot with some things, I must say. I'm glad ey have found eir way to this kingdom.

I miss you terribly. This is not the same without you.

I love you

Lady L

L, my sweet love,

Kassander is alive? So the centaurs haven’t been completely wiped out, yet. This is wondrous news. There may be hope yet.

I miss you too, but my plan has almost come to fruition. I will be returning shortly. However, before I do, you deserve to know what I have been doing. 

I learned of the University’s plan to murder me and my lovers, which is why I fled and begged you not to speak of me. I then destroyed the instructions to the philosopher’s stone, despite it hurting to destroy such ancient artifacts. I found my way back to the mountains of Thessaly, where my family lived, along with many of centaurs. However, when I arrived, I found them all slaughtered. I went to Arcadia, the other home of my race. The centaurs were slaughtered there too, but I found Eleina there with them. Despite our life-long companionship, she tried to kill me, on Ophis’ orders. In the name of self-defense, I had to kill her. There is not a day that goes by when the decision doesn’t haunt me. 

I went through her stuff to find Ophis’ plans to wipe out the centaurs and nereids, as he supposedly did to the dragons, as well. I went to the Coastal Kingdom to warn Emperor Rowan, seeing as their subjects as part-nereid. I found their council and support to be very useful in developing my plan, which brings me to where I am currently.

I am in Alexandria. My goal is to dismantle the Scholars of the University and take back the school to make it what it should be- a school. My plan follows thusly:

- Earn the favor of the students

- Assassinate Percival Ophis

- Convince the scholars to give me control over the school, then dismantle the order

- Place someone in charge and return to you and Annie

It is not the easiest, not the preferred plan, but it is the only one left. I am sorry for keeping it from you for so long. If these new developments shift your opinions of me and our relationship, I understand.

In anticipation, Astraeus Andrasides

#the weird empire rp

[theinvulnerabletide]

Just Us Girls

CritRole Relationship Week Day One: Zahra & Vex “Well, darling, look at us. Did you ever think we’d be here?” The gardens at Whitestone were in full bloom. Heavy heads drooped off of bushes, sending their heading scent into the air. The children were in the courtyard chasing fireflies—three half-elves, Eleina and the twins, and two tieflings, one the dark violet of a twilit sky, the other a soft red-pink, both of them with their mother’s shock-white hair. Vex smiled at them, at the sounds of laughter, and of little feet against the ground, and settled in. Her head fit naturally onto Zahra’s shoulder, even after all this time. 

“I can scarcely believe it actually. All that running around, all the danger we kept throwing ourselves in, frying pan to fire to greasepan. I never thought much about the future, to be honest. But when I did I always…” her voice faltered, and Zahra’s hand grasped hers, squeezing it tight once.

“You think about him often then. Still.”

“Of course. It’s not something you forget, the other half of your soul being ripped away from you.” She blinked, then looked askance at Zahra, “not that you and Percy aren’t…” Zahra’s finger was warm against her lip. “Ssssh-shhh, Vex, dear. No need for apologies, I know what you mean. He’s your brother. Of course you miss him fiercely. Like I miss mine.” She meant Kashaw, Vex knew, the closest thing Zahra had to a sibling that loved her, and one who had donated half of himself to little Ondina, who had yellow eyes to match the one of his. He’d taken off, oh, almost a year ago now, presumably at the bidding of his god. Off in the middle of the night, and they hadn’t heard anything in quite some time. Melancholy spread between them, and that wasn’t right was it, when they had so much to be joyous about. When there was such laughter in the garden. Vex’s lips curved under Zahra’s finger as a thought, a wonderful wicked thought, sparked. Carefully, she parted her lips, and drew the tiefling’s digit into her mouth. Zahra blinked, then smiled. “Darling, are you trying to distract me? In front of the children?” She pitched her voice low, in that way that made Vex’s heart sing. Vex wiggled her eyebrows. “Well, I suppose I could go a round, or three. Percy isn’t due back from Emon until tomorrow morning, isn’t that right?” Vex hummed her agreement. “Well, then, just us girls.” She turned, drawing her finger out of Vex’s mouth, who sighed, and beckoned to a servant who had her eyes trained on the children, and very deliberately away from them. “Anyssa, could you watch the dears for an hour or so? The Lady Vex’ahlia and I are in need of some rest.”Vex grinned. Even after all these years, she didn’t quite feel comfortable ordering the servants about, but Zahra did it as if she was born to it. “Yes, ma’am. Of course ma’am,” Anyssa replied quickly, her eyes darting to the two women and then away. “Excellent. Do send for us if you need anything.”“But try not to need anything,” Vex added as they stood, and, hand in hand, and headed for the castle.

#critrole rs week #critrole rsweek #i forgot yesterday ah so here have this now! #zahra x vex #zahra x vex x percy implied #postgame #critical role #fanfiction

[bora-in-tamriel]

"Your blood, nor your roots, never scared me, Morgott. And I hope you’ll one day come to believe that.

Even if that day is not today, may my love one day settle into your heart and grant me passage to be by your side. I know you may never see yourself like I do and that’s no fault of your own.

But should your thoughts ever become too venomous to bare, should your doubts nestle in the deepest parts of your mind, know you can come to me any day, any time. And I will hold you and show how wrong they are, how much I truly love you, each and every time.”

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Elencett (Eleina, Lancer, Morgott lol) piece is finished!!

The rulers of the Lands Between, the God King Tarnished, the Grace-Given Elden Lord and the Erdtree Maiden (she doesn't rule, but she's a part of the trio)

More lore below once more

Morgott and Eleina got two parts of drafted lore, though I'll refine them here (part 1, part 2) -

Morgott found Eleina when he was a young boy, during his attempt at escaping the sewers to find a way out for him and Mohg out of Leyndell Capitol. He was chased into a dead end by the guards, where he found a hidden chamber that sealed away a golden sapling engulfed in light. The light was magical and though it itself was blindingly bright, it lit the chamber in a warm soothing glow.

Upon reaching into the light, Morgott awakened Eleina briefly. She did not speak, only gazed softly, curiously at the young boy. A lanky young lad with horns and a heavy cloak blanketing his body. He shrunk away from her, but she reached out to him.

The guards found Morgott inside the chamber and he was returned to his prison, where he was chained with golden shackles due to his attempt at escaping. The guards filled the chamber to protect the woman within, unknowing of her purpose. But she rested atop a sapling of the Erdtree and thus, warranted protection.

Years later, Morgott escaped again, shackles no longer holding his body, allowing him to return to Eleina. Mohg had escaped years prior on his own, leaving Morgott by himself in the sewers. Guards still resided within the chamber, but Morgott was bigger now. He was stronger. And so he emptied the chamber and decided to guard it himself. He scarcely left for any reason, sitting by the golden sapling, waiting for the woman to awaken again.

When the Shattering happened, Morgott was forced to leave, to watch over Leyndell in his parents' absence. He obtained a Great Rune and became too busy to remain in the chamber as much.

Next time he visited the sapling, it was dull and dry, the woman gone. He didn't know what happened to her, though he sought and sought everywhere, he could not find her.

Cut to present day, Lancer wanders the Lands Between and meets a mysterious woman glowing with Holy light. She tells him of her visions of his potential, his future. He was her champion and he would claim a crown to bring about a new age.

All he had to do, was obtain the Great Runes, be seen by the Two Fingers, repair the Elden Ring and return Eleina to the Erdtree. Simple enough, right?

It would have been, were it not for Death, Frenzy and the Impenetrable Thorns of the Erdtree. And the fact that Lancer was an Empyrean, dubbed by the Two Fingers. His purpose was not to become Elden Lord, he realized. Eleina meant something completely different when she said "bring about a new age".

Eleina had no memory of Morgott until much later, but unfortunately she forgot him again when the Erdtree was set aflame, her with it.

Lancer obtained all Great Runes in the end, Morgott surrendering his own by the end, to repair the ring and for Lancer to become it's vessel. He took Morgott as his consort, though the Omen was conflicted for many reasons.

Now they're in love, Eleina's back and they kiss, The End //confetti popper//

Theme song for the ending climax of fighting, then becoming God King, and then marriage, I chose the HTTYD2 song Two New Alphas

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One day I'll design Lancer's shadow dog guy, but today is not that day.

#WHEW #done at last help my arm #Morgott #morgott the omen king #morgott the grace given #King Lancer #Lady Eleina #Morgott x Tarnished #MyER Golden Era #margit the fell omen #elden ring #elden ring art

[bora-in-tamriel]

Day 2: Guide "I'm sure you can at least find your way to one by yourself, hmm?"

"...?"

"Well aren't you... peculiar."

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My Elden Ring Inktober List

Who else guides your way off the bat than Varré himself. conniving little rat man i love him.

Is this a little exaggerated? Yes and no LOL Eleina does NOT like Varré despite her overly good nature and while she would be merciful to varré, she does not like him and his personality lmao He's a liar and a deceiver to an extent and him luring tarnished to a murderous or deadly path doesn't click well with her.

#ertober #elden ring #inktober 2022 #inktober #elden ring varre #white mask varre #white faced varre #varre #king lancer #tarnished lancer #lady eleina #elden ring oc #elden ring art

[bora-in-tamriel]

Finally lined good GOLLY I am so excited for the finished look yall have no idea sdkjfh finally drew Morgott and I like how he turned out, he was the most intimidating part of this whole piece He’s a bit emotional but in a good way and that makes me happy :)

#wip #Morgott #Morgott the Omen King #morgott the grace given #morgott x tarnished #Tarnished Lancer #Lady Eleina #King Lancer

[bora-in-tamriel]

Day 3. Friend/Ally Lancer wears a full suit of armor, head covered with a helm to boot, so when he is inside the armor, it's by his garb that he can be recognized. Likewise, if Eleina takes over Lancer's body, anyone looking at the armor would think it's still Lancer, until she speaks or takes off the helm. This is how Rogier and D came to recognize the same suit of armor to belong to two different people.

My Elden Ring Inktober List

New suit of armor for Lancer!!! Finally starting to visualize an armor for him orz especially a helmet, I struggled so much but finally it's looking pretty good imo! Very much inspired by the Carian Knight set, since it has spellblade vibes, but Lancer isn't a Carian knight, his armor is probably going to be gold and blue (also kind of hinting to his Golden order n Carian mutual support) The chest has probably carvings similar to the erdtree thinka thonka

relationship blurbos below

Lancer and Rogier: When Lancer was first starting his journey, he met a skillful and witty spellblade known as Sorcerer Rogier. Rogier taught Lancer how to properly use a rapier and set him on his path to becoming a formidable swordsman himself. The two were quick to get along and often ran into each other out in the world. Rogier had many stories to tell, and Lancer was more than glad to listen to them and learn about the Lands Between outside of Limgrave.

Later on, Rogier admitted to having lost a dear friend recently and the topics he'd tell were drifting towards more grim theories and topics, which placed Lancer in a position of an anchor. He sympathised with Rogier and his theories, but ultimately did his best to keep the spellblade safe from his own curiosity.

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Eleina and D: It was another day of wandering through the Lands Between, when Lancer was wandering towards a graveyard of Those Who Live in Death. Eleina took it upon herself to burn away the undead with her pure holy incantations, and so she took over Lancer's body as her own to do her self-assigned duty.

It was then, she saw the undead targeting a knight of silver and gold, who fought with a blade engulfed in Holy that cut through the hordes with skill and precision. After the skeletons were felled and the knight used his Holy blade to finish them off, she approached, blanketing the graveyard with a holy incantation that burned away on the bare roots wrapped around the graveyard.

This was D's introduction to Eleina, a woman of powerful holy incantations that boggled his mind. She was very evasive when asked about his power, so D doesn't know much about her tutor or place of learning. All he knows is that she shares a similar mindset in putting the undead to rest and cleansing the lands of Deathroot. She is just a bit more mellow about her dislike towards Death. Regardless, he finds a new kindred spirit and a friend in her.

#elden ring #elden ring art #king lancer #tarnished lancer #lady eleina #d hunter of the dead #sorcerer rogier #rogier #elden ring oc #inktober #inktober 2022 #ertober #ertober 2022

[bora-in-tamriel]

Part 2 of the first meeting ! (Pictured younger Morgott)

Now visualized Eleina in her sapling, she’s a magic power girl waiting for her superpowers to awaken--

same drill, long read below! Delving a little more into her time before awakening and Morgott’s involvement in it 

After finding the golden woman’s chamber, Morgott found himself frustrated, furious within his own prison. Shackles held him in the deep sewers, away from prying eyes that might witness the shame of his accursed blood. He was a fault, a stain, much like his twin brother who shared a chamber of his own somewhere in the sewers. Morgott could not recall the last time he’d even properly seen Mohg. 

Now the days that were always excruciatingly long, became unbearable. The lingering warmth upon his cheek had faded, leaving nothing but the familiar cold stone he laid upon. His tail tossed and thrashed violently as he growled through grit teeth. His horns scraped against the stone floor uncomfortably, but Morgott wished nothing more than for them to be gone. To crumble from the pressure, to fall. May his accursed blood fall with them. He could dream. 

Dream he wanted, but none came. Not for many, many years. 

Not when guards in the sewers thinned, not when the smell of iron and searing bloodflame tainted the waters that lingered in the pipes. Not when the shackled finally shattered, releasing Morgott once more. 

All was silent and cold. He was panting as he looked at the golden shackles turn to dust. His large hands shook from his thrashing and fighting, trembling from exhaustion. 

No guard came. They hadn’t for a long time. Morgott was much bigger now, he’d grown older. He couldn’t recall the last time he’d even seen a face. Not a helmet or a mask. A face. 

No, he could recall one. 

His breath hitched and his gaze fixed on his chamber door. With newfound energy, he forced out of his prison, finding no guards waiting outside. How long had it really been? Had they simply forgotten about him? He asked in his mind but cared not to find answers. Not while there was something much more pressing to do.

It was a maze game trying to find his way to the same dead end as he had wound up all those years ago. With a slow hand, he reached for the wall he had fallen through before. But he hesitated, tail hovering above ground anxiously.  Would she truly still even be there? Would she still recognize him? Let alone want to see him? 

He nearly retracted his hand but pushed through with one thought encouraging him. He wanted to see it all again. To make sure it wasn’t all a dream, some sick trick of the mind to conjure a sense of comfort. The thought had his stomach churning with nerves. Was it all a trick of his mind? A glowing woman in a golden sapling, being kind to him. It seemed so surreal to think about even still. If not more so now.

Reaching the very chamber he ended up in all those years ago. His worries withered away if only partly. He bathed in the golden light that greeted him, witnessing the familiar form hovering gently in the delicate branches of the sapling. 

Her hair reached every which way like branches, golden leaves decorating her hair, her skin, her silky gown. It was all just as he remembered. Down to every detail.  His legs shook, he collapsed beside the sapling. He craved, longed for the subtle kindness. The warmth. 

But she did not awaken. He waited, he gazed, studied. Many questions ran through his head about the sight. Its purpose, reasons, and why she didn’t look to him as she once did. What did he do differently? Does she not hear him? 

He waited a long while, sitting beside the sapling, basking in the warm golden glow, though it wasn’t actually warm, he only conjured such a feeling from the desperate need of it. 

Patience running thin, he leaned into the golden light, reaching a cautious hand towards the slumbering form. “Does thee not hear me...?” he inquired, trembling fingers touching the pale skin of her intertwined hands. “Why will thee not awaken...?” He felt guilty, pathetic. Reaching for something that he may not receive in turn. But reach he did. He pulled on her hand gently, pulling her fingers apart. A familiar bang of shattering jolted him away from the sapling in a scare, only eye wide as he looked at the glowing orb. It shivered, before returning to it’s stable form. Some of the golden leaves that sat still in the orb of light scattered the ground, now dull brown and dry. 

Furrowing his brows, Morgott reached a cautious hand to the leaves, which crumbled from his touch. Worry boiling in his stomach, he looked up to the woman, only to meet a pair of golden eyes peering back at him.  An involuntary gasp escaped his chest, as he gazed back at her. She looked to him as curiously as she did before. Though her fond gaze bore a sense of unfamiliarity. Did she not recognize him? Remember him at all?  Her gentle hand reached out once more and this time there was no hesitation. Morgott leaned into her touch desperately, finding the warmth he had long forgotten upon his skin once more. Her touch seemed to make the glow of the sapling all the brighter and he could have sworn he saw golden light swirl around her, before he closed his eye. 

Her thumb caressed his cheek, fingers in his tangled hair. Morgott held his hand atop hers, fighting a wave of emotions, mixed feelings. He was shameless in coming here, a starved dog for a crumb of care. Craving what he shouldn’t even know existed. But he couldn’t release her hand, not yet. The mere thought had him shaken. He would be cold again, alone again. 

His peaceful moment was broken as the creeping sound of cracking emitted from the orb. He leaned away, releasing the hand he held so tightly he was afraid he may have hurt her. But she showed no distress, only a fond smile, before she retreated back to her slumber, fingers crossing quietly. 

Just like that, he felt so alone again.

The warmth upon his cheek already going cold, he held his hand to it to try preserve it a moment longer. He’d wait for her. However long it may take. Perhaps he’d learn more about her when she was awake. He could talk to her. Hear her talking back. 

He sat there, basking in golden light, feeling hopeful, if only a little, for the first time. He’d wait. He had little reason to leave the side of someone who looked to him kindly. 

That was, until the Shattering...

#Elden Ring #Lady Eleina #Morgott #morgott the omen king #elden ring brainrot #Old Scrunkly Man #my beloved

[bora-in-tamriel]

Thinking about Lancer and Eleina's whole shifting dynamic and how the first friends they made (Darian and Rogier) both knew the other person under the armor LOL

Eleina and Lancer are relatively the same height and so the armor works enough for the both of them. With the helm on you don't really know whose underneath it, and so...

Rogier met Lancer and always sees and hears Lancer from within the armor. So he's like "ok, it's a tarnished guy, his name is Lancer." But then you have D, who Eleina liked for his devotion to the Golden Order. She just found him fascinating plus the fact that he has a soul bond to his brother. So he first heard Eleina in the armor, then saw her without the helm once.

Now, skip to a bit of trouble in a cave full of deathblight, where D and Rogier are (D, begrudgingly) and they see Eleina/Lancer walking further away. Both shout out to them, then proceed to look at each other like "who?" and then trouble comes and Lancer is the one who fights, until Eleina rushes to help D and Rogier from the blight inflicted. So Rogier was like "oh so it was Lancer" until it isn't and D is very confused when the helm comes off and it is Eleina but it didn't soun dlike her. I just like ot hink about the mass confusion between Rogier and D until Eleina n Lancer finally explain. This makes the Hunter and the Sorcerer the first people to ever know about Eleina in Lancer. Everyone else just knows there's who knights going around w same armor.

ps. i used carian armor for this doodle, but lancer wears his own thing canonically, ive just yet to have designed it orz

#Lady Eleina #Tarnished Lancer #elden ring

[bora-in-tamriel]

Ahh shit,, here we go again,, 

After the varré n coil piece I wanted to make my other trio as well, so here I am :)c ready for suffering Lancer (After becoming God (8ft~)), Morgott (Lancer’s consort), Eleina (5′8ft, she’s there n both are fond of her so shes a part of the relationship lol)

Funny part abt Eleina is that Morgott found her when he was young, then she eventually found Lancer and then Lancer found Morgott and all three are just there like that spiderman point meme after everything’s revealed. Did Morgott try to kill Lancer? Absolutely he did. Did he heavily regret it after finding out Eleina was in Lancer? Yes, also Absolutely he did. They don’t hold any of it against him tho. 

Oh Lancer gets long wavy locks after some time goes by, he looks so handsome hehe

You can tell who was the quickest and who was the hardest to figure out from the sketch weight lol 

#wip #Tarnished Lancer #Lady Eleina #Morgott #morgott the grace given #morgott x tarnished #King Lancer

[bora-in-tamriel]

(Elden Ring) ELEINA (pictured: inhabiting her vessel, taking her form upon it) BECAUSE I NEED TO TALK ABOUT HER and Morgott both of them kees kees their little story

I’m still lacking some confidence when it comes to nitty bitty itty bitty details in lore, it might not be a smooth read forgive me :”D also how does one woman, i forgot how to draw soft looking women so her face may change in the future orz

after writing note: long thing below, I wanted to write even more but might just split it? and make another thing of art for it, I like having visuals of things and I want the location n all to have visuals eventually

Lady Eleina, as she is referred to by her vessel, Lancer, is a maiden born from a sapling sprouted by the Erdtree long ago. The sapling rested beneath the golden Leyndell Capital, in a small hidden chamber webbed by long thin roots of the Erdtree.  In her “slumbering” stage, her body hovered (think of Rennala floating pose) within the branches of the sapling, surrounded by what seemed like a bubble of golden light. Her skin and hair glowing, with a silky white cloth dressing her form. She rested there for hundreds, if not thousands of moons. Specific duration is unknown.

The one who actually found her was young Morgott in his attempt to flee the sewers beneath the capital. Free from his shackles, he found himself chased into a corner. In a desperate attempt to push through the walls that confined him, he passed through one, ending up on a narrow passage. Through there, he found the chamber where the sapling and the golden woman rested. It was another dead end, but the guards had not noticed his location just yet. Morgott sought a place to hide, to leave, perhaps another wall, but the beckoning golden light of the yellow sapling and its orb pulled him to the center of the chamber.  Peering through the wall of the orb, he saw the silhouette of a person. Pushing past the blinding light, he caught a glimpse of long golden hair, before the orb that covered the branches suddenly expanded in a sound alike to glass shattering, engulfing the sapling’s trunk and touching the floor. The density of the orb lessened, now easier to see through.  The disturbance briefly awakened the woman, making her stir in her place. Her eyes light golden, peering curiously at her surroundings through her long lashes. It was too soon for her to awaken; it wasn’t her time. An unfamiliar figure caught her eye, standing at the side of the sapling, gazing at her form with wonder. 

Young Morgott, expression full of shock, confusion and a hint of curiosity, shrunk away as the golden eyes found him. But the gaze that met him made him lean back in. The woman gazed softly, with quiet curiosity. She was intrigued, albeit a bit confused, but showed no signs of repulsion, disgust, horror, anger,... She smiled. So gently.  The young Omen didn’t know what to do. She slowly uncrossed her fingers, reaching a gently glowing hand out to the omen boy. He hesitated, slightly shrinking away from her approaching hand. Halting beside his cheek, she watched him with a flinch of confusion in her brow. But she waited patiently to see if he’d allow her touch. 

She looked over his messy white hair, his frightened golden eyes, one of which was more closed than the other. His winding horns sticking out the right side of his head, the ragged cloth he was wearing over his lanky form. For a young man, he was very thin. There was a feeling within her, she wasn’t quite sure what it meant. Like a dull twist in her gut. 

After a moment, the Omen boy decided against his fears, leaning into her hand. She smiled once more as her fingers gently traced his skin. It was curious, the boy. She wasn’t quite sure what he was. Concept of people, living beings, had been ripped in the rude awakening. She had no memory of anything, only curiosity. 

She was so gentle, careful, as if she’d hurt him if she moved too quickly or touched too roughly. The warmth of her palm made him melt, expression crumbling as he leaned his cheek into her hand with a hint of desperation. It was foreign; the kind, gentle, gesture; he wished it to never end. 

Yet end it did all too soon for him. 

A pain struck his side, visions of golden light flashing around the small chamber as guards restrained him. With their shackles, their chains, they took the young Omen royalty back to his chamber, deep within the sewers of Leyndell. 

The woman in gold didn’t know better of what had happened. She seemed to have not registered he was taken by force. She only gazed into her vacant palm, before returning to her slumber, beckoned by the golden sapling. Few guards remained in her chamber, staring in confusion of this discovery. Who was she?

#Elden Ring #Lady Eleina #Morgott #Tarnished Lancer

[bora-in-tamriel]

Current lineup of my Elden Ring Tarnished and others!

Felt like writing about them and I’m quite happy with how I got all their faces to look SO here we are vvv kind of storyline/kind of fun facts layout

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Lancer and Eleina, Age of the New Order

- After Eleina lost her physical body to Mohg’s plotting, she continued her duty as a formless maiden. She found Lancer, who was a lowly Numen Tarnished and saw a glimmer of potential. A flame in need of fuel, to shape a man able to become Lord. - Lancer was plagued by Margit and had experienced his wrath on numerous occasions in various ways, but after Eleina joined him and he became the vessel to her spirit, he found himself more resistant to his Holy attacks and got a boost in confidence. - Though of course, he perished countless times by Margit’s hand regardless, but Eleina was always there to pick him up. Eventually she became more attuned with her own capabilities, and laid a shackling incantation upon Margit, allowing Lancer to claim victory and pass through Stormveil Castle. - Fun fact: Lancer is terrified of Heights and in an attempt to discourage the Tarnished from returning, Margit threw him off the bridge countless times. While it didn’t stop Lancer from returning, it sure did dampen his spirits a great amount as well as made him develop an even more negative outlook on the Omen. - Margit’s doings would later come bite him, when he was shackled once more in his pursuit after Lancer beneath Leyndell Capitol. The Sewers were still partly functioning in the chamber they were in and the water was quickly rising. Stricken with his own fear of drowning, Margit was in great distress, until Eleina made the choice to release him. This gave Margit a slightly different view of Lancer, unaware of Eleina's presence. This was until Lancer openly admitted, that he would have most likely left him in the waters in a way to return his unkindness. - I could og on and on but I got other guys to write about but always down to write more if there's something ppl wanna know :)c

Enver, Consort Eternal (He used to be called Lachlan like my other oc but I made Lancer, so ,, too similar)

- Enver was an experienced warrior, wandering through the lands between with little desire to follow the grace shown to him. He never approached the Fingers, pledged no loyalty to any entity, higher force or man. - Yulija used to be a traveling companion to him, until the two became like night and day and went their own ways. - The only grace-lead thing he did, was defeat Rennala for her rune, but was quickly met with Ranni in the aftermath. He became fascinated with the Full Moon Witch and entered under another’s servitude for the first time.  - Finding something curious about the lot, he remained under Ranni's service for a time, to see what he would find. In time, he found something he'd never quite imagined he'd enjoy having. Friends. Of some kind at least. - Iji was neutral to him, friendly as he was in turn. He enjoyed Blaidd's company, though pitied his position as Ranni's shadow the further his servitude to Ranni went. Seluvis was fascinating, amusing, annoying all the same. He found himself mostly bothering the Perceptor when Ranni was slumbering or Blaidd was away. Seluvis couldn't say he enjoyed his company, but he didn't shoo him away once he proved his usefulness. - Enver is definitely the type to enjoy deceiving others and playing cards others like to see on the table. This is how he found so much about Seluvis and how Iji was more open about Blaidd and Ranni. - Though he himself can be seen as a deceitful manipulator, in the end he was loyal to Rani until the end. Even when Blaidd laid bloody at the tip of his blade. - Aside from his time with Ranni's lot, he was the one who originally trained young Terriani to fight. She followed him like a stray and watched his battles from afar as a child, until he left her behind to pursue his own journey, growing itred of mentoring. - Enver takes no guilt or responsibility when Terriani pursued the Throne to burn the Lands Between, but did do the courtesy to Lancer to warn him about Terriani's greed to slay Tarnished for their Great Runes.

Rogan, The Lord of the Fell Curse

- A rather cruel, carefree old man. No qualms with hunting his own kind, no troubles when others do bad things. He just kills and lives his life in the Lands Between as a dark shadow in the night.  - Met Blackguard one day and was greatly amused by his attitude, so he bought his prawn. Surprisingly to Rogan, he became a lot nicer after that. To an extent, since Rogan had been a bit of a dark mystery to him, but he wasn't a dickhead anymore, so it was an improvement.  - Blackguard was the first who Rogan really stuck around and spoke to. He was so casual, just doing his own thing. Rogan found it was easy to just sit and exist around him.  - They kees-- - The Dung Eater comes into the picture when Rogan finds a Seedbed Curse and through it, gains the wretched pox. His resistance to it caught the Dung Eater's eye and drew Rogan to do sinister things.  - At first he resisted, held back by the faintest smallest tie to another being.  - After the Dung Eater killed Blackguard, Rogan had nothing holding him back. (In a world where Lancer/Eleina/Terriani don't exist) He released the pox, the curse upon the world in his fury, when he claimed the throne to be lord. Had he never met Blackguard, he may have done all of it for his own amusement, but his ambitions were overtaken by anger.

Yulija (yes named/made after my elder scrolls gal)

- Noth much about her, I put like 20 hours into her lol she was my first gal but I still like her and want to develop her more. - more tba eventually, but she follows along with Lord of Stormveil quest I think, helps Nepheli Loux and becomes her friend and warrior in arms?

at last, the favorite girlie,,

Terriani, Lord of Frenzied Flame

- Raised by an unknown Nomadic Merchant for most her youth, before she wandered off with a strong warrior (Enver). Always fascinated with sword fighting and being a warrior of great renown. - Enver didn’t care for her, she was on her own, but in turn for surviving, she saw him fight and even was taught a bit by the older warrior.  - She became a great swordswoman in her youth and while her skills were quickly honed and her passion to fight was emboldened, she also grew darker as years passed.  - Terriani was the one who received Torrent from Melina and first promised to help her reach the Capital.  - (in her original story, still fiddling w this) She met Eleina (while she was taking her own form on Lancer) and fell in love with the woman. But Eleina (and Lancer) were not returning these feelings and prioritized leaving for Leyndell by themselves rather than following Terriani in her journey.  - Terriani had never been in love and had never felt so jealous, so in need of someone, so Eleina leaving her was the second major negative event for her.  First being Enver leaving her behind.  - She felt alone, hurt by other people’s drives to follow different paths. Eleina being taken away by the drive of grace is what pushed Terriani to find a way to stop what was in motion. This is when the Three Fingers beckoned for her.  - Melina left her company as well, when she reached the doors to the Frenzied Flame and left to find a new Tarnished to help her stop Terriani. First asking Enver, but he wasn’t interested, following Ranni down a path where Terriani’s doings would not affect him. After him, Melina approached Eleina and Lancer, who were later warned by Enver as well, when Terriani slew Radahn at the festival. This is where Enver saw how powerful, yet dark Terriani had become.  - Terriani pursued all Tarnished, especially Shardbearers, which included Enver, until he got rid of his Great Rune, giving it to Lancer.  - Terriani obtained Mohg’s rune, but was just a hair away from killing him, due to one of his servants fighting her into a standstill in his palace. She left with what she came for, though the servant, soon to become Mohg’s Champion, pursued her for a time.  - Terriani was heading for Malenia, but to her annoyance, Lancer beat her to it. Malenia would have been Terriani’s proof of her skill, but instead she made Lancer her target for this purpose. If he was a match for Malenia, Terriani wanted to be the one to kill him.  Fun facts! - Terriani has died only twice. Once when she was a young girl and accidentally faced off with a Runebear and once in her adulthood when fighting against Lancer. The former showed her she was blessed by grace and held the gift to second chance. This was the grace’s mistake.  - Lancer has died the most out of all my characters. He was a terrible fighter and met his doom by Margit’s hand the most, later by Morgott’s as well. The two had an Enemies to Lovers moment fr.  - Morgott didn’t know Eleina was in Lancer and when he found out, he was ridden with guilt and frustration over what he’d done to her vessel and in turn, to her. - The merchant who raised Terriani never got to see what she became, as he was slain by Nomad Hunter. (A misc character, who slays merchants) For all he knew, she became the best swordswoman like she always wanted to be. I’ll just keep writing unless I stop myself, so I’ll pause here but I am, always, very much open to talking more about them :)c might not have thought of something until you guys ask about it

#Elden Ring #elden ring character #Lady Eleina #Tarnished Lancer #Tarnished Rogan #Tarnished Terriani #Tarnished Yulija #Tarnished #elden ring oc

[bora-in-tamriel]

Lancer's Weapons

Continuation of Lancer's Entwined Azure Rapier, with his Sacred Seal given to him by Eleina. (snippets from his toyhouse lol)

Eleina's Seal is fully gold and glowing with Holy power. It wraps around the wrist and the middle finger, or it can be held in the fist like a standard seal. The hands portrayed are gold, with thin vines and soft golden leaves growing from the Holy material. Small leaves fall from the seal, vanishing into golden dust shortly after, never running out or ceasing, much like Eleina's body itself.

If the Erdtree was to burn, the seal would set aflame with it, turning red before crumbling to nothing. Only Eleina could remake the seal after the Erdtree is revitalized.

#elden ring #king lancer #Lady Eleina

[the-alexandrian-professor]

Letters to the University (Part Three)

Dear Lady Cassidy Eleina the Noble of Alexandria,

As you know, I have been instructed by Sir Ophis to move the texts to my mentor’s home in Phthia on account of Empress AJ being homo-draconic. However, there have been a few complications in this plan.

Note that I tell you this in confidence, as I have relied on you for many years. I fear I have, against my better judgement, broken rank with the University and fallen prey to my desires. Simply put, I’ve fallen in love.

I am still loyal to the University, of course, but I pray that you see that simply leaving and abandoning these people is as painful as it is to leave the University. I never intended to commit such a crime, and yet it happened and I simply can’t go back to who I was before.

I write to you seeking advice, as you have been a model of compassion and forgiveness for me. I beg of you to write back as quickly as possible, I am being torn apart within myself.

In the name of the University, Malcolm Conrad

#letters to the university #the weird empire rp