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hinterland-clans · 4 months

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this has been sitting in my wips for a year... don't look at me lmao. anyways more info about each leader under the cut

Juniperstar (Juniperbreeze, she/her)- the founder of PineClan, Juniperstar was once a ShadowClan warrior in the Lake Territories. After her sister Torrentstar died, Juniper was asked to step up as leader. She never wanted to be leader, but worked hard to build a Clan to be proud of. Her leader mark is a grey tail-tip.

Duskstar (Duskshadow, he/him)- Duskstar was one of the first kits born in the new territory, and was named for his previous Clan. Duskstar was a proud, stoic cat, with strong fighting skills. It was under his leadership that PineClan fought a war against GlenClan over the Sunstones. His leader mark was white spots on his flank.

Bumblestar (Bumblebee, he/him) - Bumblebee was a former kittypet, and one of the kindest cats the Clans have ever known. He was boisterous, understanding, and wise. His leader mark was stripes down his tail.

Mothstar (Mothpelt, they/them)- Mothstar, while kind and thoughtful like their grandfather Bumblestar, was also exceedingly lazy. They generally let the Clan run itself, spending most of their time in the leader's den or the nursery with their mate. Most duties that would've fallen to them were instead passed to their deputy, Snowcoat. Their leader mark was brown ears.

Snowstar (Snowcoat, she/her)- Snowstar was a quiet, authoritative, and very formidable cat. Given high authority at a young age, she believes that rank and power is everything and impressed this upon her descendants. Her leader mark was grey under her eyes.

Dovestar (Dovecurl, she/her)- Once Snowstar's apprentice, Dovestar was a sweet but spineless cat who was easily ordered around by others. Her purpose as deputy was to be the more charming face to Snowstar's iron paw, and as leader, she became listless and uncertain with no one to follow. She eventually retired after making Snowstar's grandson Vinetangle deputy. Her leader mark was brown spots on her face.

Vinestar (Vinetangle, he/him)- Told from birth that he was destined to lead his Clan, Vinestar was an aggressive, forboding cat. His ideas of his family's right to power came from Snowstar, and was passed to his own descendants. He was killed in a formal challenge by Blackreed. His leader mark is sharp spirals on his face.

Rosestar (Roseblossom, she/her)- A shy, unsure, but determined cat, Rosestar was chosen by StarClan to lead PineClan after Vinestar died. She is supported by her mate and deputy Hollyfrost, and does her best to lead her clanmates as StarClan wills. Her leader mark is white petal-shaped spots on her back.

Driftstar (Driftrunner, she/they)- A confident, playful cat, Driftstar was chosen to become deputy because she would fight for her clan like no other. Having had her vocal cords damaged from a severe neck wound when she was an apprentice, Driftstar has an extremely quiet and raspy voice. She communicates with signals, and her deputy speaks for her at gatherings. Her leader mark is a dark tail-tip.

#warriors #warrior cats #warrior cats ocs #pineclan #leader #lore #juniperstar #duskstar #bumblestar #mothstar #snowstar #dovestar #vinestar #rosestar #driftstar #driftrunner #starclan #the dark forest

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kesbeacon · 3 days

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Urako Ine the Driftstar, modelling:

a shabby pack of divination cards made of dull lead and plated with gold. it bestows unwanted knowledge upon you, but it is greatly beloved of evil. it is said to be a bane to the corrupt and power-hungry. it was made by a master crafter, in a time of hollow splendour.

From the items generator.

#driftstar #fantasy #magic item #magic items #divination #mage #blades in the dark

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maikhiwi00 · 2 months

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if anyone's feeling like reading driftstar smut, please know that i cooked ✌️

#txt #transformers #tf idw #driftstar #valveplug #tf fic #mai writes #i forgot to post it here on tumblr EHWHHDEH

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tytobitez · 1 year

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warriors cats oc time........

driftstar , he/him

#tytostash #warriors cats #oc #driftstar

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residents-of-the-darkforest · 2 years

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Dark Forest Resident: Mangleface

Aliases / Nicknames: Mangoface, Firekit, Hothead, Anger Issues

Gender: queer (she/her pronouns)

Sexuality: queer

Family: Rosedapple (mother) Driftstar (father), Stagbranch (brother) Possumpuddle (adoptive mother)

Other Relations: unnamed mentor

Clan: Shadowclan

Rank: warrior

Characteristics: anger issues, kills in a fit of rage, doesn’t like to be compared to her brother

Number of Victims: 4

Number of Murders: 3

Murder Method: snapping necks, shaking

Known Victims: Tawnynose, Rosedapple, Driftstar, Olivestar

Victim Profile: elders, her brother

Cause of Death: hit by monster (car)

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story:

She wasn’t always called ‘Mangleface’. At one point, she was Firekit.

But that was changed when an her brother, Stagkit, got hungry during Leafbare, and decided that she looked like a nice snack.

She had screamed bloody murder, and Rosedapple had shoved the other kit away, but the damage was done.

The leader--her father--Driftstar took one look at her face and renamed her Manglekit.

What a cruel joke.

When they went to gatherings, rumors spread like wildfire. She was shunned. Pregnant queens avoided her, for fear that her condition was contagious.

By the time she was a warrior, however, all the focus was on Stagbranch, her older brother. “Oh why can’t you be more like your brother?” Elders would sigh at her. She would bite her tongue, but one day, an elder went too far. “Stagbranch is so pretty!” Tawnynose had chirped. Then she had looked at Mangleface and made a face. “A shame how you turned out.”

That did it. When she came to her senses, Tawnynose was laying at her feet, face torn off. Rosedapple, an elder now, had entered the den and paused, long enough for Mangleface to ambush her mother, snapping Rosedapple’s neck like a dry twig.

Then she moved onto her father.

Then her brother, chasing him down while yelling that he ruined her life. He feigned confusion, and she gestured to her face. So out of control, that she didn’t pay attention to what was around her.

The monster hit her so hard that she was out before her body hit the ground.

Additional Information:

--Submission by @ambitiousauthor

--She looks worse than her ref photo.

--Possumpuddle calls her Mangoface instead of Mangleface.

--She will fight you.

--She’s partially blind in both eyes, which is why she didn’t see the monster.

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emotional-damage-book-series · 2 years

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Teenage dirtbag pics of Willowclan’s leaders

Specklestar: tricolor she-cat. First leader of Willowclan

Driftstar: Orange and white she-cat. Second leader of Willowclan, successor to Specklestar, succeeded by Cheetahstar

Cheetahstar: Brown and white she-cat. Third leader of Willowclan, successor to Driftstar, succeeded by Kitestar

Kitestar: tortie and white she-cat. Fourth leader of Willowclan, successor to Cheetahstar, succeeded by

#warriors oc #clangen #cheetahstar #specklestar #driftstar #willowclan #willowclan leaders #kitestar

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fenblight · 2 years

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“The cynn watched as Driftstar dragged his mate’s body out of the clearing and into the entrance of their shared den. Despite his own injuries from the battle, he numbly began grooming Quailspot’s blood tinged coat.

“Driftstar, we-“ the deputy began to speak, but was waved off by a flick of the despondent leader’s tail.

“Tell Boulder Ridge they can take the marsh. Land soiled with the blood of our warriors is not land Wandering Marsh has use for.” Driftstar replied.

“But-“

“Enough!” Driftstar hissed, “Enough. It doesn’t matter. None of it matters. The sun has gone out. She’s gone.” He howled. A terrible, guttural howl that seemed to bubble up from the depths of his grief, of his very soul.”

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This is an excerpt from the lore building I’m doing, this is a partial explanation of the long-standing rivalry between Boulder Ridge and Wandering Marsh.

#my art #warrior cats #warriors #wc #art #warriors oc #rising waters #quailspot #Driftstar

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bassomega · 6 months

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I finally kicked myself to finish this :'D Full vers under the cut bcs I had to bait you in with a much better looking thumbnail LMAO @tfrarepairing Day 26 - For All Eternity

#transformers #deadlock #starscream #drift #maccadams #my art #tf rare pairing fest #deadstar?? starlock?? I like deadstar more tbh #but also driftstar

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cacturne · 7 months

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get it together driftstar stop brawling dogs for fun

#clangen is super fun i love it but my clan leader wont stop getting hurt #ghosts howling #like literally i have barely any other wounds so far but noooo driftstar needs to get into a scuffle again #also i dont know anything about warrior cats im just having fun

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wobbleswarriorcatart · 2 years

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Lavenderleaf (OC!)

#i love her<33 #digital art #warrior cats #warrior cats fanart #my drawing #my art #warrior cats art #warrior cats designs #original character #wc #warrior cats oc #*shes the daughter of another one of my ocs: driftstar!

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hinterland-clans · 3 months

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I’d love to learn more about Driftrunner/Driftstar! What was she like as a warrior, and what inclined Rosestar to pick her as deputy?

Driftrunner was made a warrior after the battle that killed Sheen and effectively disbanded Tempest. With her deep neck wound, she was confined to the healer's den for a long time, and while she survived, she lost her ability to speak beyond a hoarse, painful whisper. Her family and friends helped her as best they could, comforting her and working to develop a form of sign language to communicate with her clanmates.

Their time with Tempest and healing from their injury brought their clanmates' love for them into perspective, and Driftrunner threw themselves into being the best warrior they could be, feeling forever indebted to those who cared so deeply about them. Seeing that they would fight for and protect their clan like no one else, Rosestar chose them as deputy when Hollyfrost retired. While this posed some difficulties, like Driftrunner needing an interpreter when addressing large groups, they continued to adapt and grow as they ascended to leader.

thanks for the ask <3

#warriors #warrior cats #warrior cats oc #pineclan #driftrunner #driftstar #character rambles

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residences-of-the-darkforest · 11 days

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Dark Forest Residences: Fathomcry & Goldenrue

Fathomcry

Aliases / Nicknames: Flint, Fathompaw

Gender: male

Sexuality: demisexual

Family: Quiver (mother), Gravel (father), Goldenrue (mate)

Other Relations: Goldenrue (mentor [Clan]), Marshglare (mentor [rogue])

Clan: BayClan (Southern)

Rank: warrior

Characteristics: vengeful, obsessive

Murder Motive: vengeance

Number of Victims: 5+

Number of Murders: 4+

Murder Method: varies

Known Victims: Dunestream, Harebreeze, Stoat, Pikefin, Driftbite, Goldenrue

Victim Profile: Clan cats who hurt rogues

Cause of Death: old age

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story:

Flint would never forget the sight of his father's dead body.

Nor would he forget the sight of his savior.

Goldenrue had rushed in, demanding what happened from Dunestream.

"He tried to kill me."

Flint had shaken his head from where he was crouched underneath the bush. Dunestream hadn't seen him. But Goldenrue had, and shushed him when Dunestream wasn't looking.

Flint heard the gossip a little later. Dunestream had been thrown out, on the testimony of Goldenrue. Flint would have just lived his life, if not for the stories.

Sawdust, an exiled cat who had created a small colony of cats who would test others. Rehabilitate them. Or kill them.

Sawdust had died a long time ago, but his legacy lived on. Flint wanted to be part of that. Marshglare, a cat who had been left to die by another apprentice of Sawdust, thought he was ready as well.

So he grew up, getting lessons from the other rogues around the city, or training himself.

When the time was right, he caught a rabbit shortly outside the city, and brought it to the leader. Driftstar had retired, so Ospreystar was the current leader of Southern BayClan. She let him join as an apprentice, and there he was. Goldenrue.

Everything was in position, and it was time for him to start his work.

Harebreeze, a cat who would always back up the falsities of the other warriors, was his first victim. A bear trap, an old favorite of Sawdust's apprentices. Though it made Marshglare tense to look at it.

Fathompaw and Goldenrue were sent to investigate it. Fathompaw fought hard to keep down his excitement. Goldenrue could see his work. He wasn't really upset, he just didn't understand yet.

And then, Marshglare showed off something incredible he had been born with.

Cavecrawl's spirit was summoned, and it spoke to the senior warriors gathered to investigate the murder of Harebreeze.

The mangled spirit spoke of a reformation, telling the warriors that they have fallen into darkness. Harebreeze failed, would they do the same?

Next up was Finchback. This one was personal for Fathompaw. Well, not really. Finchback had left Goldenrue alone, while the two were chasing down two stray dogs. Goldenrue gained a nasty scar that day. If he had died, Driftstar wouldn't have left Finchback alive. Fathompaw was glad he had. That meant he could have all the fun to himself.

This time, he recruited Stoat, a rogue with a pretty fast running speed, to lure the dogs to Finchback, who he had knocked out and dropped into a tangle of silver thorns. He promised that if Finchback got out, he would call the dogs off.

Finchback didn't get out, and Fathompaw hoped to everything and everyone that he didn't imagine the positive look in Goldenrue's eyes when looking at the gory scene.

And then, to allow himself to set up the tests more frequently, he faked his death. Skinning Stoat after the cat fell ill, the blood covered up the differing scents and the fur color was similar enough.

He went after Pikefin next. A cat who covered up the cruelties of BayClan. She drowned, and it was beautiful. To get rid of the ones who had hurt so many. To watch Goldenrue put the pieces together, and go and find his old friend.

Before the biggest test yet, Marshglare decided he was ready, and gave Fathompaw a warrior name. Fathomcry.

This one was a dual act. Slicing the back of Dunestream's legs, throwing him into a ditch in a cavern, and placing Goldenrue on a nearby ledge. Giving him a choice.

Dunestream died, and a flicker of movement had Goldenrue chasing down Marshglare in the tunnels connecting the cavern to the surface.

Fathomcry revealed himself, smiling as he told Goldenrue of his true identity.

And then....

Goldenrue

Aliases / Nicknames: My Savior, Angel, Love of my Life

Gender: male

Sexuality: bisexual

Family: Breezesting (mother), Driftbite/star (father), Fathomcry (mate)

Other Relations: Dunestream (mentor), Fathomcry (apprentice)

Clan: BayClan

Rank: warrior

Characteristics: exasperated, defensive, distrustful, heart of gold

Murder Motive: protect innocent cats

Number of Victims: 6+

Number of Murders: 6+

Murder Method: N/A

Known Victims: Various warriors

Victim Profile: Clan cats who hurt rogues

Cause of Death: old age

Cautionary Tale: ??

Story:

"It's time for your final test."

Goldenrue's fur bristled. Fathompaw--No, right, he was Fathomcry now, turned and gestured for him to follow. He did, trying to instill anger and resentment in every step. The resentment was deeper, though.

There really was nobody he could trust.

The tunnel opened up into a larger cavern, where Driftbite hung from an old Twoleg fishing hook. A spirit, the crushed limbs making the identity clear. Cavecrawl was holding into the chains of the hook, looking down at the confrontation with interest. Outside, Marshglare was leading several warriors of BayClan on a wild goose chase.

Fathomcry stood in front of Goldenrue.

"I have an offer for you. Goldenrue, you took a stand against the cat who killed my father. What did that get you? There's nobody in BayClan you can trust. Nobody except for me."

Goldenrue was about to point out how incredibly stupid that was considering the situation he was in, but Fathomcry didn't give him a chance to talk.

"I mean, Finchback abandoning you. That fox-heart won't get to repeat that mistake. And Harebreeze, I wouldn't have started off with him, but he covered up for so many other atrocities. You, Goldenrue, you're different. Find me the best targets, and I'll do the rest. You wouldn't even get your paws dirty."

Goldenrue squinted at Fathomcry, who did really seem hopeful about this. "You....want me...to help you kill my Clanmates?"

"Just the bad ones. They aren't really your Clanmates, are they? None of them trusted you, none of them even liked you." Fathomcry replied.

"....Okay."

"Okay?"

"I'm in. But let Driftbite go."

Fathomcry's face fell. "Just a second." He turned around, looking at Cavecrawl. "You know what to do." He turned back to Goldenrue.

"I'm going to give you a choice. You go with me, you join me. Your father dies, like he deserves to. You could try and attack me, which results in the same fate for your father. Or you could free him. Kill me, we lose. Free your father, and I lose the battle but not the war. Join me, and this is the happiest day of my life."

Now, that was something Goldenrue was going to unpack later, but not now.

"Driftbite, when he was the leader, let certain things slide. Why did Dunestream feel free to kill my father? Because Driftbite let him. The Clan felt safer because the warriors were willing to kill innocents."

Goldenrue looked from his father to Fathomcry, back and forth, back and forth, until....

He lunged, taking the narrow path up to where Cavecrawl was languishing. The spirit gave a bored nod, and dragged the hook over to solid ground. Fathomcry sighed, and began to walk towards the tunnel out.

Things happened fast after that. Marshglare burst out of a tunnel that led straight to Driftbite and Goldenrue, followed by a few warriors too many then what they had thought. Goldenrue bolted down the path and to Fathomcry. One of the warriors went for Cavecrawl while Marshglare escaped, and went right through the spirit, slamming into Driftbite. The fall killed him.

Fathomcry escaped. Marshglare escaped.

Goldenrue was left to deal with the aftermath.

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"Hey."

".....Hey."

"You know what I said was true."

"I know. I just need some time to think."

"I understand."

-------

"Let's do this."

-------

Marshglare sighed in contentment as he rested his head on the shoulder of Cavecrawl. "It's nice. I think he's the only one of us who tried to follow Sawdust's teachings to die of old age, and to die happily."

Cavecrawl rolled his eyes. "What, you didn't die happy?"

Marshglare smiled. "I couldn't be happy until I was able to touch you again."

"Oh, and who's fault is that?" Cavecrawl responded.

Marshglare ducked his head. "....Mine."

Additional Information:

--Submission by @frightnightindustries

--Quiver is a distant relative of Rabbithollow.

--Warrior cats version of William Schenk from Spiral: From the Book of Saw. Took some liberties with the story. After Driftbite dies, it goes to fully original.

Also Warrior Cats version of Ezekiel Banks from Spiral: From the Book of Saw. Rue is also a synonym for regret

--BayClan has four sections. Northern, Southern, Eastern, Western. It's a massive clan in an abandoned city based off of Baltimore.

--Fathomcry was warrior aged when he became Goldenrue's apprentice. People who know about Saw, try and guess who Sawdust, Marshglare, and Cavecrawl are.

--Goldenrue is the one who matches Game of Life, Fathomcry is the one who matches Gasoline.

--Other notable residents of BayClan: literal poster child for cannibalism, falcon tamer with a brain disease, someone who fell into a brick, someone who killed his cheating mate, child who is done with this shit and part eldritch moor.

#dark forest oc #dark forest profile #profile #dark profile #dark forest submission #submission #dark submission #long post #fathomcry #goldenrue #Sawdust is Jigsaw of course #the others are harder to tell because there's several apprentices to choose from #Maybe Lawrence and Adam? I know they're shipped

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drifterstar · 4 months

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Tell me about your OCs dear mutual driftstar!!! (in response to a post you reblogged two days ago lol)

Right, get yourself comfortable, because I'm about to infodump about my D&D characters. Starting with my daughter:

Polly Acci: Variant Human Glamour Bard

Art by @gravedoggg @joshdamn23 and @aniitaruiz

Polly was basically my very first D&D character I made myself. Originally a Lore Bard for a Level 12 one-shot, her debut adventure ended with a battle with an adult blue dragon. She worked up her courage and grappled it with her Bigby's Hand spell; it was in that moment that I knew there was something special about Polly.

Heavily inspired by boisterous characters like Nora Valkyrie, Princess Unikitty and the Looney Tunes, Polly is very outgoing and eager to meet new people. Switching her to a Glamour Bard ensured that she was both inspiring to her friends and disruptive to her foes.

During the campaign Princes Of The Apocalypse, Polly ended up getting petrified by a medusa boss and the party had to retreat shortly afterwards. They eventually returned with back-up and she was cured, but by that point the medusa had broken off part of her right leg out of anger. She's now sporting a prosthetic leg and her current design, which she wears as the show-woman of a bazaar in a cloudy pocket dimension ran by a djinn.

It was around this time that I began to run games as a DM, so I have taken the opportunity here and there to insert the cloudy bazaar when the party needs to go shopping, which in turn has given me the perfect chance to play Polly again. She might be an NPC, but at least she's safe.

Jenny "Rizzo" Rizolli: Variant Human Beast Barbarian

Art by @miku-plantman-art and @thepurplereaper

Rizzo is the eldest of triplets; she and her brothers Roland and Bobby have wererat in their parentage, indicated by their large ears, long front teeth and grey-tinted tan. This lead to them being constantly looked down on and bullied at the orphanage thet grew up in, where they were left after their mother reportedly passed away after giving birth to them.

Eventually they escaped and Rizzo ended up working at the local mercenary guild, eventually becoming a member when she came of age. Her time on the streets gave Rizzo a resilience that kept her on her feet when it counted and she learned to weaponize her adrenaline into her swings with Monday, her metal baseball bat.

One day, when harnessing her boiling blood, her wererat heritage awakened. After a throbbing headache and the clouding of her senses, Rizzo's skin broke out into grey fur and her face bones audibly cracked as her mout shifted into a rodent maw. She had achieved her wererat form, granting her access to ravenous teeth, rending claws and a long tail that can deflect attacks just as well as it can pierce flesh.

Rizzo has a tendency to be hot-headed when someone is trying to be clever or evasive with her or when she tries to brute-force a puzzling situation. She might be a self-admitted meathead, but she's not stupid; her time on the streets has honed her senses, and her sense of smell is crucial in tracking her goal. She takes almost any job she can, but she still has her own standards. Especially in some personal business that she does on the side for the right client. ;)

Dr Milla Holimion: High Elf Alchemist Artificer

Art by @electricfrank3n and @gravedoggg

Heavily inspired by the Plague Doctor from Darkest Dungeon, Milla is a master of three things; biology, chemistry, and resting bitch face.

Being the daughter of the highly respected Dr Reino Holimion, Milla pursued her medical profession to win the trust of her high-standard father. While she was the top of her class in school, college and university alike, her father was barely satisfied at best at her efforts. This left Milla with a focussed, no-nonsense attitude that persists to this day.

Towards the end of her education, her father grew ill and ended up succumbing to his illness. Milla's final practical exam was to be an autopsy of a recent corpse, and the corpse in question was her late father. Milla was given the option to wait for another opportunity, but she agreed to perform her duties as a doctor. While she was composed and professional during the autopsy, Milla felt a strange sensation of remorse and catharsis as she diagnosed the man who made her who she is, for better or for worse.

He died from an infection that could have been easily treated, if not for his stubborn nature.

Whether she's working as a physician in a clinic or a field medic in the midst of battle, Milla aims to put her medical prowess to the test while trying to be a better person than her late father.

Haruhi: Tiefling Scout Rogue

Art by CosmicNovaArt @gravedoggg and @reabault

Haruhi was left in a forest village as an infant, her parents and birthplace a mystery to her and the residents of her home. Being the only tiefling growing up amongst humans, she never felt like she fit in. She wasn't bullied or alienated, her feelings of being alone among dozens were her own. This lead to her developing more personal hobbies, like her fondness for reading books on nature and geography.

Haruhi learnt her expertise in stealth and acrobatics from a retired mercenary living on their own in the village. While she is proficient with weapons for assassination, she was taught to kill when she needed to. Efficiency is everything to her. Her upbringing and training has caused her to develop a cold, intimidating aura. She's not unpleasant on purpose and will co-operate with whoever she has to, but she has been known to snap when pushed too far.

Like Rizzo, Haruhi works as a mercenary for hire. However while the beast barbarian mostly specialises in bodyguard duty, shakedowns and generally getting her hands dirty, Haruhi takes a quieter, subtle approach to her work. If you need something done without anyone knowing, Haruhi's your go-to tiefling.

Seychelle: Variant Human Fathomless Warlock

Art by @gravedoggg

Seychelle was once a servant to a cruel noble who looked down on her for her humble background. One day the house was gifted with a strange artifact; a stone statue of a tentacle. Whenever she walked past it at the end of the hallway, she could swear she could hear it whisper to her.

One fateful day, her master lost his temper with her and was on the verge of killing her to set an example. But in her moment of need, she heard the voice from the statue next to her loud and clear in her mind. "Break the stone, and I will set you free."

With nothing left to lose, she pulled the pedestal down and the statue smashed on the floor. In what felt like a heartbeat, her vision flooded with water and everything went silent. She felt cold, she felt calm. She felt confident.

When the water around her fell, her master was on the floor, trembling in fear. It was then that she was given her first task. She dragged her former master to a nearby water bowl and drowned him in a shallow grave. She now follows her instincts and the will of her patron. Dressed in a silver cloak and the leather armour of a bandit she drowned in self-defence along the road, who she was before is not important to her now. She is Seychelle, guided by the tides of fate.

Behind Seychelle's elegant yet haunting presence is a cold, quiet confidence. She is not evil or needlessly malicious, but definitely not to be messed with if you fear drowning.

I have other OCs, but these are my main ones right now. If my girls are received well, I'll post about my OCs more often.

#Drifter's OCs #Polly Acci #Jenny Rizolli #Dr Milla Holimion #Haruhi #Seychelle #OC

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doughguts-art · 20 days

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Its been a while! Hope your doing good!

Anyways i was always curious what inspired your artstyle, and why did you buy Bandit?

Oh and here are some pictures of my cat Freya

I'm doing well! Thank you for your questions, and your cat is super adorable!!

Style inspiration is difficult to pin down as I'm not quite sure how to define my own style lol. That being said, sirfluff and portablebread have been really big influences, since I really admire their work. I usually point to them with how I draw eyes and sharp teeth. For OFF related stuff specifically, big inspo is Xintestsu, love his stuff and CONFINIUM is freaking goals.

As for the Bandit question, that has a simple answer with a complex explanation:

I bought Bandit because I really like elsens and he was an elsen. I did not know his history in the fandom when I expressed my interest to purchase him, as I was a fan of OFF for just about a year at that point and wasn't aware of the greater fandom/fangames. I really like elsens, and had (still have) a horde of them for personal stories and drawing, so when I saw another cool elsen that seemed to be up for sale, I jumped at the chance to get him. I got him, and THEN played the games/discovered who I exactly got. It wasn't any motivation of "ooh famous elsen! gimme!", really it was just luck and the creator (Driftstar)'s willingness to sell that allowed me to come into ownership of the 'famous' elsen lol. Louis on the other hand was a fully knowledgeable purchase, because I was interested in keeping the two together. In my viewing of the fandom, they've always been associated closely with eachother. They were the only identifiable elsens* that specifically showed up in UNKNOWN. As Driftstar had created Louis, and Louis was removed from Hugginverse canon in 2019 along with Bandit and Charlotte, he was no longer in use (since Drift has pretty much distanced himself from fandom spaces). I recently recognized that, and asked Drift if he'd be willing to sell Louis too. He was kind enough to accept my offer, and that's how I came into Louis' ownership as well. I am excited to continue to develop both of them further!

Hope this was informative, let me know if you have any questions / want any clarifications. I know Louis wasn't a part of the initial ask, but I felt it was an important addition to explain how I got him as well (since, they're linked in other ways anyway haha).

*(aka different facesprites, Ryker and Todd are other named elsens that showed up in later Hugginverse titles, but they did not have unique facesprites)

didn't just want to send out a huge block of text without an image, so here's a drawing Driftstar created of the two dudes

#I love talking about these guys #bandit (elsen)#louis (elsen)#kinda sappy but the dudes have changed my life #I've been able to meet so many nice people in this fandom #which has really improved my enjoyment of the fandom #and just all of that has really grown my art I think #storytelling as well with stuff like the bandit askblog #kinda rambling but ya #love these dudes #love the fandom #OFF and it's fangames are awesome

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