Dropped: Glistening with the
remains of fresh tears, a massive iron cage awaits its next virtuoso.
Examined: Shaped like a dome,
this human sized cage is crafted from a cold cast solid metal. Each metal bar has
not been refinished and exhibits a warm weathered patina making it an ideal
home for those rustic loving designers in your life. It features a primitive padlocked
door which can open on occasion to lure in unsuspecting creative geniuses with
copious amounts of weed and cheap coffee. The base of the cage slides out for
easy cleaning up of tears, crumpled paper, and motivational posters. An
optional cloth cover is included to allow your confined guest some quiet time,
but it is not truly necessary as most are insomniacs due to illusory deadlines.
Bahaha will this work on you? Because it's becoming harder to get your attention these days! That or I'm going to have to trap @Amarillys instead
I waited until @Kysha said this got approved, but I love how this turned out
a raven wing shield of black titanium A black, wing-shaped shield lies on the ground, in danger of flying away. As if torn from a giant raven, this black titanium shield forms itself to the shape of a large raven wing. Moulded to show each feather, intricate engravings detail the surface feathers, slivers of white titanium adding depth to the wing. Coiling around the wing is a black titanium vine of thorns. The vine cross over several times before ending at the centre where a black rose in full bloom rests. Each petal of the rose stands out as each edge is a line of pure gold. Lining the inside, the smooth titanium is carmine coloured, with a matching leather grip. On the bottom tip is an engraving outlining a small selily.
I bought a pair of wings! I'd like to use my figurine to customize them but wings are so difficult to describe. The worst part was the redundancy of trying to add the keyword 'wings' to red-winged blackbird. this is what I have so far
appearance: a pair of scarlet-splashed blackbird's wings
dropped: Feathers fluttering madly, an enchanted pair of blackbird's wings flap uselessly against the ground.
examined: Modelled after the wings of a red-winged blackbird, these over-sized appendages occasionally ruffle and flex in imitation of their real-life counterpart. The glossy black feathers are interrupted by a patch of brilliant scarlet at the bend of each wing. Edged by a band of bright yellow, they create a striking contrast like splashes of light in darkness. A pair of black leather shoulder straps help to secure the wings to the wearer's back with adjustable gold buckles to ensure that each fitting is comfortable and unobstructive to movement.
I've got some mixed feelings about this one. I wanted to work on the room description, then decided I wanted to do the fireplace first.
short: an opulent fireplace
dropped: An opulent fireplace of carved marble occupies the northern wall.
examined: The centrepiece of the Oakhouse Parlour, this extravagant fireplace embodies the expense and care involved in the construction of the estate. It has been built so that the hearth protrudes half a foot from the wall to showcase a polished fretwork brass fender. A solid stone interior with a grated flue is well scrubbed of soot, and decorated by a beaten brass fireback that depicts an enormous dragon in flight. The mantlepiece appears to be carved from one immense piece of creamy white marble in a distinctly Prosperian style that borders on ostentatiousness. Inlaid with gold leaf, the curving lines seem to grasp at gleaming metal and flame alike.
I feel like 'Prosperian style' is such a cop out for what I wanted to describe as something expensive looking but almost to the point of tacky like Versace. but I wanted something of Szareine's money-grubbing Delosian heritage to still show in her decor instead of everything just being 'YAY TARGOSSAS'.
My personal image of Prospero is a cross between Cee Lo Green and Liberace. You might want something along the lines of tastefully opulent if you don't want fabulous, spangly ostentation.
My personal image of Prospero is a cross between Cee Lo Green and Liberace. You might want something along the lines of tastefully opulent if you don't want fabulous, spangly ostentation.
Nothing wrong with fabulous, spangly ostentation, dahhhling.
Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "It's near the end of the egghunt and I still haven't figured out how to pronounce Clean-dat-hoo."
My personal image of Prospero is a cross between Cee Lo Green and Liberace. You might want something along the lines of tastefully opulent if you don't want fabulous, spangly ostentation.
I love it when I have a client that tells me exactly what they want. A ring designed for a couple of lovebirds.
Short: A silver crow and branch band
Dropped: Collecting dust, a silver
crow and branch band lies here abandoned.
Examined: Capturing the essence of a branch,
this symbol of nuptials celebrates the wearer’s connection with nature and each
other. Two narrow circles, hand cast to
resemble budding twigs, intertwine together gracefully to embrace the finger
when worn. Both bands have been engraved with a simple bark impression and
treated to highlight the angular incisions. Nestled in the intersection of the two
bands, a minuscule crow sits high atop the branches and basks in all of its
stately grandeur. Its tapered wings are tucked close to its sleek body, each
individual feather painstakingly carved to give depth. A representation of
devotion and faithfulness, the crow unites the burnished twigs into a
masterfully crafted token of enduring love.
Focus on results and you'll never see progress. Focus on progress and you'll see results.
not my design, but my commission. Outcome too good to not share :
Appearance (short_desc)
a striking dragon ring of flawless silver
Dropped (long_desc)
Left to collect dust, a striking dragon ring lies here.
Examined (extended_desc)
Somnolent eyes of whorled sapphire grace the narrow, bestial face of this dragon ring, its heavy-lidded gaze bespeaking an ancient wisdom forever frozen in multifaceted prisms. Where snout ridges ascend a horned crown, metallic scales gleam, each meticulously crafted and imbued with an artist's attention to realistic detail. Shadows waltz with light in the petite coils that slither around the first knuckle to the second, creating the illusion of movement at each twist and turn or gesture of the hand. Graceful musculature is further accentuated by an undulating pattern that emerges as one scale flows into the next, this unique embellishment offering a delicate floral motif in hues of variegated gold. Each coil is soldered together to prevent pinching, and even the diminutive claws splay painlessly over the skin beneath. Naught but a whip-like tendril ending in a tiny spade, the dragon's tail curves back upward, crossing over a majority of the ring to curl near its slender throat.
Aurora says, "Tharvis, why are you always breaking things?!" Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh." Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
My design, although slightly edited (and improved, thank you) by someone on the customisation team...
Appearance: an Azatlani war horn
Dropped: Straps resting limply across its bell, an Azatlani war horn is abandoned here.
Examined:
Spanning approximately four feet in total length and crafted from dark wood, this stormy horn spirals outward in concentric circles before flaring out into a large bell. The caliginous interior is stained in paler shades, a whirlwind swirling from the rim to the very depths of the instrument. The exterior features a pair of falcon wings inlaid with crystal, the appendages arching along either side of the bell before curling over the rim. At the tip, a mouthpiece of bronze clay allows the wearer to blow the horn whilst in motion, the metal carved into the head of a noble falcon.
Just waiting on the custom reactions, then Klendathu can toot and parp all over Sapience!
Tharos, the Announcer of Delos shouts, "It's near the end of the egghunt and I still haven't figured out how to pronounce Clean-dat-hoo."
A fur-trimmed cloak lies here, soiled and wrinkled.
Examined
Red, mottled fur envelops the shoulders of this stygian cloak, drooping low to cover the wearer's breast. Nacreous thread contrasts the hem of the dark fabric and frames a round, cavernous hood. A sinuous, antiqued silver serpent wraps itself around an argent crescent moon, firmly clasping the collar together. Pendent braids of russet leather adorned with aged talons and sable feathers cascade from either side of the clasp, only to wind around the cloak and vanish beneath the fur. Within the folds of twilled wool, two belts of weathered, brown leather rest upon the left shoulder and loosely twine around the torso.
I guess I didn't post this, but @Daslin and I worked on this for me - he did a lot of the work, I just helped tweak it. I absolutely love bashing things with it.
an immaculate sword of ultramarine hued steel
Left behind, an ultramarine-hued sword glints in the light.
A single piece of ultramarine hued steel makes up the entirety of this graceful sword. Flawlessly forged of dwarven steel, the blade has a single edge shielded with polished obsidian. The curved edge meets the spine with an immaculate hatchet point, ready to delve into any enemy. Along the flat of the blade and separating the obsidian from the steel, pure ivory sets inlaid at the edge of the obsidian, engraved with the lagua, lagul and laguz runes. A simple, angled cross-guard protects the hand, leading into a straight hilt. A long section of supple, deep indigo doeskin wraps and intertwines itself along the hilt, creating a braided pattern. The doeskin braid knots together smoothly just short of the simple obsidian pommel to reveal an engraving of a stylised bear and rose.
I'm currently in a battle to keep the appearance of my longsword unaltered, but here's what I submitted (comments edited to be in chronological order instead of reverse) -
Trying to "name and shame" the admin, or trying to force their hand via peer pressure, is not the classiest move and probably not the wisest.
Considering it just says 'The Gods', I'm not trying to name and shame anyone. I just didn't want to be penalized for having a decent vocabulary since it was absolutely the most appropriate word for what I wanted. Thank you for your opinion, though.
EDIT: Ended up compromising on 'rake' instead of 'rakehell' because I was told that hell would be OOC. Works for me even with references to hell IC, customisation approved, yayyyyyy.
Thats very stupid. There's innumerable references to hell, and all of them are IC. Sounds more like an excuse to get off you than any real reasoning
I thought this same thing when I read Trey's comment. Priests can fill someone's mind with visions of Hell, when they appear on the battle field Infernal knights are described as a vision from the flames of Hell itself, Hell tuning was a thing when everyone had Icons, etc. Absolutely nothing OOC about it. Rakehell is also analogous to a "hellraiser."
Thats very stupid. There's innumerable references to hell, and all of them are IC. Sounds more like an excuse to get off you than any real reasoning
I thought this same thing when I read Trey's comment. Priests can fill someone's mind with visions of Hell, when they appear on the battle field Infernal knights are described as a vision from the flames of Hell itself, Hell tuning was a thing when everyone had Icons, etc. Absolutely nothing OOC about it. Rakehell is also analogous to a "hellraiser."
Yeah, but at the same time I didn't really think that it was that big an issue. @Tecton offered his input and I made a compromise based on it. I still essentially got what I wanted, rake/rakehell are pretty equal in that regard in my eyes, so as far as the situation on a whole is concerned I would rate it as a positive.
I doubt that they meant the word "hell", is OOC, I'm sure that they were referring only to the syllable 'hell' as attached to "rake". Because "rake" is still used in the English vernacular, trying to use the archaic form, "rakehell" is pushing an OOC boundary, like trying to use a German adjective because you can't find a good English translation.
Do I think it's a big deal? No, not really, we use loads of loan words (especially Latin, sheesh) in-game, but I can see where the line, linguistically, has to be drawn somewhere.
-- Grounded in but one perspective, what we perceive is an exaggeration of the truth.
I doubt that they meant the word "hell", is OOC, I'm sure that they were referring only to the syllable 'hell' as attached to "rake". Because "rake" is still used in the English vernacular, trying to use the archaic form, "rakehell" is pushing an OOC boundary, like trying to use a German adjective because you can't find a good English translation.
Do I think it's a big deal? No, not really, we use loads of loan words (especially Latin, sheesh) in-game, but I can see where the line, linguistically, has to be drawn somewhere.
No no, I was literally told that one of the problems was that there is no Hell IC, so 'rakehell' would be OOC.
I waited for this one to get approved and the recipient to like it (I didn't want to spoil the gift), but here is one of my more whimsical pieces.
Appearance: a primeval troll ring of silver
Dropped: An aged silver band lies here, bearing the
depiction of an ice troll.
Opulence reduced to a dull shimmer, unadulterated silver has
been crudely wrought into a large, circular band. Cool to the touch, time has
worn the metal as bright, silvery scratches mar its surface. Closer inspection
shows a flowing tale of the birth of ice trolls meticulously engraved along the
exterior of the wide band; its many grooves singed black to foster depth. Upon
one side of the ring is the image of the ocean herself, a nude form surrounded
by her loyal aquatic subjects. Her environs cloaked with shadowy whorls and
swirls of the oceanic waves. Carved with deeper, jagged incisions on the
opposite end, the masculine embodiment of the mountain sits upon a throne of rocks
with his hand outstretched. Open cut within the void of the two figures, an
outline of a troll is embedded with a contrasting crystal of brilliant blue. Minuscule
cracks blemish the gem and add an icy facet to the timeworn piece.
Engraved: Your story matters.
Focus on results and you'll never see progress. Focus on progress and you'll see results.
This is not mine, but something @Natliya designed for me. I absolutely loved it.
a stripped, sky-blue poncho
Horizontal lines of sky-blue and frosted white comprise the primary colours of this finely crafted poncho. Airy, yet restrained, this garment is draped elegantly around the neck and shoulders of the wearer without any additional folds wrinkling or disrupting the garment. When worn properly, the hem falls to the upper thigh, tassels two inches in length covering the mid-thigh as they skirt the entire lower hem of the garment, from one side to another. Each tassel is tinted the same sky-blue and white at the base, leading up to a hint of yellow which blends in with the band of pink to mark where the legs are to rest within this comfortable poncho. The sides of this poncho are ornate, having several inches from the tassel-lined hems covered with all manners of designs and patterns; multi-coloured triangles of light pink, sky-blue, frosted white, and black, all of which border a row of polygons described by colours of black and light pink on a background of that familiar sky-blue. All of these rest under the final layer of decorations, a tableau of shapes describing some indecipherable story by the arcane shapes and patterns.
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
I think rings are my favorite thing to design right now. A question to you all, where do you go for your inspiration? I'm a massive Etsy fan. This is dangerous because I end up buying things I don't need. Here is another of my rings, designed on a whim for another Targossian. It is a very simple design with a lot of symbolism.
Short: An obsidian signet ring with gold accents
Dropped: Glinting despondently, an obsidian signet ring has
been lost here.
Examined: Broad and masculine, this obsidian signet ring is artfully
fashioned into an heirloom piece of abundant proportions. The swooping shank features
a fractal hammered finish, reminding the wearer that a well-earned existence is
one that is hard fought for. Molded into the center of the band, a deeply
recessed sigil of the Dawnspear is antiquated and hand carved into the metal
itself. The engraving has been inlayed scrupulously with gold in order to
showcase the crisp features of the islands against the obsidian metal. Shadowy acanthus leaves, engraved in repousse,
frame the center and shoulders of the signet ring. They blossom with a powerful
presence of enduring life even in the most challenging times. The inside surface of the band has a minute
flame incised as a testament to its creator.
Focus on results and you'll never see progress. Focus on progress and you'll see results.
I get inspiration most often from pieces in movies or tv shows. For instance, this dress from The Duchess has been a project I've had on the back-burner for a while now. However, I'll also often google for images of things to help me get ideas, especially if I have a particular project needing to get done (for example, I really need to look up traditional white ball gowns soon). Every now and then I'll just... dream up something, but that's much harder to do!
Etsy sounds like a neat place to get inspiration, I might have to check that out.
Hmm, I've not designed a whole lot lately. I suppose I'll share the most recent thing, which was a gift for a Mhaldorian who was sad about leaving Necromancy behind since they changed class:
Appearance: a steel chain bearing an ethereal soulspear
Dropped: Shimmering upon the ground is a steel chain bearing a soulspear.
Examined: Finely-wrought, gleaming steel twirls into an eternal corona of interlinking rivets, each minute loop slender yet sturdy. The chain is stout enough to withstand the rigours of combat or daily wear and tear, yet still retain a lustrous sheen within its construction. Austere in its simple elegance, the only ornament adorning this piece is a thin, exquisite soulspear. Rendered from the meticulous hammering of premium tritonic silver, the lifelike weapon's point glints with wicked intent, razor sharp despite its decorative purpose.
And I love too Be still, my indelible friend That love soon might end You are unbreaking And be known in its aching Though quaking Shown in this shaking Though crazy Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
Personally, I found Pinterest works excellently. Specially since you are likely to get images not only from etsy, but from a host of other sites as well.
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
First of all, I'm not a forger, but a jeweller. Whipped this one up as a fun request for someone that later got a blade from a divine, so I am offering it to anyone else that would like it. I can change the spirit animal to anything you'd like. (Used this as inspiration: http://www.fableblades.com/Longclaw.html)
Appearance: a silvery greatsword of
the bear
Dropped: Emanating the spirit of a bear,
a silvery greatsword lies here forsaken.
Examined: Expertly wrought from
refined silver and Dwarven steel, this greatsword’s immense blade is suffused
with an ethereal glow achieved by adding copious amounts of silvery essence
into the forging process. An intricate lattice of snaring vines has been incised
along the entire length of the blade, each inch marked with a malevolent thorn.
Coordinating with the unique blade, elaborately interwoven bands of blackened
leather wrap around the elongated horn grip of the blade, providing a secure
hold for the wielder’s hands. A thin strip of tarnished gold marks the center
of the handle, adding a striking contrast to the dark material. The grip then gradually
advances into a crossguard which flairs out towards the blade, its quillons swooping
into volutes at the ends. A miniscule bear paw has been embossed on the centre
of the crossguard, extending the spirit of the bronze bear’s head sculpted into
the pommel of the hilt. Vivid, red rubies glisten from the bear’s eyes, set
into a resolute glare; while its teeth are bared into a vicious snarl, daring
another soul to cross its path.
Focus on results and you'll never see progress. Focus on progress and you'll see results.
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I feel like 'Prosperian style' is such a cop out for what I wanted to describe as something expensive looking but almost to the point of tacky like Versace. but I wanted something of Szareine's money-grubbing Delosian heritage to still show in her decor instead of everything just being 'YAY TARGOSSAS'.
My personal image of Prospero is a cross between Cee Lo Green and Liberace. You might want something along the lines of tastefully opulent if you don't want fabulous, spangly ostentation.
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
Appearance:
an Azatlani war horn
Dropped:
Straps resting limply across its bell, an Azatlani war horn is abandoned here.
Examined:
Just waiting on the custom reactions, then Klendathu can toot and parp all over Sapience!
I designed this recently
Appearance
a fur-trimmed, tribal cloak
Dropped
A fur-trimmed cloak lies here, soiled and wrinkled.
Examined
Red, mottled fur envelops the shoulders of this stygian cloak, drooping low to cover the wearer's breast. Nacreous thread contrasts the hem of the dark fabric and frames a round, cavernous hood. A sinuous, antiqued silver serpent wraps itself around an argent crescent moon, firmly clasping the collar together. Pendent braids of russet leather adorned with aged talons and sable feathers cascade from either side of the clasp, only to wind around the cloak and vanish beneath the fur. Within the folds of twilled wool, two belts of weathered, brown leather rest upon the left shoulder and loosely twine around the torso.
For reference, this is the pommel I was going for -
And this is kind-of-but-not what I was going for on the crosspiece and guard. Hard to find something that looks like what I pictured in my head.
EDIT: Ended up compromising on 'rake' instead of 'rakehell' because I was told that hell would be OOC. Works for me even with references to hell IC, customisation approved, yayyyyyy.
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
Album of Bluef during her time in Achaea
Do I think it's a big deal? No, not really, we use loads of loan words (especially Latin, sheesh) in-game, but I can see where the line, linguistically, has to be drawn somewhere.
a stripped, sky-blue poncho
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.
Etsy sounds like a neat place to get inspiration, I might have to check that out.
Hmm, I've not designed a whole lot lately. I suppose I'll share the most recent thing, which was a gift for a Mhaldorian who was sad about leaving Necromancy behind since they changed class:
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
And you won't understand the cause of your grief...
...But you'll always follow the voices beneath.