Tag: kurosia

Baby Yehks are born with the ability to shapeshift right away, but their natural form is not like their full grown counterparts. They’re roughly the size of a normal horse, with their wings not fully developed but enough to allow them to fly upon hatching. They are able to care for themselves, and are born with the instinct to hide in other, lower forms to camouflage themselves. It can take half a century for a Yehkshir to grow to adulthood, and can live until they’re killed by the Black Swords. They are born with their crowns not yet formed, but their elemental gems grow with them. While they do not seem to have eyelids, they have a translucent set of eyelids that slide over their eyes in a circular motion. Their pupils eventually dull and their eyes turn a deep crimson when they’re full grown. They also sound like this

Although they can fend for themselves when they hatch, the mother will often flee with her Yehkshir egg and leave the others to naturally be spread among Kurosia (it is unsure how this happens. Some are distributed as eggs, others raised by beasts or ‘unknown dragons’ until they happen upon a Kurosian village, etc. There are many more tales of how the offspring of Yehkshir blend into the realm). The mother feels compelled to teach her single egg how to fight/kill/escape from the Black Swords, how to hunt for prey, etc. The mothers only stick around for a short period before they get sick of their daughter’s company, and abandon them. If the daughter doesn’t leave them first.

Olfur’Yehkshir, the bigger, all-mother Yehkshir, are born full grown with a single core element, with all their memories intact. Their eggs emerge deep underground as Mahoura’s own flesh is part of Kurosia; eventually making their way to the surface to once more hunt again. 

However with Mahoura asleep, she is unable to give birth to the Olfur. The Yehkshir that remain are far and few, the Black Swords killing them off more and more over the century Mahoura’s been asleep. Soon, the Yehkshir will die out, and the last hope of Kuros returning depends on awakening the Gods again.

Hey guys! I forgot about this composer, but they’re really nice ‘Celtic fantasy’ themed music that I used to put on when working on lore. Most of it’s pretty chill, nice working or study music that I thought I’d share!

~Weird Hyenas

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Oooooh yes, yes I have.

Before I became Queen, before I even joined Athrenna’s guard, Brombe got his job within Wunja’s temple. Because we knew him, we could visit inside and even glimpse at the God in the distance. I was on my way down the hazy, melting heat of the city when I turned a corner and there he was. I was still so very far away from him, but he was massive, singing to himself as he worked. I thought his singing was the entire workforce singing, but it was just him. With every strike of his hammer, the ground shook a little. 

How aaanyone slept in this temple was beyond me. The ‘temple’ was like a town in of itself, gated off and built into the mountain. Workers lived there, like Brombe, but how anyone would stand it baffles me. 

I spoke briefly with Wunjabrot, when I became Queen. He greeted me, welcoming me as if he were my grandfather. Everything about him feels wholesome, even if he’s giant. But the first time I saw him left such an impact on me. Meeting any God is an experience that is hard to explain, but it’s an immense honor.

However, his temple has been locked from the inside, like all the temples. Possibly the priests and priestesses took as many survivors into the temples and locked them in, but I have not found out a way to enter any of them safely. I attempted once with Cynder… and we barely escaped with our lives. The spirits trapped in the temples are far, far worse than any of the ones walking the streets. They seem impossible to disperse, so I haven’t sent another team to try. The Castle, so far, is the only place in Kurosia that is safe enough to travel.

 As far as I know he’s still within, sleeping.
~Lost Queen

They’re heeEEeeere!

Finally after a long wait (my apologies), the Urlathei are here! Say hello to your buggy new friends 8D

The ref itself it way too big for tumblr, so it’s up on my dA! It’s the most detailed I’ve gone into a breed, but I plan on doing an in-depth ref of all the breeds like this for the Kurosia website.

Their lore will be updated at a later date! It needs some more tweaking, but since the ref itself was already completed, I wanted to post them up instead of waiting 😀

Enjoy!
~Weird Hyenas

After peeking at his old ref, I had the sudden urge to update it. Somehow, finished it in one night. Why can’t I do this with everything ;n; Slightly updated his info a lil bit. I gotta do Raigur’Ja too eventually ;u; 

Name : Kruta Bur’vok
Age : 87 (at time of death)
Species : Yinvaht, Kuros
Family : Youngest son of King Burdohk and Queen Athrenna
Ideal Voice Actor : BD Wong, “Shang from Mulan”
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Abilities : Air and Earth combined in a dangerous array of sandstorms, or dust storms. Using his wings to create gusts of stinging sand, or blinding dust. While he was formidable in combat, Kruta preferred his studies than actual fighting.

Personality : Calm and collected, but easily agitated. Kruta was known to be a book-worm, studying war tactics with dreams of becoming a professor. While being the son of the King and Queen, Kruta was not known to boast about his bloodline. He was respectful unless his intelligence was demeaned.

History : Kruta was born in a large clutch to Queen Athrenna and King Burdohk. He was the youngest male to hatch, and was often picked on by his older siblings. So much so, that his eldest sister got too rough during a skirmish and bit off his toe… and ate it. However, Kruta didn’t allow the bullying to bother him, and as he grew he learned to use his intellect to benefit his people. He still grew to dislike fighting and using strength to get what one wants.

As he enters the colleges, he ends up meeting Feuriah, a female Shire set on becoming the next Queen. Quickly, the two became friends, as he grew to respect that she wished to learn how to be the best Queen by going the hardest route; decades of schooling and training, instead of simply trying to grow stronger to kill the Queen and take her place. The two worked together to study, often found sparring and testing each other.

But, the fateful day came when Kruta and Feuriah are recruited into their first real battle. The two were put in the same squad, even flying beside each other, when Kruta was struck by a flamed stone from the enemy, decapitating him.

Facts

  • Kruta was not the romantic type openly (of course, true love is illegal in Kurosian culture); however, his guilty pleasure was reading romance novels. Novels that often demonized love in exaggerated fashions.
  • Kruta had a heavy dislike of the Silverwings, mostly assuming that they were more meat-heads than intelligent warriors. While he was friends with Raigur’Ja, the two fought more than were friends.
  • Kruta was very close with his mother, often telling her of Feuriah’s progress.
  • He was Feuriah’s first Mjol, Kurosian equivalent of ‘boyfriend’
  • Kruta didn’t care for children. He was willing to have some as per tradition in the culture, but did not want any part of raising children. He didn’t dislike them, he simply had little interest. Instead, he enjoyed educating adult Kuros.
  • For the life of him, Kruta could not tell jokes. He’d always mess up the delivery, and Raigur’Ja enjoyed mocking Kruta playfully for it.
  • After he died, Raigur’Ja delivers Feuriah a gift Kruta had left for her if the battle hadn’t gone well. It was a book he had tried to get her to read for years, inside was one of his own feathers as a bookmark. Feuriah cherished this book and kept it with her even up to the Fall. Somehow, the book survived the Fall, and it was one of the many books Cynder stole from Kurosia to secretly give to Hugo to study. Cynder had no idea the emotional attachment Feuriah had with the book.


A͓̗̬̜ͅd͏͎͕̗a,̪͝ ͉͚͈͚M͏ca͙̫̟̜̝i͇̪̘͞l҉̠͍̱͔̻͇̱ ̫͇s͓̻̪̩̹̜̤͞t͍̘̲̫ŗ̰̖͖̬̳̫ͅḁ̧̯͚͈̞ͅn̺̝͙̝̭̘g҉͈̳͎̳e̸̱̱͎̜͈͓̪ ̸͕̰͉̺̱͇l͖̲̥͖i̹t͈͍͍̺͇͉̠͜t̝̯͓͕̤ͅl̲̜͔̪̲̰̝ę͉͉̣̱ ̛̩̖̙̖̙f̨̰͓̩͎̰͖͈l̛̹e͏͙a̝͕̺̯̫̗.̢͙͉̠̝͙̺ ̡I͚̭̲̳͕ ̞̩̥͖̞̣͜a̷̼̘̙͇c͈͍̺̖̯c̬̗̺͔̳ep̶̺t͖̫̖̼̩ ̷̙̟̻͎̝̝ͅy̪̙͕ơ̯̙̪̠u̴͓̗r̵̥̟͙̰̜ ̥̮̞w̴̮̦̫̞̞̗̲o̵̯r̪̦͚ds̷̱̣̼̣̼͎ ͚̤̝o̷̝̲̩f̹ ̭a̰̺w̛̜̤͉̻e, ̵b̝̲͕ͅuṱ̬͓̬ ̤̲̩̘́ͅI̯ ̼̦̣ͅw̨̭̞̘̖͚̖͓o̜̲͇͉̬̯ų̲͖ḽ͖̺̺͕̬̭͡d̦ ̢n̥͙͔̳͎̳o̹̤̠̰t̢ ̢͈͍͍̫̥̭t̙͖͉͙̖̪̞o̴̥̺u̳̤̤̠c̬̣h͈̯̙͚̦ͅ. ̴̳̭̻̦
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͇͡T̮̥̟̫̝̭̰h̰̫o̱͍ş̱̦ͅḛ̗̩ ̙͈̱̣̤͙̺t̯̺̯̼̜̟̘͟h̲̩̹̜͇̤͓a͙̦͉̱͇͔ṭ̛͓ ̜̪͔̞̞͓̥ĺḭ̗̰̳̮̳̬n͖̦̫̮̼̺e̶͍ ̥̭m̡̘͖̥̹͚y̛ ́b͍̟o̭d̢̯̗͙̜͖͔͚y̷͈̥̪͉ ̵͕̫̺̱a̱̩r̥̫̳̰̜͙͢e̵ ̜̲n͈̘o̜̬t̢ ̡͖̝a̤ͅs̴̜̻̪ ̥̭̤̦͙͓̟c̛o̘͟m̛p̭͓̰͎̰͖͞ļ̜i̩̞̪̲m͚̯̬̪͙̦en̗͔͇ṱ͚e͕̤͡d̨͔̭̲ ҉͔̩̙̝a̵̳̦͙̜s͕̥̮̲̫ I̛̞̜̥̗.̖̭̩͔̠͖̘͟ A͡n̺̱̟̠ͅͅd̯͡ ̛͎̰̺̰̙ͅa̤̞̤͝ṛ̝͢e̻̝̘̜ ̨͍͍̬̞̗̦̱v̼̙͖̰̙̪̜e̦͉̪̞͖̫r͖͖̹̮̞̟̝͟y̟̰͇̬̟̙͡,̖̥̫̗̱ ̭͚̣̟v̦̘͙͇e͚͉̟͎̫r̠̪̣̗̣̯͠y̺̺̤͈̥ ͕͎h͏ṷ̟n͝g̷̫̞̣̰͖ͅŗ͕y̷̼͎̳͕͈͙̰.҉̱̦̻̯͍̪͙


W̼͔͛͊̉̀͑ͭͩ̚͝ḧ̵̔̃̏̋̀͏̮̯͇̗̙̲y̨̳̍̇̍̀̓̽̔̄ͣ ͔͖̺͎̦̓ͬͯ͛ͩ͗̊͘͟d̷̤̣̲̱̟̫̾͌ͤͬ͘͡ọ̡͔͔̯ͮͫ̅ͤ̚̚͠ͅ ̶̯̝̞̮̅̆̔ͫͤ͝h̸̛̠̹͔̲̤̏̎͂ͥ̈́̊̇u̴̠̹̖̩͎ͣ͒̓̂̔̋̈̃͑͘͞ṃ̛̰̞̩͎̓ͪ̔ͦ͆̀͠a͓̻͉͎ͫ͟͠͝ņ̸͓̹̈́ͮ͢ͅș͗͒ͮ̿̄̋ ̧͍̼̲̘̼̪̫͙̎ͥ͊̓͆̏̎ͬ̀a̛̬̲̩̬ͫ́̄́ͩ̽̚l͌́̽̊̌͏̲̘͈̯̲̼̫w̻̰̖͕̌ͯ͐̊̃̉̎ͥ̀͡ͅa̬̼̦̮ͮ̓͐̏ͣͫͤͮ́ỳ̡̪̥̼͇̱̻͕͈̐̂͐̽̍̒̏s̯̦̈́ͣ̇ͬͣ̀͆͡ ͎̠̖̗̫ͬ̓̚͘͞ͅw̯̜͙͕ͥ̈́͊̓̅a̳̯̖̦̤ͪͪ́ͭn̴̹̤̥̺͔̓ͮ̎̑̏͑̚t̯̣͓̼̖̮ͩ̽͘ ̷͕͉̬̣̰͔͍́̃̔͐̈́̊̍̀ẗ̛̘̭͎̝͎̙̹̻͐́o̵̬͓͇̲̖̟ͨ͌̉̾ͪ̔ͧ͋ ̶̝̰͒̆͘t̼̞̏̑ͫ̊̉͂̓o͉̣̘͓̪̘̪͆ͥ̓̊̎̀͟͠ͅu̡̘̗̰̞̽̔c̸̷̮̖̫͇̲̜͈̺̐͆̐͆̃ͩ͒̕h̢̗̹̯̗̫̲̏̾͛̔̅͑͜ ̨̣̗̋ͨ̄̒͆͗͢t̵͓̺͓͇̱͑̈́̅̒ͤ͑̍hͬ̾͏̜̯̹̺̝̗̪ì҉̪̫̰̼͚̖̟̙n̙͓͙̺̖ͣ́̿g̢͇̻̭̦͑̆̈́̏̆̕s̤͕͖̗̱̝̳͓͗͞͠,̬͍́͑͒͘ ̷̢̨̳̘͖̌̇͋n̢̛̜̫̉̂́ͣ̓͗͂͊ơ̢̤̙̥̺͈̖̠̯͇̽͌ͮ͠ ̱̖͚̰̩̫̱͆́̾ͤ̊ͅͅm̵͍̹̝̍͋̈͂̾ͤ͜a̸̬̜ͬͯ̾̆͊̾͂t̢̪͇̻͐̂̐͛̏͂ͬͨ͟͢ͅț̵̝̮̰̥̞́̌̔ͥ͒ͪ͗̚e̴̶͚̗̙͔ͩ̉͐̎͂̅̓͜r̶̙͎̝̥̰͍̈̈́͜͝ͅ ͔̖͍̞̳̱̘̪̇ͧͩ̅̓̈̚̚͡ͅh͗̇͏̹̙͖̯̤o̴̗̺̬̖̤̝̮͉͂̒̍ͯ̑ͩͭ̐͋w̷̷̠̮͒ͬ̓͂̑̈́̾͐ ̠̟̟̼͍͉̆̄͂̈̿d̵̰̖̠̬̟͈͚̪͛̌̈́̈́̏ͦͅa͓͛̔̑̄̍͟͜͠n̸̢̲͓̹̳̫̖̣̈̉͊̓ͨ͆͡g̨̎̃̃ͪ҉̜͕̬͉̺̥eͬͥ͊̊̃ͩ̚͢͝͏̞̟̗͓r͓̃͑̅ŏ͉̘̱̣̗̭̃͊̑ͩͅū̡̡͇̽ͭ̎s̊͐ͧ́͏̺̺̙̺̳̹?̝̰̙̻͉̱̪̐̍́ͦ͒̈͐̎́ ͈̞͕̻̞͇͔̥̞̂ͩ̑͑̔̆D̸̮͍̟̠͗͋ͦ̐͌͝ͅo̴̢̻͒̀́̋ͤͧ̅ͭͦ ͥ̎̃̃̾͑̽͗ͮ͡҉͖̪̩͈͔̪͜y̸̙͙̮̣͇ͫ̂͟o̫͖͔̯̼̠͙͆u̽͊̀̒̀̏҉͎̱̮͟ ͍͚͚͓̟̏̒ͦ̂͐̓ͭ̅̏͠͞ͅn̥̤͉̩̮̫̓̃̈ͨ̏ͪ̀͜͡ͅó͑͂̈́̀ͤ̔ͩ͏͕t̵̳̫͚̺̟̜ͧ ̢͉̻̤͇̯̽̈ͫ̿̀r̶̡͉̳̺̦̻̯ͥͮ͑ͧ̇͞ͅe̯̪͚̲̲̭ͩą̗̍͜l̸̰̼̻͎̯̰͎͒̊̒ͨͩ̔͜i̷̛̫͑ͧ͜z̷̜̹̝̲̗̦̘̆͋͛̔͢ë̻ͪ̀̐̔̓ͮ ̵̝̪̜͍̻͔̖̘̾̽͆͢͠h̢̛̼̦͛͋̐o̬͎̪̭̞ͮ̊͂̌̄̚̚̚w̶͔̭̱̜̻̮̦͔̩͐̀ͮͥͦ̚ ̵̨̖̮̩̥̼͉̐̇̐ͮ́̓s̳̐̊͋͂̏͢ò̐҉̦̼̼̦̗͕̳f̶̛͙̳̖̳̻͚̈͛̆t̳͎̺͉͗ͦ̓̍̈ͧͤͮ ̵̣̙̘̟̭̥̗̪ͦͦ͐a̛̲̣̤͓̯̫͕̣͗̑̾̅̂ͯṋ͈̫̮̘̪͈̱͎̇͒d̸̩̥̲͚͋̎ ̡̪̹̠̲̎͂̐ͯ͋f̜͙̌̓̓͗ͨ͢͟͞r̴̼͕͈͙̹ͨ̓ȃ͇͓̖͉͈̝͈͔̠̍̊ͤͬ̒̚̕g̨ͮ̎̂ͮ͛̑̒̚͏͓͚̝̻̼̘̺i̯̥̱͕̞̞ͪ͐̏̈́̀ļ̗̦͚͑̾ͯ́͂̑̽̓e̻ͪͥͧͣ̈͌̏̈́͟ ̸͓̼̺̞̦̏͒̓ͭ͋͆ͣy̶̛̹̎ͫ̂̏ͧͭͪ͆ͣo̔̈́͋̈̀҉̯̹̰̼̲͉̖͔u̼̙̟̘͇̘̗͎̖͗̇͛̋͛̈́̈́ ̢̘̟̃̿̂̈́ͨ̐a͔͎ͭ͂̆̔ͨ͘ŗ̗̩̰̞̲͚̳̒ͧ̽̈̾́̄e͖̤̪̬̪̹̱̯̋̌͊͢?̼͚́̿̆͑͟͝ ̛̮͛ͣͧͮͮ͜A̩̙͗͐͝d̤̱̺͓͔̳̳̞̙̑̃͆͋ͪ͆a̳̼͈ͫ̂̓ͥͨͬͭ,̸̝̺͍͔̎̆ͥͯ̄ͭ̓̑ ͗ͨ͏͕͇͓̠͘ͅh̏̓͌͏̯̘̩͈̫̣ṵ̻̜̿m̨̢͖͖͚̼̠͈͕̝ͬ͊a͕̥̹̦̹͕̞ͥ͌̓̐́̎͊ň̷͙̮͇ͯ͐̈͛ͯ̒́̚s̢͖ͭ̅́.̷̨͛̌̑̉ͩ̑́҉͍̥͉.̶͍̲͓̳̦̼̱͒̍̊ͣ̿ͅ.̶̠͇̘̜̻̥̽ͨ͊ͬ͐̇ͩͮ̕

Y̜̥̩͔͚͔͝ͅo͎̣͖͔̫u̟͖̼̺ ̫̜̩̟d̝̫͔̗͚͢ò̰̯̩̘͖̘ ̻̲̯ͅm̺͍a̯͕͉̣͚̯̳k͍̲̤e͇ ̣̠̝̘̳̳͍ç̲̥͖̞͖ư͇͉̪r̩̘̥̼͚̦͜iͅo͓̝̘͕͖̼͘ṳ̩̯̰̱̣s͖̪̙̻ ̱̪e̝̞̟͚n̗̟̣͈͘t̬͔̗͔́é̲̗͍̖͖̻r̢̲t̰͈̀ą̪i͉̯̳n̮̹m͜e͇̥̳̭n̜̪͖̖͟t̹̺̦͓̱̙̗.̲̭̻̠͇͔̥ ͚Ṱ̲͢h̢͍̣͓̹̬̣ͅe̪̞̙̗͜ ̖̭̯̱̭ḩ̮̘͕̪̙u̬͈̜̬̤͠m̷̰̣̳a̘̯͈̫̣n̙̜ ̗̝̰̲̰̫͕͟D̨̰̹͖ͅr͝.̶̤̰C̵̰̳͎͇̫̥͉o̬̪͔͚̰x̰̩̞̱̗̲͟ ̥̠͕͙̖͠p̛l̕ḛ̖a̘͘s̩̘͕͉͍e͏s̀ ̛̦m̴͓ͅe̯̘͈͈̯.

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Kurosia : Breithonakt’s Judgement

With the new season of Vikings starting up, I felt a bit inspired to do original Kuros lore stuff! I had a handful of sketches, but I ended up liking the Breith one enough to work on it the most. I wanted to show his sheer size, those being full grown dragons he’s peepin on! He’s usually covered by the Veil way better than this, he doesn’t like to be seen (big ol’ metal drama noodle he is). His body is covered in the skeletons of Kuros/hybrids that didn’t make it past the Veil in which Breithonakt guards, and it looks like he’s about to add some more >:D

Enjoy!
~Weird Hyenas
=please do not tag as me/kin, thank you!=