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Craolig (Cry-ow-lig)

Craolig are a strange looking kuros that are thin, almost skeletal, with bulbus heads mostly made up of their eyes. Despite their comical appearance, these Kuros are not to be messed with. Due to their thin finger-like claws and thin frames, Craolig are notorious as the stealthy Kuros. They can move silently and even turn their eyes jet black to help themselves sink into darkness. However, Craolig are not very strong and heavily depend on the element of surprise to be victorious.

Abilities

Craolig are commonly associated with the element of Shadow, a close kin of Darkness. Of course there are Craolig with other abilities, but they are commonly shadow elementals. Dousing themselves in their own darkness, or they can envelope the shadows/darkness around them to help hide their bodies. Craolig are impeccably fast, agile, graceful but silent. They can move in a beautiful mesmerizing fashion, or strike fear into their prey’s hearts by moving fast and twitchy. They have screech like roars that echoes the farthest of any Kuros.  

Society

Within the Kurosian society, Craolig are often received in a mix-match of ways. Many Kuros mock or laugh at a Craolig due to their odd appearance and lack of muscle, but the wiser ones know better than to upset a Craolig. They are known for holding onto grudges, as most Kuros do, but have the keen ability to trick and manipulate very well.

Personalities

Like with any individual, this varies, however Craolig are incredibly intelligent like the Fiosic. They are known to speak with sophisticated accents and harbor a vast knowledge on whatever they’re interested in. A lot are known to be tricksters, as they can move without making a sound.

Workplace

Due to not being very good at claw-to-claw combat, Craolig are rarely part of the military. There are plenty of factions with stealth heavy dragons, but they very rarely see combat. Instead, they’re scatted around the city (or villages) as chroniclers, musicians, entertainers, and teachers.

Trivia

  • Craolig are based off of Blunt-Headed Tree Snakes
  • This species favorite food are often insects and small rodents
  • Craolig markings are two toned and often patterned differently than the other Kuros breeds. Almost in a camouflage like fashion.
  • Because they aren’t commonly used in battle, Craolig tend to live longer than most breeds, but stay around the same size once they reach maturity.

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HERE THEY BE! Thanks to @rurikredwolf and @sazi-skylion for actually inspiring to doodle Ooblis, which pushed me to just make them a canon breed. They were a lot of fun to design and think of for the lore xD 

There’s another breed that will be announced soon created by @spookoofins too!

ENJOY THE GOOF BABS 😀
~Weird Hyenas

Goodbye may seem forever
Farewell is like the end
But in my heart is a memory
And there you’ll always be
–The Fox and the Hound

Voteil waited until the prince’s rage was spent. A prince, so different and so like himself; another lost soul trapped by tragic circumstance. The only soul he could talk to, the only soul that could see him.

When blackness slowly began to creep towards them, Voteil finally did what he’d been wanting to do for eons: he reached out to the Prince of the Underground, forgiving him in an instant, and the other prince’s horrible disguise melted away in a new wave of tears.

“I don’t understand,” Asriel choked out, his face pinched with sorrow and self loathing. Voteil’s fins drooped, his heart twisting painfully for his old friend. “I’ve done…horrible things. To you. To your mom. Your sister and your family….to everyone.” He covered his face with his hands, his body quivering with full-bodied sobs that cut Voteil through and through. “I’m a monster, VoVo…why are you forgiving me?”

“Because someone has to, Asriel,” Voteil insisted, gently opening his wing and cupping it over the other boy’s back. Asriel flinched, but didn’t recoil. It was more than Flowey had ever allowed him to do. Voteil sighed heavily, watching as the tears left damp trails down Asriel’s white fur. “You aren’t bad…there’s just a piece of them in you that makes you bad. And bringing you back…changed you.” He lifted a paw and placed it on the goat monster’s chest. “But this is you. The real you. I’ve known since you came back as a flower.”

“H-how do you know that?” Asriel demanded, opening his eyes to stare at the young dragon spirit. There was slight accusation in his tone, but Voteil found he couldn’t take offense to it. “How do you know this isn’t one of my tricks?”

“I know because I know, Asriel,” Voteil insisted, putting emphasis on his friend’s name. He gently pulled him closer with his wing, until Asriel had no choice but to lean against his shoulder. He wasn’t that surprised when he felt the physical weight of the boy’s shoulder against his; but it was still so foreign, so new after all these years, that he felt the dam within him finally give way. Tears burned at his eyes and trickled down, and his head bowed. “You’re my best friend. We were gonna help make everyone in the Underground happy, remember? You, being the future king, and me, being a Seuth. I’ve seen it, Asriel.” He smiled, his chin wobbling as tears wetted his scales. “It would’ve been awesome.”

“Yeah,” Asriel said, sniffling and smiling in response. They both sat in silence as they watched the darkness slide ever closer to them. They both knew what happened now; Flowey had destroyed this timeline. The human and their guardian had been destroyed, and were allowing this Save to die. Beside him, Asriel shivered, and Voteil brought his wing in tighter against his friends back. “It’ll reach us soon. You…know what that means, right?”

“…yeah.” Voteil sighed heavily, his throat tight and the breath stuttering in his lungs. “You go back to being a Flower, and I go back to skulking around in Mom’s castle, trying to find a way to wake up the Gods again.” His fins drooped even lower. “I’ll forget most of this…maybe I’ll remember some things.”

Suddenly, the Prince of Monsters hugged Voteil. The late son of The Lost Queen’s wings flared open in surprise, his heart aching fiercely at realizing he hadn’t been hugged like this in hundreds of years. Eventually he returned the embrace, both his wings closing around them so that for a moment, they were shielding from the approaching darkness as it began to trickle over their paws.

“I don’t want to let go,” Asriel confessed when he pulled away, one hand still holding onto Voteil’s shoulder. The young dragon turned and pressed his forehead against Asriel’s, in one of the deepest signs of respect and camaraderie any Kuros could offer.

“I know,” Voteil said. Before their words, memories and physical beings were swallowed up by the Reset, he sighed one last time. “But it’ll be alright.

“It’s okay to let go.”

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Well there go MY feels.

So this idea cropped up because of this ask someone sent to Weirdlanders. And it kind of…took on a mind of it’s own.I have a lot of ideas for this AU and I want to draw so many of them out now that I’ve written them down. Ghosts of dead Kuros trying to hunt Frisk down, Flowey torturing Feuriah by telling her that if Alphys had done the same thing that she’d done to the Golden Flower, Voteil still might be ‘alive.’ Chara having sold out the Kuros to a monster named Malefor, who tricked each human that entered the Underground to slaughter some of the Kuros until they were nearly extinct. So SO many ideas and they all kill me. They all kill me DEAD.

This was another experiment with my painterly style. It’s been a lot of fun taking the pixel-art based style of Undertale and using its characters and themes, the simplistic color schemes and rich character stories, as the inspiration for a new art style. 8> I hope you all enjoy this as much as I do!!!

Weirdlanders © to WeirdHyenas
Undertale © to Toby Fox
Art © to me

 OOC :

If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to crawl under my desk and cry. Please slip me an oreo or two every once in a while to make sure I don’t starve. I am going to need quite some time cuz this hit the feels hard bro. Waifu is too good at writing, my heart hurts ❤

The Bounty Hunter

I couldn’t help myself x,D After doodling my first concept of what Buzz might have looked like in his youth, I had to try a full body. Again taking inspiration from the character Buzz reminded me of most, Mad-Eye Moody from Harry Potter, I changed a few things here and there. Removing the metal chest-plate he wares, figuring after some near death experience he takes that on later in life (along with him losing his leg of course). I still liked the idea that he lost his eye early in his career as a bounty hunter ;u; 

I’ve been putting so much thought into him, I misewell put in the bio I have for him thusfar 😀 I might leave some of it out there for later delving (or if people decide to ask young Buzz, why not? 😀 ). I’ll update it the more I add in, he’s been a blast to think of while I run around the animal shelter doing my work XuX

Name : Buzz
Age : Late twenties, early thirties
Species : Highland Mabu
Relationships : Scattered
Role : Charming Bounty Hunter

Personality : Reckless, but naturally talented and charming, Buzz is a rather excitable man for a bounty hunter. Fearless and at times cocky, the mabu is unlike most of his kind and will willingly throw himself in danger to catch whomever he’s hunting. He tends to find out strange but clever ways of catching his prey, but prefers to put villains away more to keep Skylands safe rather than for the money.

History :

Buzz was born on a farm on the outskirts of a small mabu village. So small in-fact, that everybody knew everybody. Buzz was the third child to his parents but the first male, and from a very young age would help his father around the farm (though, his sisters did so too). Even when he was young, Buzz was very agile and eager to make his family proud, chasing off chompies and other pests that dared tried to disturb his family’s farm.

However Buzz was never truly meant to stay on the farm as a band of ferocious bandits made their way into his small, innocent village. Due to the remoteness, the Skylanders couldn’t quite make it in time to aide the poor mabu. Buzz’s farm was eventually attacked, and at a mere 12 years old tried to help his family defend it. Sensing that help was on the way, the bandits ravaged what they could and left the village before the Skylanders showed up, and it was then Buzz realized that his father and one of his sisters had passed away in the skirmish. 

The Skylanders did their best to help hunt the bandits down, but they were so far gone they could not catch them. Despite his grief, Buzz tried to stay on the farm to help his now smaller family for a handful more years, but the thirst for justice was too great for him. Pulling on his father’s leather coat and what money he could scrounge up, Buzz left his mother and sister to hunt down the bandits on his own.

Buzz learned the rough life fast, and found that he was talented in fighting and busting baddies. Slowly, over years upon years, Buzz hunted down the bandits that took his father and sister, bringing them to justice rather than killing them himself. But the older he got, the more merciless he grew. He started to get more frustrated that the head bandit was becoming more elusive the more skilled HE got. Unfortunately, Buzz lost his right eye early in his bounty career, but bounced back without hesitation.

Finally, decades after the fact, Buzz caught wind of the head bandit that led the attack all those years ago. Whilst hunting him down, one lead found him chasing a woman for information. Turns out, the woman was no associate of his, but rather a new pilot named Amelia. The bandit had nicked some expensive parts from her, so Amelia eagerly joined Buzz to help hunt him down. Though Buzz wasn’t too accepting at first; he did not like involving others as it risked them being hurt, but with Amelia who was so eccentric he had no say.

However, when Buzz and Amelia had the bandit on the run, in a last ditch effort to escape the bandit shot Amelia, assuming that Buzz was romantically involved with her. Of course, Buzz chose to help Amelia and let the bandit go. He stayed with her and learned that due to the wound, Amelia could no longer continue in her favorite career as a pilot. Racked with guilt, Buzz left Amelia never to return. 

Eventually, Buzz did find the bandit again. However, after all the years chasing him and showing Buzz just how ruthless he was, the mabu took his first life. After finally serving justice, Buzz continued his career and growing his skills, helping others the best he could until he eventually grew too old to continue. Instead, he eventually lent his hand and joined the Skylanders, helping train future warriors with his decades upon decades of experience. 

OOC : This took me a week to doodle thanks to work xux’ BUT I CAUGHT A WEIRD BUZZ BUG AND JUST HAD TO!

The doodle started out as me just wondering what Buzz’s wounded eye would look like. He can’t see out of it as it’s glossed over and all tissue around it is so damaged it doesn’t move while his good eye does. I noticed that in the games, cuz I’m a nerd and love Buzz too much, that when he speaks only his left eye and eyebrow emotes while the other side doesn’t (probably saving animation time but STILL)

Then I started to doodle what Buzz might have looked like while he was younger. Because he makes me think of Mad-Eye Moody from Harry Potter, I took more influence from him (reddish hair and clothing). I figure he got the eye-scar earlier in his bounty hunting career and lost his leg later 😀 I might doodle him some more if my muse demands it~