1/4 of batch 5! This one featuring one of ACleverName's characters. ^^ Hope you like it!
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well the other two are her. Long story short when the hydra essence took effect and her body began to split her subconcous mind drew from her own to make their minds. The buff one her more masculine side and the other her more feminine side. Technically the center one is the queen the other two are like sentient limbs and act as advisors, hand maidens etc. After the experiment she managed to escape and kill the mage. She settled in a far off patch of land to get useto her new form and as time went on other demi humans or monsterfolks entered her territory and she helped them with protection or helping clear land for them to farm etc. After awhile more came hearing of this place they could be safe from human, elf and other "civilized" races disdain eventually making her their queen. In her world shes known as the hydra queen.
I am just imagining them entering some RPG tavern being like "We are a normal adventuring group."
"Yep, totally normal." "Yes and we would like 10 gallons of your finest drink for each of us."
The bartender squints at them, "Why won't the door close behind you?"
"...It's... Probably sticky."
"Are you three nagas pretending to be elves?"
They look at each other nervously, "Umm, yes."
"We don't serve nagas around here."
The Blond laughs, "Ha, oh, no, we're actually not-"
The Red Head elbows her in the ribs, "We are three Nagas who are going to leave quietly without a fuss."
The Brunette's Muscle's tense, "I think someone is trying to slay our ass, we should go."
Outside the guards are futile stabbing away at some dragon that's sticking it's head into the tavern. They don't get paid enough for shit like this, not even close.
"Yep, totally normal." "Yes and we would like 10 gallons of your finest drink for each of us."
The bartender squints at them, "Why won't the door close behind you?"
"...It's... Probably sticky."
"Are you three nagas pretending to be elves?"
They look at each other nervously, "Umm, yes."
"We don't serve nagas around here."
The Blond laughs, "Ha, oh, no, we're actually not-"
The Red Head elbows her in the ribs, "We are three Nagas who are going to leave quietly without a fuss."
The Brunette's Muscle's tense, "I think someone is trying to slay our ass, we should go."
Outside the guards are futile stabbing away at some dragon that's sticking it's head into the tavern. They don't get paid enough for shit like this, not even close.
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