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arun0fdringz · 5 months
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POV, you are Imrik on vacation with your Dragon wife in Kislev
Based on this prompt: https://twitter.com/dEi_pft/status/1731671380620685529
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lordmortimor · 6 months
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hyperions-fate · 3 months
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Night and day are given over to pleasure
And they think it will last a thousand autumns,
Unwearying autumns.
Ezra Pound, 'Poem by the Bridge at Ten-Shin' (Cathay, 1915)
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chiefatticcreator · 10 months
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Smash or Pass: Bunny Suit Miao Ying, from Warhammer fantasy
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farsight-the-char · 4 months
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Given the GW design studio and the Total War team were coordinating on things, I wonder.....
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heliinx · 8 months
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Reminder that Warhammer Fantasy has half-dragons in it like DND
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sinfullapis · 1 year
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The Skyrim Border Skirmish
Sort of forgot to share this piece WAY sooner; I finished an older piece depicting my Khajiit OC Ardene Marquet as her tale as the Dragonborn of Skyrim begins...~ ... ... ... Past the border between Cyrodill and into Skyrim, it's cold but the weather has been forgiving with a bright warm sun to contrast the blanket powdery snow coating the Tundra landscape A lone Khajiit wakes up from a deep slumber, cozily rolled up in her furs and blankets in a worn, meager tent. its small but comforting, and it sure kept her warm overnight the campfire before her still smoulders with embers, as this awfully short Cathay, still bundled up in her thick fur linens stumbles out with a groggy look in her eye, rubbing the sleep out her face as she looks to add more firewood to the flame its a bright and sunny morning, and so while the cat wakes up, she begins to prepare two pots; one full of snow looking to be melted down into a boil, and another with what looked like bits of travelling pot soup, ready to be properly reduced into a warm hearty soup~ the hungry Khajiit had caught a fish the night before and left it hanging to dry a bit, and her stomach growled in anticipation as she looked forward to her day~ Nude underneath her fur wraps, the Khajiit patiently waited for the first pot to boil some, and once it warmed up nicely, she let the water cool a small bit before bathing in its soothing warmth, contrasting the brisk tundra snow as she let the steaming hot water soak her thoroughly any aches in her bones melted away, and she quickly dried off before the moisture that clung to her fur could freeze and turn a pleasant evening very sour by the time she wrapped herself in some simple tunic, the other pot already began to simmer, and the frozen forest filled with the smell of pleasant soup, as she began to prepare the fish for a boil. She hummed to herself as she worked; it was lonely out here but all things considered, the Khajiit was pleased. Certainly, she was having a much better time than how she was long ago... with the fish prepared and now stewing in a pot full of travel soup, the Khajiit waited and waited. her stomach growled some, so to take her mind off it, she decided to wander around the nearby thicket while her breakfast cooked~ As she hopped from conveniently placed stones and overturned logs, she caught whiff of... something else in the air burning? it couldn't be her food, she was careful in her preparation; then what was it?... The smell intensified, burning, it agitated her nostrils; there were many flames. She knew she couldn't linger there, so she retreated as briskly as she could to her camp she'd be safe here... Right?... The lone Khajiit waited in her tent, she didn't dare move, didn't dare try to leave her tent. There was a deep silence, cut by the nearby bubbling of fish stew, and the occasional wind that pierced the evergreen trees near the camp One breath... Two breaths... Three... A loud, ear-splitting thunk shatters the silence as an arrow whizzes past the leather canopy of the tent, embedding itself into the sturdy bark of the tree the tent was propped up on. More came, like a deadly rainfall that pierced the tree's, the smell of smoke and burning grew and grew, there was shouting. The Khajiit dare not peek from her tent, though her cowardice need not matter. Towering Nords, like frightening wolves barreling towards the camp, clad in silvers and blues, many of them wounded and bleeding They flooded the camp, shouting and screaming, they tore through like a terrible storm, fierce blizzard winds toppling everything and anything as the poor Khajiit's tent was torn asunder There she saw, a violent skirmish, blood spattering the once glistening white snow Soldiers clad in blue, clashing against warriors in sturdy leather and greens Arrows filled the silence in between shouts, swords clashed as warriors fell, staining the ground red, a bloody battlefield as soldiers fell like flies to swords and great hammers and piercing arrows She couldn't find it in her to scream, her body froze as she curled further into herself, breath losing control fear all she knew was fright and terror She tried to stumble to her feet, regaining some of her senses as a fireball quaked the ground and scorched the earth and snow, alongside two soldiers now screaming blood-curdling cries as their skin and flesh singed, bubbling and molten from the violent flames Stumbling, unable to keep her balance, she tries to reach for her bow but as she regains her footing a Nord crashes into her shoulder, knocking both to the ground "Out of the WAY Cat!!" he shouts, spittle and blood flinging from his lips as he pushed the helpless Khajiit head-first into the snow, clambering back to his feet before sprinting off into the woods; his once azure blue robes now stained with the blood of his enemies and comrades seconds, then minutes For all she knew, hours could've passed The cries seemed to stop at some point... though she couldn't say when She stayed huddled there in the freezing snow, unmoving, shivering madly, not from cold, but from a deep, festering terror that clung at her soul with a vice. Was she going to die? Will this be over soon? She's forced to her feet by some brute hand, dragging her into the air by her hair as she yelps; there, she can finally see the forest around here no longer welcoming embers and smoke filled the air around them, it was difficult to breathe, and all around them were now freezing pools of blood, smelling of heavy iron that brought the cat to her senses "What do we do about this one?" exclaimed a voice, likely the Imperial still holding her in a crushing grip "We'll bring what we can, anyone still alive, we'll take them to Helgen and judge them there" shouted another voice. "We have the Bear of Markarth, round up any other stragglers and let's get a move on." Hyperventilating now, she'd have likely passed out anyways were it not for the sudden blunt force at the back of her head. Her world became darkness... ... ...... Falling in and out of conciousness. It was cold. Everything hurt, her head especially, like an iron ball resting upon her shoulders threatening to cave in her skull The world was fuzzy still all around her, but as she stirred still, a voice sang to her in the confusion. "You... You're finally awake?..."
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mr-crocodile · 2 years
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Looking for artist to work on Warhammer Fantasy Comission
Hello, I’m croc, I’m short of a prolific Warhammer Fantasy fanfic author, you can find my work compiled on the following ao3 series Lustria Unbound. 
As you can see from the title, I’m mostly focused on working on places unexplored by canon like Lustria, the Southlands or (soon) the far east. I also really enjoy illustrating my fics, often with art of my own or fanart made by friends. But that means I’m limited in what I can get without paying out. Which is what this post is for.
If you are a fanartist/digital artist who works on comission and likes doing Warhammer Fantasy content or just high fantasy art in general, plese hit me up, preferably with your com info or examples of your awesome work. (Or just use this post as a chance to show off and advertise to everyone else who will probably see it).
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bellumalleus · 8 months
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Some more Jade Lion content, helpfully provided from the Total War Discord Server!
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Followers of Slaanesh from Cathay.
This was AI generated by Midjourney.
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arun0fdringz · 8 months
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Miao Ying Fanart from last year
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alphabitchnkari · 2 years
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all of his siblings think he’s “corrupted” when he’s just vibing with humans
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bluestangel · 1 year
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The jewelled steps are already quite white with dew, it is so late that the dew soaks my gauze stockings, and I let down the crystal curtain and watch the moon through the clear autumn.
“The Jewel Stairs’ Grievance” from Cathay by Ezra Pound
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chiefatticcreator · 5 months
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Miao ying, by HellCrossH
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thedesignair · 2 months
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Cathay reveals more details regarding Aria Suite, hinting now towards Collins Elements product
Today saw Cathay add its new Aria suite product to its website, promoting the new product that will take to the skies later in the year. This is one of the most anticipated seat launches of the year, as Cathay vies for the most lucrative of passengers through the Asia region. While the airline revealed some very cryptic and hard to decipher images last year, the airline has clearly revealed the…
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afrotumble · 3 months
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Cathay Pacific Boeing 747-8 Cockpit to Alaska with Captain Obet
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