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super-antelope · 1 year
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Bramble: the mountain king + John Bauer paintings
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hapalopus · 4 months
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Hooooowww did people 1) hear the folksong Valravnen about a knight who's been transformed into a bird (likely an eagle, not a raven) and can only break the curse by killing a baby, 2) see that one (1) now-extinct noble family referred to their heraldic beast, a wolf/bird, as a 'valravn', and 3) read one single 1800s countryboy's explanation that valravnen is like an evil valkyrie, and SOMEHOW extrapolate from those three wildly unrelated sources that "The Valravn" (because it's never a folkloric concept with different interpretations, it's always a single specific creature) is a were-wolf/raven who haunts battlefields to drink the blood of slain warriors????
Please stop depicting 'the' valravn when you don't even know what it is, I'm begging on my fucking knees, I hate the way recent Danish folklore-inspired popculture has latched onto this figure and keeps depicting it in wilder and wilder ways😭😭
If you want a folkloric evil bird creature in your story please just use a fucking dragon or gammen. Use a damn cockatrice or vættehane, idgaf. Please just stop muddying the already-confusing lore of valravnen. The figure has been abused enough already and you are making my hobby as a folklorist very difficult😥
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sad-all-life · 5 months
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Зарисовка для будущей главы
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a-gnosis · 7 months
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2: The Skogsrå from Bramble: The Mountain King
Bramble: The Mountain King is a horror and adventure game based on Nordic folklore. Naturally, the Skogsrå ("forest spirit", also known as the Huldra) is one of the bosses you have to fight. I think their design for the Skogsrå is really cool, even if they made her a bit more malicious than she was in folklore (she certainly was a dangerous creature, but she didn't kill people like that. Though considering it's supposed to be a horror game, the changes make sense).
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lokiravenwood · 5 months
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In the process of creating a physical manifestation of my 2023 Yule Tomte
He is coming along very nicely, just need to Finnish some painting, but until he is finished, here is an idea of what he will look like, as provided by a fun little AI that my wife found.
He has not yet reveled his name to me yet, but I do hope he gets along with the other Tomte that are already living here
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inafieldofdaisies · 7 months
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Bramble: The Mountain King (2023) | Skogsrå, 'The Mistress of the Forest'
"She was a shapeshifter that mimicked what men wanted to see in order to lure them away. When they were close enough to touch her, she would transform into something monstrous. She'd rip their chests open, hang them up in the trees and draw strange powers from their still-beating hearts. No one would ever see those men again…"
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trollmaiden · 7 months
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All the books in Bramble the mountain King
The children’s story
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The Nacken’s origin
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The book of witchcraft
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King Nils volume I
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The Skogsra’s story
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The Plague Diary
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And King Nils volume II
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jaeharuart · 1 year
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Bramble: The Mountain King Fan Art. Skogsra and Olle. Coolest fight in the game. Torn between her and the creepy old lady as my fav boss though. Both were super cool. Anyway, here's this. PSD with labeled layers and brushes on my Patreon. Timelapse of some of the work for this will be up on my YouTube when done. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/JaeHaruArt?fan_landing=true Link Tree: https://linktr.ee/jaeharuart
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shythalia · 11 months
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The Skogsrå from the game Bramble: The Mountain King. She transforms into a normal yet hot woman to lure men to either kill or make them go insane.
Ignore the toes. lol
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super-antelope · 1 year
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Bramble: the mountain king + John Bauer paintings
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princess-ibri · 7 months
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How would you incorporate Mizrabel from the Castle of Illusion games into the Disneyverse?
Ok, I've been thinking on this for weeks now trying to figure out a good idea for this, i've thought out soooo many different things xD And I think I finally got one that I like:
Link to the fairytale mentioned in this so it makes sense if you don't already know it
Oh also Trigger Warning for Body Horror. Thats a first for this blog I think xD
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Mizrabel is originally the adopted daughter in the Nordic faitytale Tatterhood. The child taken in by the childless king and queen, who only serves the purpose of befriending a wise woman's daughter so that the wise woman can tell the queen how to gain two biological daughters, who go one to be the actual main characters of the faitytale, and then the adopted one is never heard from again. I've ways wondered what happened to that poor girl...
And what happened was that, her heart broken by grief over her adopted mother basically abandoning her once her own twins were born, the young adopted princess Mirja goes back to the wise woman herself, demanding she be given something that will make her beautiful, powerful, noticed, loved.
The wise woman warns her of the dangers of such a request. Her mother asked for a child of her own, disregarding the one she had, and for the greed in her heart she did not follow the wise woman's rules and gained more then she asked for, and did not appreciate what she gained besides.
For the Queen ate, not one, but both of the magical flowers she had grown with the wise woman's guidance. She was warned to eat only one, but she hungered to ensure the spell would take, and so gained one beautiful daugher--and one wild one.
But the cast off princess doesn't care about the warning. For she wants to be More than both of the children the queen has gained combined.
The wise woman sighs, seeing the heartache of her child's friend, and gives her a seed to take and plant, which over the next year will grow into an apple tree that will bear a single fruit, a black apple that shines with all the colors of the rainbow. If she takes one bite of it, she will outshine both the children the queen carries, both in beauty and power.
But, like her adopted mother before her, Mirja does not heed the rules. Fearful that one bite will not be enough, she eats the full apple.
Her bones begin to crack, her skin to melt and merge. She has gained the ability to shift forms, to become anyone and anything. But she cannot yet fully control it, and horrified by the mass of shifting flesh she has become , she flees into the mountains.
There, she meets the witches and troll-folk of the mountain, who teach her greater magics, and she becomes a fearsome sorceress. Finally, after seven years she returns to her old home with her troll and witch companions to wreck havok on her mother's new daughters.
She did not count on the wild one being so fiercly protective of her beautiful sister.
Defeated by young Tatterhood, bound within the mountain, the witch-princess, now having cast off her old name for the name of Mizrabel--for so young Tatterhood taunted that she was--lives in lonely seclusion in the mountains, biding her time, learning deeper lore and magic that will allow her to escape and fulfill her obsesseion of outshining every princess in the lands of the EverRealm.
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sad-all-life · 2 months
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Web comics "A bell on the tail"
by @sad-all-life
translator @tshidar
Читать на русском
Chapter 1
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aifoemo · 8 months
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N Ø K K E N
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dreamyberry · 1 year
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Wrote an article about bunads for 17 mai tomorrow! check it out!
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americassoldierboy · 1 year
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Nacken, The Dancing Fool
He once was just an ordinary, but troubled, soul who just wanted to share his love for music with the whole world. Although an ordinary man, he wasn't considered “normal” amongst the local town folks. As a child, he often broke out into dance every time he heard music walking down the streets, and inevitably got the nickname “The Dancing Fool”. Ever since he has been mocked by the people of the town, his hate towards them has been growing steadily. He slowly became more and more isolated with only his love for music keeping him company. Music became his sanctuary.
One day, our ordinary man needed to get out of his isolated home to get some food from the town he had rejected for so long. He needed to silence his hunger. And apart from delicious food, there was one other thing in that God forsaken place that he actually looked forward to - a beautiful, angelic-like girl managing the food stand. She had always been warm and kind towards him, even if others in the village were not. So he took the courage, ventured out, but it wasn’t too long before he started getting harassed and beaten by the people in town. They repeatedly yelled at him to dance like the fool he is. And suddenly, something broke inside this ordinary man. Hehad had enough of the put downs, and he craved revenge. He picked himself up and told the beautiful woman by the food stand not to come to the town by the end of two weeks from now.
During these two weeks he was practicing his violin, neglecting any other health needs, slowly deteriorating and submerging into his own music. He needed to suffer to succumb to the power that music could give him. When the two weeks passed, he went into town with only one goal in mind - vengeance. Once he reached the town square, people started to gather around him. He picked up his violin and before anyone could approach him he started playing. When the music started, all the people in the town began to dance, uncontrollably. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t stop. Eventually, they all danced themselves to death. Our now not so ordinary man was so lost in playing his violin that, when he eventually stopped playing, all he could see were piles and piles of dead bodies around him. His vengeance was complete. What he wasn’t prepared to see was that the beautiful girl from the food stand was also amongst the dead. Although he asked her not to come to town that day, it seems she didn’t listen - and he didn't notice. With a huge amount of guilt and pain in his heart, he left the town for good to wander off deep into the woods, and all he carried with him was his violin.
If you hear a sweet tune in the woods, it could be the Nacken playing your last song…
I will tell you another story soon my Dear. Now it’s time for bed. And whatever you do, do not go into the forest at night.
Sweet dreams.
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trollmaiden · 7 months
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Bramble the mountain King
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AKA a John Bauer love note
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