going through my old catalogue and revamping my old pieces to use as prints someday so heres a laerynn (@quiddie) and loquatious version 2 electric boogaloo :D
Well. It makes me happy to know at least. That Laerynn would’ve absolutely ignored every magical email Ludinus sent her. She would’ve slammed that bitch back down into the junk folder. Number BLOCKED. DMs closed. I believe in my queen she wouldn’t have put up with his desperate bullshit. She had real stuff to do.
here’s my full exu calamity character lineup!! made while I rewatched (and then rewatched again) these past few months. I loved this crew and this story so much :’)
Matt: Yeah Evontra’vir is just the part of his name he can remember, he’s forgotten his true name
Oh wow cool Matt! It must be such a fun coincidence that it sounds so much like Evandrin former first knight of Avalir, Zerxus’ believed dead husband who exists in a state between life or death as an astral being who was pushed from the material plane by the Tree of Names after an experiment gone wrong and was stuck in its branches for years :D
She helped keep a magic floating city in the sky while building a machine to move said city across planes- all while trying to ignore her ex-husband. also both kinda causes the apocalypse but also prevents a huge chunk of existence from being wiped out due to the apocalypse
Granny Weatherwax:
Granny Weatherwax is a witch. Witches don't have leaders, because Granny Weatherwax never allow that sort of thing. She knows that she is the most dangerous thing in this dark forest. She is extremely good at what she does. She is kind, but not nice. She helps her community, cures people with potions and psychology, and she is an extremely practical person. She watches herself very closely to make sure she never strays from her own moral compass. There’s no harsher judge of Granny Weatherwax than Granny Weatherwax. Here are some quotes from the books: Granny’s implicit belief that everything should get out of her way extended to other witches, very tall trees and, on occasion, mountains. Granny Weatherwax was not a good loser. From her point of view, losing was something that happened to other people. Many people could say things in a cutting way. But Granny Weatherwax could listen in a cutting way. She could make something sound stupid just by hearing it. “I did start out in witchcraft to get boys, to tell you the truth.’ ‘Think I don’t know that?’ ‘What did you start out to get, Esme?’ Granny stopped, and looked up at the frosty sky and then down at the ground. ‘Dunno,’ she said at last. ‘Even, I suppose.”