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onedegreeofsoniccomics · 11 months

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Tales of Aether #1

Cover Credits

Layout: Marc Knelsen

Pencils/Inks: Jack Lawrence

Colors: Matt Herms

Story Credits

Writer: Ian Flynn

Pencils/Inks: Jack Lawrence

Colors: Matt Herms

Letters: Jack Morelli

Editorial Team

Editor: Dan Fornace

Assistant Editor: Ian Flynn

#Aether Studios #Rivals of Aether #Tales of Aether #Clairen #Forsburn #Zetterburn #Kragg #Orcane #Maypul #Wrastor #Marc Knelsen #Jack Lawrence #Matt Herms #Ian Flynn #Jack Morelli #Dan Fornace #2021 #Archie Sonic Contributors #IDW Sonic Contributors

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stardestroyer81 · 5 months

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Surprise!

Just in time for the holidays, I bring you something special today— the long-awaited ninth installment of my Lovers of Aether incorrect quote series! Seeing as I've started to dip my paws back into the Aether franchise, I thought that it would be a well enough time to concoct another set of ten incorrect quotes starring all your favorites.

And it doesn't stop there; this is the first installment to be fully equipped with image IDs! I'm hoping to go back and write IDs for the previous eight parts sometime soon, but for now, consider this a treat for anyone that uses a screen reader! 💙✨

As always, for the best experience, click on each quote to get a better look at each one; it will also help separate one quote from the next!

Previous Parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

While I'm not entirely sure when the ceremonious tenth installment will arrive, I can say with full certainty that I'm going to go all out with that one, in that I'll more than likely include more than the usual ten quotes alongside brand new text boxes! For now, I hope that these were worth the near-two year wait! 💖✨

#Lovers of Aether #LoA #Rivals of Aether #RoA #Tales of Aether #Incorrect Quotes #PsyClairen #MaypulBurn #S/I #S/I x F/O #Text Boxes #Coolness #Wanna know just how long it's been since Part 8?#I hadn't even realized I was transgender yet. In fact I didn't even have 'she' or 'they' in my pronouns whatsoever.#Luckily this is the first set of incorrect quotes to address Psycha as a transfem— as it should be!#There are also not one but TWO references to my usual 'Star' alias; and that was wholly intentional #Psycha is bi all accounts a star!#I was also sure to include the usual PsyClairen and MaypulBurn quotes too for those who ship any of the two pairings #There's even a few appearances from characters that haven't shown up in a while like Ayala and Sylvanos!#If I'm lucky I'll see if I can include absolutely everyone I can in Part 10... we'll see how that goes 👀

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stormourner · 2 months

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I couldn't get over the emotional meme that I made three years ago. some people don't like Tales of Aether but the developers used the panels for Clairen's Rivals 2 trailer along with the Militia Ranger skin. Tales of Aether characters deserves more love, fan arts and ship arts

#Rivals of Aether #RivalsofAether #Tales of Aether #TalesofAether #Clairen #Clairessa #crossover #Marvel Universe #Marvel Avengers #Avenge the Fallen

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jittercritter12 · 2 years

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And now she is gone.

A Tales of Aether fanfiction

Burnette stared at the buzzing screen, vaguely aware of the commotion around her.

Really, it made perfect sense.

She could hear people calling her name. Some of them sounded triumphant—smug. The greatest ranger in years… the one who had turned her back on them—on her—just to sink her claws into the most highly regarded position available… had turned out to be a traitor. They were amused. They had been jealous of her, had tried to drag her down and had bitched about it when she had been accepted into the royal guard. They had snarled snide remarks at her and the rest of her team, gloating that at least their beloved leader had shown her true colors by abandoning them. They were having the time of their lives.

Some sounded like they might be pitying.

And some sounded like sobs.

It was hard to tell. Everything sounded so distant. Like she was underwater, and all the screaming and scrambling was above the surface—too distant to fully make out, and too irrelevant for her to swim to the surface to understand.

She didn’t make a sound. She couldn’t. It felt like her throat had been filled with the sticky pink tar that the militia used to immobilize rowdy reservation members. Even if she could get her paralyzed, tense jaw to open, she knew the only sound to come out would be an ear shattering scream.

This couldn’t be happening. Why had she done such a reckless, foolish thing? Why had she done it ALONE? Why hadn’t she told her team? Why hadn’t she told HER?

She could hear Goss and Reuss trying to call to her, she felt a wing wrap around her and shake her, she felt an amphibian hand tug her arm, but she didn’t budge. Her whole body was still, she wasn’t even sure if she was breathing, she didn’t care.

Really, it wouldn’t matter if Loxoront himself barged in and demanded her attention. Nothing could pull her gaze away from the screen.

Breaking news! The bold, sharply white headline cried, Prodigy ranger and newly anointed Royal Guard, Clairen, turns assassin!

She had betrayed them… because she had plans to kill Loxodont from the very beginning.

And there it was—the explanation for the distance she put between herself and everyone else… everyone but her team. The explanation for her reluctance to talk about her past… the reason she got quiet when they all talked about their plans for the future… and the reason she had been so desperate to know if Mollo had been responsible for the bombing at her reservation. The death of her mother.

All along… the fierce determination that Burnette had admired so, so much… had been the result of festering grief.

She stared up at the screen as Loxodont appeared. She only slightly heard him as he declared that she was dead—disintegrated by his robots while she was attempting to sabotage his rule. She only vaguely felt both Goss and Reuss drop to their knees on either side of her, sobbing in… just about every emotion there could be.

Admiration for their beloved comrade who had put herself through so much isolation, guilt, and agony only to fail when her goal was so, so close.

Rage that the spectacular betrayal they had felt that day… was ultimately for nothing.

Guilt that they hadn’t noticed the burden she had been shouldering since before the day they had first met one another.

She knew they must be devastated. In the absence of Clairen, she was essentially the leader now. She knew she had to step up. She knew she should do something, say something, but what? What could she possibly say that could make this any less crushing?

She felt all of those things too… she was writhing in agony inside just as much as them, but unlike them, she had a secret that stopped her from moving. A secret that made this worse for her than the other rangers that had looked up to Clairen. A secret that made this worse for her than even their other teammates.

She knew something about herself… something she had refused to admit before now.

It was the reason she had been so worried for Clairen when they faced Mollo.

It was the reason she had been the more choked up with rage when Clairen had betrayed them.

She had loved her.

She had loved her so much.

And now she is gone.

#furry community #furry #furry writing #tales of Aether #rivals of aether

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 3 months

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Prologue - "The Forgotten Tale of Sky Weaver"

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In which the Traveler and Paimon come across a mysterious adeptus by the name of Sky Weaver while the two are exploring near the sparsely populated cliffsides of Mt. Mingyuan. Or; In which the long-forgotten tale of the adeptus Sky Weaver is uncovered by Aether from the lips of the various Adepti of Liyue and the people who know them.

The skies of Chenyu Vale had always possessed an almost otherworldly quality to them. Mortals who reside in the Liyue subregion pay it no mind as it has been a natural phenomenon for as long as they can remember.

However, those who have immortal souls and wield adeptal powers know of the true origin behind the ethereal skies in Chenyu Vale.

A tale long forgotten by the mortal world and kept close by those who lived it.

The Forgotten Tale of Sky Weaver.

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tales-from-the-aether-ttrpg · 4 months

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Some of my ideas for how Fae are represented in this system :p

Fae are creatures who walk between worlds. They are aware of the ink lining pages and glue holding it all together. They are cursed with knowing and seeing but can only alter the book so much. Fae are born when the ink blotches or the page tears. They are created by the mistakes of Angels, Demons, and Devils during the act of creation. A mockery of the creators, Fae look their creators in the eyes and dance all over the page. They are trapped within the confines of the story and are forced to watch as it is written but that doesn’t mean they are helpless victims. Much of the Fae’s mischievous and otherworldly reputation comes from their knowledge of the medium. They can predict tropes and guide the story into or out of their proper conclusion. Fae are the representation of how stories come to life and the author doesn’t always have control of where it goes.

This is a peak at some design elements of my TTRGP Tales from the Aether. This is not dnd. If you think some of these ideas are interesting, check out my Masterpost linked here and follow for more updates :D

#tales from the aether #tfta #indie ttrpg #ttrpg #im working on the satyr ancestry #and wanted to flesh out fae in general a bit #you can play as a cannon 4th wall breaking being lol #its fun

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dragons-homebrew-hoard · 5 months

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I’m curious and not able to do proper research rn, how do other combat oriented ttrpgs handle health? Both player and enemy health.

I’m trying to simplify things on the gm’s side for my ttrpg Tales from the Aether and came up with this idea and I wanna know if other ttrpgs have similar ideas or did it better

Players have a health number that is reduced through dice from enemy attacks like normal dnd/pathfinder.

Enemies have a number of hearts. Each heart is worth 10 points of damage. When a player strikes an enemy and deals damage, round to the nearest fifths place (10, 15, 20, etc) and the player deals X amount of hearts. (1, 1 and a half, 2), etc. when the enemy runs out of hearts, it dies. Healing works the same way.

My reasoning is: when I’m a player I love rolling to see how much damage I do so I wanted to keep that part of the game while alleviating the math burden for the gm so the game’s pacing doesn’t drag.

Implementation: my system would come with templates for enemies you can print/fill out online, etc that come with hearts. You fill in the hearts as the creature takes damage and erase hearts that have been healed.

What are ur thoughts? What other ttrpgs handle health like this or similarly or within the same spirit?

#tales from the Aether #ttrpg #indie ttrpg #asking for advice

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onedegreeofsoniccomics · 10 months

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Tales of Aether #4

Cover Credits

Pencils/Inks: Ryan Jampole

Colors: Matt Herms

Editorial Team

Editor: Dan Fornace

Assistant Editor: Ian Flynn

#Aether Studios #Rivals of Aether #Tales of Aether #Clairen #Loxodont #Ryan Jampole #Matt Herms #Dan Fornace #Ian Flynn #2021 #Archie Sonic Contributors #IDW Sonic Contributors

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coffeeghoulie · 3 months

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Bear with me on this one...

SwissDropTher, but instead of ice hockey it's A Knight's Tale. You can decide who's in which role but I know what my casting choice would be.

"Guinevere comes to Lancelot." Swiss watches the object of Aether's affections slinking through the knights' tents dressed in white like a man on a mission, he grins, hiding in the shadows as Dewdrop makes his way to his own liege's tent, glancing over his shoulder before stepping inside. "Bed him well."

"You're hurt," Dew whispers, clever eyes raking over Aether's bare chest, bruised and battered, yet victorious, winning both tournament and heart.

"I am, yes," Aether groans as he sits up, grinning rakishly as Dew crawls up his bed to face him and takes his hand, leaning in to kiss him. "But I've been taught to take the bad with the good."

#i'm gonna be honest i would have had this done sooner except i had never actually seen a knights tale #that has been fixed lmao #let me know what your casting choice was if i didn't get it #also if i wasn't working on two longer fics rn i'd do a full fic for this ngl #dot's writing #swiss ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #three sentence fic #the band ghost #the band ghost fanfiction

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murksou · 9 months

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Doodles! Doodles galore!!! have some sketches from the past uhhhh 6 months? yeah

#clairen #rivals of aether #burnette #reus #fleet #tales of aether #dungeons of aether #comic doodles #sketch doodles #mollo #forsburn #greyscale

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oppaihun · 5 months

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I unfortunately don't have the spoons for consulting the oracle today, but please take this is your ramble pass for when you are ready :)

The oracle brings you a multitude of sleep nonsense

Aether has one of those old man memory foam pillows and it just is so fucking dense his own head hardly makes a dent in it.

Rain however, the literal pillow princess. He has so many pillows. It also works out for when he’s sick and a Victorian bed rot girlie as we discussed.

Dew can sleep anywhere in any condition.

You will find a minimum of two Ghoulettes together at any given point, and if it’s sleepy time they’re all there. Phantom is included as they feel feminine, but really they’re welcome all of the time. Ghoulettes love a good snuggle, it’s also safe in the Pit! It keeps the kits warm! (However topside Phantom is said kit.)

Dew and Rain snuggles are thermodynamic equilibrium.

Swiss never makes the bed unless he’s on the bus or the hotel. His own bed is just however he crawled out of it. He doesn’t like to be confined unless he’s burritoed.

Aurora has been in everyone’s bed for every reason (good for her) and no one has shooed her off.

Cirrus, like Dew, can sleep anywhere for any reason. But once she’s out it’s an act of Satan to wake her up. You pretty much have to drag her onto her feet.

Mountain has a whole bedtime routine that includes tea with Aether and Cumulus.

#ghost bc #shitghosting #ghoul headcanons #sunshine ghoulette #phantom ghoul #mountain ghoul #aurora ghoulette #dewdrop ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #aether ghoul #rain ghoul #tales from the oracle

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 2 months

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Aether - "Mysterious Adeptus, Sky Weaver"

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In which the Traveler and Paimon unknowingly come across a mysterious adeptus by the name of Sky Weaver while the two are exploring near the sparsely populated cliffsides of Mt. Mingyuan. Or; In which the long-forgotten tale of the adeptus Sky Weaver is uncovered by Aether from the lips of the various Adepti of the Nation of Liyue and the people who know them.

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“Now that we've helped Fujin tend to the soil, Paimon has noticed that it's a lot prettier in Chenyu Vale.”

The floating fairy-like creature chirps as she hovers along the dirt path by her blonde companion's side.

“Speaking of prettier things. Traveler, did you notice that the sky here in Chenyu Vale is much different from the skies in the rest of Liyue?”

The golden blonde next to her stops and turns his gaze onto her, raising a brow of skepticism. His eyes then raise to the darkened sky that hangs above them and take in the sight.

What Paimon said was true. The sky truly was different from the rest of Liyue and any other region that the two had visited so far. As it was night, the sky was a deep midnight blue with swirls of violet and turquoise that seemed to glow from within the cotton-like clouds that partially obscured and circled the shining white moon. Stars speckle the suspended landscape of night haphazardly, their droplets of white add an almost otherworldly quality to the already ethereal scene. And, of course, the faded silhouette of Celestia looms ominously in the distance, creeping north ever so slowly. It truly was unlike anything that Aether had ever seen before.

“That's–… how did I never notice it.”

The golden blonde mumbles as he looks up in wonder and amazement, but also confusion.

Why was the sky in Chenyu Vale so drastically different from anywhere else? What was so different about this place? How was the sky this way in the first place? It was strange; like the sky was altered by something to be this way, and although Aether wanted to think that something like that was impossible, his expectations have been demolished and rebuilt countless times since he descended into Teyvat.

The small bob-haired fairy floated in front of his face and waved her arms about to attract his attention.

“Hey, if you're curious about the sky, why don't we head back to Yilong Wharf and ask the locals about it? Maybe if we're lucky we'll run into Cloud Retai– uhm… Xianyun again; she might know too!”

Paimon suggests before turning and floating further down the dirt road toward their new destination.

“Hm.”

Aether hums, giving a curt nod as he follows his guide back to the wharf.

“Uuugh! Paimon is so tired! Why is Chiwang Terrace so far from here anyway!? It's already daytime!”

Paimon whines as she slowly floats along with her blonde companion at a snail's pace in a slumped-over position.

“How about we head over to Jiulue Teahouse? We can sit down and eat some of the local dishes then we can start asking around.”

The outlander chuckles softly as he reaches over and pats the floating girl on the head in sympathy before grabbing her and carefully holding her under his arm. Paimon only sighs and gives her friend a nod as she's carried off in the direction of the teahouse.

On their way over to one of the nearby stalls, Aether spots a storyteller on the outside stage; maybe this storyteller has a few tales about the skies here. Though, after a short deliberation, he lets his floating companion go and buy food for the two of them while he goes and speaks to the storyteller; with a reasonable allowance, lest the girl buy out the stall's entire stock and empty his mora pouch.

Once the two part ways, the golden blonde sees the older man leaving off the stage, seemingly emptied of his arsenal of tall tales. So he waves the man, who he learns is named Jiewu going by the nearby chatter of patrons, down.

“Excuse me! I know that you just got off the stage, but I was wondering if you had any stories about the skies of Chenyu Vale?”

He asked straightforwardly; getting a comical sweat drop from the older man at his bluntness.

Jiewu mutters a bit as he pinches his chin between his thumb and forefinger; his crow's feet becoming more pronounced as he squints his eyes in thought. The older man takes a glance up at the magnificent sky with a bland expression, as if it were the most mundane thing that he'd ever seen before. It was almost as if he didn't notice anything significant at all. Strange.

“I can't say I have any stories about the sky, young man. I've no clue why you're interested in something like that, there's nothing very spectacular about the sky.”

Jiewu confusedly drones out; raising a thick brow at the blonde and taking another glance at the sky above.

“Was there anything else you needed, young man? If I'm not home soon, my wife will have a fit”

The older man asks in a still polite but slightly rushed tone, making it clear that he wanted the conversation to end quickly.

Aether only shakes his head and allows the man to take his leave. Turning around, he sees Paimon floating toward him with bagged food in hand and an annoyed expression on her face. He raises a brow at her, silently asking what was wrong.

“Paimon asked the stall owner about the sky while waiting for the food, but he only looked at Paimon with a weird face and said ‘there's nothing really special about the sky, is there?’. And the other people Paimon asked said something similar!”

The floating girl loudly complains before digging her hands into the bag, pulling out a skewer of food and angrily chomping on it; letting out muffled mumbles about giving the stall owner an ugly nickname.

Aether only sighs as he motions for his fairy-like companion to follow him.

Their next stop: Mt. Mingyuan!

As the traveler scaled the cliffs of Mt. Mingyuan, he kept hearing the sound of a paper bag rustling and the unmistakable munching of food. A metaphorical vein bulged out on his temple as he whipped his head around to look at his floating guide.

“You— Paimon, give me the bag! If you eat everything again, I swear I'll feed you to a cryo slime!”

Aether growled as he recklessly took one hand off the cliffside to swipe at the bag in Paimon's hands, the girl dodging every time.

Unfortunately, all the wild movements made him lose his foothold in the cliffside and sent him plummeting towards the ground below. In too much shock to deploy his wind glider, all the golden blonde could do was stare upwards at the screaming Paimon who too was frozen in fear.

But then… on the wind, he heard a faint whisper of droplets landing on the surface of water…

From beneath him, Aether felt a soft embrace pushing him upwards; the quiet sounds of shifting waters made him look back. What he could only describe was a small cloud of heavy mist with a ring of water swirling around it. The strange cloud lifted him, and Paimon when it reached the height she was at, up and over the cliffside, where it then came to a stop and seemingly patiently waited for him to get off.

The golden blonde shakily stumbled off of the helpful cloud and fell on his bottom on the grassy cliff top. His heart beat erratically and his whole body trembled as the adrenaline finally caught up with him. He didn't even register the tearful apologies of his floating friend as she hugged him and sobbed into his chest.

“...One did not think that mortals had become so foolish over such a short time…”

A gentle voice softly whispered from a place that Aether couldn't locate.

“...You shall consider yourself lucky that one was present to witness your fall, lest you no longer be among the living…”

The voice spoke familiarly; it reminded Aether of how Xianyun and the other adeptus spoke. Surely this voice must belong to another adeptus that he just hadn't met yet.

“...Descend the mountain and return to a safer location, the cliffs of Mt. Mingyuan are no place for young mortals like yourself…”

The voice spoke again, this time though, it seemed to be coming from the cloud that saved him from his fall. With every syllable pronounced, the cloud of mist gave off a faint but ethereal glow in a medley of colors. Colors that were reminiscent of the night sky that he had seen just yesterday.

Breaking from his adrenaline-fueled trance, Aether shakily gets to his feet and takes the still-sobbing Paimon into his arms. He spared a glance back at the cloud, tempted to stay and ask it about its possible connection to the mysterious skies that he had been wondering about, but one look at the disheveled companion in his arms and he knew his answer. He'd have to worry about that later, his dear friend needs him right now.

“Can… Can I ask you for your name?”

The golden blonde asked, almost sounding as if he was begging with how his voice trembled.

“...One's name should be of no concern to you at this time; you must go now…”

The ‘cloud’ softly answered back, as if it were trying to coax a sleepy child back into a dream.

With that answer, Aether nodded and headed down the mountain with careful and measured steps, occasionally giving quick glances down at the sleeping Paimon's tear-stained face. He sighs, perhaps he can just ask about this mysterious adeptus another time, he has much more important things to worry about now.

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