Tsiago has never met a Northerner woman before and doesn’t know what to do with himself. A momentary break from his usual sour face. The road to becoming Elden Lord is a journey of self-discovery.
She promptly starts kicking his ass. He regrets taking off his helmet.
An attempt at drawing Tsiago, my Elden Ring vagabond. He is vain and hides the scars as much as he can, as he was considered very pretty once and is shamed by the disfigurement. They are linked to his banishment, but he tells no one anything. Embittered, a little lost.
Was actually the only one of his specific clan/tribe that was banished from the Lands Between, his family turned their back on him immediately. He felt more than a little abandoned. Now summoned back after ages, the wars have scattered his family across the continent, if any have survived at all. He doesn’t know if he should look for them. He doesn’t know what he would do if he found them anyway. Might end up trying to kill some of them, to be honest.
Does he really care to be the Elden Lord out of some sense of actual ambition or desire for peace? Probably not. He claims that it’s to shame his family. Or is this quest just to have some kind of a purpose in a purposeless life?
The only thing that motivates him is spite and the vague sense that his return should have some sort of meaning or motivate some change in him beyond the bitterness he’s felt however long he’s been away. “Maybe I’ll get some character development,” he thinks somewhat sourly, the sarcasm is clear but its sharpness comes from his annoyance at knowing he really did foolishly sort of hope for something.
You see a man before you desperate for an epiphany, something that will have him on his knees with his eyes towards heaven. But until then he’ll subsist on spite, for however long that lasts him. And if that fuel runs out with nothing else to replace it, then he supposes he will just die in obscurity, and at that point, maybe he will not care if he does.
my friend’s Elden Ring character Alastor who I had the pleasure of playing with!! Powerful wizard boy who laid waste to many bosses, I just had to draw him
Tsiago has never met a Northerner woman before and doesn’t know what to do with himself. A momentary break from his usual sour face. The road to becoming Elden Lord is a journey of self-discovery.
She promptly starts kicking his ass. He regrets taking off his helmet.
Seconds before she bashes his face with the butt of her weapon and then tosses Tsiago over the bridge.
I wanted to draw my Elden Ring character, but my favorite sets/interests/weapons had such different vibes they kinda mitosis’d into Two. Also I couldnt pick between my favorite armor sets so WHY NOT BOTH!
Fell (???) is the frenzied flame and they are barely holding it together about 80% of the time. They speak primarily through prattling pates, lest their voice build up madness in anyone who hears it.
Dagmar is their much cooler shadow, preferring to put enemies to sleep, and if she Must, kill them mid-nap. It’s a little fucked up, but also maybe nicer than the way Fell will slice you into freezy pop meat chunks.
