[X] Ask why he'd be showing up on a magic map you bought in an underground market, and why he'd be lumped in with six other destinations besides.
 
[X] Ask why he'd be showing up on a magic map you bought in an underground market, and why he'd be lumped in with six other destinations besides.
-[X] Ask him to please not ever put on a shirt or pants.
 
The figure's reclining in mid-air, carelessly slouched across a near-horizontal bed of glittering golden sand that occasionally flickers with tongues of flame. Perhaps at first glance the ignorant could mistake it for an ordinary man, but even then not for long. He's perfectly formed in every way, flawless sun-dark skin stretched taut over planes of muscle so carefully toned they seem almost purposefully shaped rather than naturally earned. He might be about as tall as you were he deigning to set his bare feet on the same cold stone as you, his dark brown hair streaked with gold carelessly slicked back but for a few almost deliberately-chosen strands that hang forward, drawing the eye. His own half-lidded eyes are like pools of molten gold, literally glowing with power and unearthly light. And speaking of molten gold... he's covered in it. It's as if he put on every last piece of his finest jewellery and simply walked through a furnace, letting it melt and dribble down the planes and contours of his body and cool where it lay. Bonding it to his skin like rippling, gleaming tattoos of precious metal. Bands of it around his arms, his wrists, his calves, his ankles, half-liquid piercings at his ears and chest, his throat is practically solid gold. His fingers and toes, perhaps backed in decorative nail-guards once, are now lustrous gold claws that seem to dance with sparks of the fire he could so easily command to rise again. The only actual clothing he's wearing is a a pure white skirt that barely comes to the knee. It's a good thing he's lying perpendicular to you or you'd be seeing even more.

and here i was thinking we should try for the golden harem ending and look at this, our first boyfriend candidate is covered in molten gold!

THERE WILL BE A HAREM



Darn, there goes my plan to break site rules and depict explicit buttfucking.

aw. what. lame. quest dropped.

I didn't see that anywhere. The tittle gave me the impression that he saying he gay as a last resort to get away from some situation with a girl that won't accept he not interested in her.

I was expecting crazy highjinks like a dragon accidentally building a unwanted harem and our goal is the escape from said potential love interests.

Not to jump on you man but, like, the set up was reaaaaally not subtle and we're edging into willful blindness and truly impressive misreading to manage what you're suggesting.

She might think we're living in sin! Worse, she might approve! We need to hide this guy immediately.

Worse.

Dragon!Mom: "Oohhhh he's so..."
Eldingar: "(Mother please)."
Dragon!Mom: "Ethnic."
Eldingar: "(Mother.)"
 
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[X] Ask why he'd be showing up on a magic map you bought in an underground market, and why he'd be lumped in with six other destinations besides.
 
You push yourself up and forward, shifting as you go. You lose most of your mass but not your draconic glory, simply arching up to a bipedal yet digitigrade stance, wrapping your wings around your scaly shoulders like a cloak finer than any money could buy - maps were not made to be operated by scaly quadrupeds the size of a building.
So I'm drawing our lovely main character as he is right here, but I had to stop when I realized that I don't really know what he looks like.
KRA-KOOOMMM. Lightning strikes, the jagged bolt forking in two as it strikes the tips of your crystalline horns. Blue-white sparks popping off the surface like firecrackers as the molten charge thrums across your skull, splits into myriad subchannels that spread across your azure scales like a fine mesh. The thin membranes of your wings come alive in blazing geometric designs, trapping the lightning in a work of art that only you are privy to as the sharp, metallic scent of post-strike air floods your flared nostrils.
So I've gone with a traditional Maleficent besides his horns which I made many pointed to give them a fulgurite feel but, uh, I realized that it's easier to just ask the author.
So I've got him posed holding the lantern in one hand and the map in the other here. Anything I should change?
 
[X] Ask him to leave because you really should get to cleaning up and Mother will have Questions if she finds this scantily-clad ifrit in your den.

This quest. I never knew I wanted this.
 
[X] Ask why he'd be showing up on a magic map you bought in an underground market, and why he'd be lumped in with six other destinations besides.
 
So I'm drawing our lovely main character as he is right here, but I had to stop when I realized that I don't really know what he looks like.

So I've gone with a traditional Maleficent besides his horns which I made many pointed to give them a fulgurite feel but, uh, I realized that it's easier to just ask the author.
So I've got him posed holding the lantern in one hand and the map in the other here. Anything I should change?
good lord camellia you absolute madwoman stop being so based you'll make me feel bad

Traditional Western draggo is definitely the right track to be taking. As far as the horns, they're basically yellow-orange-y (for dat colour theory) crystal things because they act like lightning rods and glow like his markings when he's channelling. So... yeah fulgurite was actually the perfect pull, good job!

(Eldingar is a horrible unwashed incel NEET so it even makes sense for him to have neglected sanding and polishing them down for fucking ever)
 
[X] Ask him to leave because you really should get to cleaning up and Mother will haveQuestions if she finds this scantily-clad ifrit in your den.
 
Eldingar's Boyfriend Bestiary


((art courtesy of @Camellia))

Name: Who the hell knows?
Species: Djinn (Ifrit)
Likes: Gold, apparently. So that's something we have in common.
Dislikes: Clothing, apparently.
Notes: Burst out of a lamp I might've gotten on sale a couple decades ago. May or may not be willing to grant wishes - will update with new information. Will need to do something about him before Mother arrives.
So now that we have this, clearly, we must think about the fact that Eldingar is rapidly journaling to himself as they behold this motherfucker.
 
[x] Ask what he plans to do if releasing him from his lamp is "who dares" territory. If he thinks he can intimidate a dragon he's got another thing coming.
 
Not to jump on you man but, like, the set up was reaaaaally not subtle and we're edging into willful blindness and truly impressive misreading to manage what you're suggesting.

"

Well... I did skim that part and i was reading this quest while playing a new game in between. :oops: It may be the reason why i misunderstood...

I stopped skimming when he got to town changed into a human.

Eitherway, now knowing what the main focus is, i won't be spending much time here. You guys enjoy building your dream harem.
 
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