In Iomedae's Name

dogbomber: [ edit: aw man it didn’t go all the way through...

Thu, 06 Sep 2012 21:04:39 -0700

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Zelda

Ganondorf

Octorok

Darknut

Wizzrobe

Redead

Character Lineup

Monster Lineup

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Post-Apocalypse Zelda, Part 1

Something of a personal project, I’ve wanted to do a sort of Future Zelda for some time now, and school tossed this assignment my way: redesign an old video game.

I’ve always wondered what Hyrule would be like in some strange, parallel, bombed out universe, and this is my exploration into that land over the course of 7 weeks. This is part 1 of 2 parts, showing the various character and monster designs I decided to work with. Part 2 will contain more developmental pieces, including some of the environments and props.

Some notes:

For the most part, I tried to stay true to the already established universe, keeping in mind certain mechanics and plot points. Deciding on the enemy selection was difficult: there are many, many signature enemies in the games, and I would have liked to work with all of them. In the end I settled on enemies that had the most impact on me, either through nostalgia (like the Octorok) or gameplay experience (Redeads).

If you’ve got any questions, whether in general or on specific pieces, criticisms, or are curious on my thought process, feel free to drop me a message.

(Hmm… Darksun Verinya?)

Don't worry, I'm always fighting evil. So, uh, did you have any place in mind, because I know one or two. But you're the more experienced one, I'm willing to bet.

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 20:26:57 -0700

“Lead the way. Trouble seems to find me wherever I go anyway.”

Verinya rose to her feet and offered a hand to the man. “I don’t think I got your name.”

Great! I mean... Excellent. I knew Gilda couldn't be lying to me all the time. And don't worry about harming innocents, I'm a knight. We're supposed to protect the weak, innocent, etc, etc.

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 20:12:24 -0700

“Right. The order of Iomedae tends to take a slightly more proactive stance on evil, but our goals sound like they’re much the same.”

Right. Listen... I was told you were something of an adventurer. And as it turns out, I do a bit of adventuring myself. It's probably a bit rude of me, and you don't need to say yes, so perhaps, you'd be up for a bit of adventuring with me maybe?

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 20:00:49 -0700

“I don’t see why not,” she said with a shrug, “So long as you don’t seek to harm innocents. You can never be too careful these days.”

Wonderful. Uh, listen, I heard you were a paladin of some god or another. Is that true? Or are you just some very large woman who normally goes outside wearing armor?

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 19:46:54 -0700

Verinya smiled. “Indeed. I am a champion of Iomedae, the Inheritor of Aroden. But I suppose you’re right on both counts.”

who on tumblr do you ship me with?

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 19:35:35 -0700

Eh, excuse me, but I'm looking for a Paladin by the name of Verinya. You, uh, wouldn't know where I could find her, do you?

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 19:33:47 -0700

“You’re looking at her. What can I do for you?”

(I LIVE)

Wed, 05 Sep 2012 19:16:18 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck: “Sounds intense. Requires a lot of devotion, no doubt. But it sounds a bit black...

Mon, 28 May 2012 10:20:35 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck:

“Sounds intense. Requires a lot of devotion, no doubt. But it sounds a bit black and white,” Gilda stated.
The lady came back to their table and gave them some menus. Gilda gave her menu back immediately and said, “Large serving of honey barbecue wings and… shit… I drank already… uh…”

She looked at Verinya. “You drinking more or should I get a soda or something?”

A drink would be nice. That beer wasn’t really much so…

“No,” Verinya blurted out. “I mean, no thank you. I’m just going to have water.” She rubbed her eyes with one hand.

“So what about you? I’ve talked an awful lot about myself today.” She gestured to Gilda with an open hand. “What do you do for a living?”

not-griffon-a-fuck: “Gray area. Got it. But yeah, I guess I can get that. My country hasn’t been in...

Sun, 27 May 2012 12:26:21 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck:

“Gray area. Got it. But yeah, I guess I can get that. My country hasn’t been in like a full scale war in a couple decades. There’s no need for every soldier to be on the line at all times. We have a couple countless most would consider to be our enemies, but even then. there’s only so much that can be done when a major concern for your side is to try and seem like the good guys.”

“It’s not quite like being a soldier. It’s more like… planetary guard duty. Most paladins are stationed somewhere, others leave the church and go adventuring, stomping out evil where they find it. People like me are like guards on patrol- we wander through Golarion performing our duty until we’re told to stop; our work could end after a month, or last until we die.”

not-griffon-a-fuck: “Oh, I was figuring you were maybe fourteen or fifteen. I’m actually 21. So I...

Sat, 26 May 2012 22:27:11 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck:

“Oh, I was figuring you were maybe fourteen or fifteen. I’m actually 21. So I was what… 13? 17 isn’t that bad though. I was actually hoping to join the air force—uh, a division of our army—around that age. But… damn, eight years… you never take some sort of leave? What about your family?”

“Civilization’s enemies don’t rest, so I don’t either.”

Verinya shrugged. “At least that’s the justification. I don’t complain though, it’s all in the service of our goddess. And… no. Not really. My only family is an adoptive father. I’d rather not talk about it, if you don’t mind.”

not-griffon-a-fuck: “Christ… eight? As in 365, 24-hour days, eight times?” she asked. Who knows,...

Sat, 26 May 2012 14:55:37 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck:

“Christ… eight? As in 365, 24-hour days, eight times?” she asked. Who knows, maybe there were different time increments where Verinya was from? “Wait… I was still a kid then… How old are you again?”

“Uh, yeah. I’m pretty sure we use the same time scale,” she said, raising an eyebrow. “I’m 25 years old. I started active duty as a paladin when I was 17, and committed myself to staying in my armor shortly thereafter.”

(I can reply in about an hour, maybe a little more. Sorry.)

Sat, 26 May 2012 12:42:19 -0700

(I can reply in about an hour, maybe a little more. Sorry.)

not-griffon-a-fuck: “Oh, shit, you mean you wanted your food to be dead?” she asked in a joking...

Sat, 26 May 2012 02:29:04 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck:

“Oh, shit, you mean you wanted your food to be dead?” she asked in a joking manner. A woman came up to them and led them to a booth. Gilda took a seat on one side, assuming Verinya would take the other. “It’s dark enough in here… I don’t think you’ll be getting many strange looks.”

Gilda smirked. “Unless, you know, some drunk tries to put the moves on you. But drunk or not, they’ll probably leave the giants alone, I’d hope.”

“We’ll see,” Verinya chuckled. “It’s been… eight years, I think,” she said, counting the time on her fingers, “Since I was last out in public without a metal shell. It’s liberating, in a way.”

not-griffon-a-fuck: “Close enough. But still, you’ll want it,” she said. “Alright, let’s get...

Fri, 25 May 2012 18:27:30 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck:

“Close enough. But still, you’ll want it,” she said. “Alright, let’s get going.” Gilda waved her hand to follow as she headed towards the front door.

After locking it behind them and checking her pockets for her wallet, they set off. It wasn’t freezing outside, but it was cool enough for jackets. But Gilda knew they were more for where they were headed.

Eventually they approached the joint—some local sports bar and grill. Gilda held the door for Verinya and walked herself into the place. The AC was cranked up high, just as she remembered. “This place isn’t the best, but it’s by no means the worst. I come here every once in a while, if I want to each out and am too lazy to drive. I usually get a burger or something. Not much of a steak person. Only occasionally,” she said. She wondered if Verinya knew what a burger was.

Verinya was in awe of the place. She looked around trying to take in all of the new sights. The bar and grill looked similar enough to the taverns she was used to- there’s not much variation one can make to tables with chairs and a bar with stools- but there were a lot of small differences. Most significantly the televisions, which were currently showing a baseball match.

“I’m not too picky. Anything that’s been cooked well enough to stop moving sounds good to me right now,” Verinya laughed.

not-griffon-a-fuck: “Steak… steak… It can be done! We’ll have to walk a few blocks, though,” she...

Tue, 22 May 2012 18:50:09 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck:

“Steak… steak… It can be done! We’ll have to walk a few blocks, though,” she said, walking over to her room door and opening it. “One moment.”

Gilda entered her room and came back out a minute later with a large, grey hoodie in her arms. “Here, see if this fits,” she said, tossing it to Verinya.

Verinya turned the hoodie over in her hands for a moment before putting it on. It was snug, but fit well enough.

not-griffon-a-fuck: “All I heard is that you haven’t had any meat in forever, which means we should...

Tue, 22 May 2012 13:47:59 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck:

“All I heard is that you haven’t had any meat in forever, which means we should go out. I’d say Giovanni’s… but I’m guessing you’re not really into the idea of taking another ride. There’s a few places nearby. What do you like?”

Verinya’s eyes lit up at the mention of meat. “A good steak would be wonderful right now.”

not-griffon-a-fuck: “Who knows? Some people try to be as different from everyone else as they can...

Tue, 22 May 2012 04:19:17 -0700

not-griffon-a-fuck:

“Who knows? Some people try to be as different from everyone else as they can be. They take individuality to extremes. Other’s claim to be ashamed of humanity, or want to become more animalistic. However, there are plenty of people who try to mimic others, especially in their looks. And that’s not really the best thing either,” Gilda said, before glancing at the stove clock.

She noticed that the woman sounded a bit glum when she talked about how she was different. It was understandable. Gilda has always been a bit different from other people she knew growing up. But unlike Verinya, Gilda changed herself, the way she acted, and the way she looked, to make things easier on herself.

“Hey, it’s getting pretty late. Do you want get something to eat, and then maybe turn in early or something?”

“True enough, I suppose. I’ve always tried to confront my insecurities when I can.” Verinya’s face wrinkled in disgust. “I can’t afford to let myself be laid low by some wretched Outsider getting in my head.” She virtually spat out the word outsider, filling it with venom. Of course she held nothing against the celestials and beneficent outsiders, but the planes were home to the devils, daemons, and demons as well.

Verinya’s stomach growled as if in response to the question. It had been a long day, and she’d completely forgone lunch. She shook her head and regained her composure. “Yeah, that sounds good. I haven’t eaten anything other than trail rations in months; I could use a good meal. What did you have in mind?”

(Myomai is live. Go say hi! She’s a kumiho from the Dragon Empires of Golarion. Be warned;...

Mon, 21 May 2012 21:46:18 -0700

(Myomai is live. Go say hi!

She’s a kumiho from the Dragon Empires of Golarion. Be warned; unlike Verinya, she bites.)

11-20 (ALL the numbers!!!!)

Mon, 21 May 2012 20:56:34 -0700

(ahhhhhhhhhh)

Intellectual pursuits?

Verinya is not an arcane spellcaster, but when she spends time in a city with a suitable mages guild or library she studies spellcraft. She wants to be able to identify magical effects employed by her enemies, and make her own magical items.

Favorite book genre?

Romance novels.

Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

Unknown. She’s seen specimens of both sexes she found physically attractive.

Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

She has a long scar from her right hip through her belly from when she was nearly eviscerated by a chain devil. Healing was sufficient to close the wound and make the scar faint, but the wound still aches when she’s under physical stress.

Biggest and smallest short term goal?

Biggest goal: find a way back to Golarion.

Smallest goal: find a restaurant that makes a good steak.

Biggest and smallest long term goal?

Biggest goal: promote peace and justice throughout the known world.

Smallest goal: learn how to make an item capable of generating fresh water.

Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

Verinya prefers to wear her armor when she can, and almost always wears the silk wrappings she got from Grace. (Probably should have said something when Gilda mentioned Grace. Ah well.)

Favorite beverage?

Verinya doesn’t like to drink alcohol too much given her poor tolerance, but she loves Caydenbrew ale.

What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

She frequently thinks about Cliff, back in Absalom. He was the closest she ever got to love, and she hopes he’ll still be there when she finishes her time in the northern Inner Sea region.

Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

Verinya’s never had more than a cold. When she reached adulthood and began her service as a paladin, one of the boons granted to her by Iomedae was an immunity to disease.