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This was the image in my mind every time Ifrit did one of those dodge jumpt things.

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Day 16. The prompt was Arabic/Islamic mythology. I decided to do an ifrit. Here we go. 

Red ink, black ink, brown paper.

Pity Eos

This is the story of why Ifrit betrayed the astrals and started the Grand War of Old. 

Eos, goddess of the Dawn, was relaxing in the river by Wennath Riverhead. She had had enough of the petty games the astrals played amongst each other, so she descended to the land and taken a human form. The sun had descended, casting the sky in pinks and oranges until the night had claimed the sky, and the stars and the moon cast their light upon the land. She had discarded her robes and hung them by the tree nearby. Unknown to her, a young man was watching her. He had seen the glowing robes as he was coming home from hunting.

His mother had raised him to be respectful of women. The hunter knew he was better than this. However, there was something about her that enthralled him, even if he could barely see her. Her robes were carefully hung by a large tree branch, a few feet away from the large rock he was hiding behind. He kept his eyes lowered. Although he was curious about the being, when he had seen she was unclothed, he had immediately averted his eyes.

However, he stayed for the songs. For reasons he did not know, his head was filled with alluring songs of sirens. Songs that sounded more glorious than anything he had ever heard. Like a heavenly choir that sang of the unquenchable glory of all the astrals.

Eventually, he could no longer hear the songs. Before he realised what he was doing, he slowly began walking towards the river, hoping to hear more. As he drew closer, he could hear the songs again. The woman, whose body was half encased in water, did not stir. Her back was towards him.

One more song. I will stay for one more song then I will go back home, he thought. His heart was beating fast. He couldn’t believe what he was doing, but he couldn’t bear the thought of leaving without one more song. He stayed for awhile longer, and eventually he realised that dawn was about to break. He hadn’t noticed the time and he scrambled away from the area.

From then on, he was haunted by those celestial songs.

Eos had known he was there. Sometimes the astrals would allow interactions with the mortals, if it suited them.

Ifrit, her brother, had very little cause to concern himself with humans. He preferred to watch them from a distance. However, she finds their mortality curious. Their fragility and powerlessness made her want to protect them. She could feel their immense joy in the way they discovered new things. When she had told Ifrit this, he blessed a group with the discovery of fire, and they both marvelled at the inventions the mortals had been able to create from his gift.  

One day, her curiosity had gotten the better of her, and she descended from the heavens and shed her heavenly form for a human form. She explored a small town and pretended she was a healer.

A young boy, whose mother died in his arms, had once told her that when he first saw her, all he heard were beautiful songs. Eventually, she had realised that only those who had experienced immense suffering could hear her songs of dawn and it soothed them.  

The hunter returned every night to the river, hoping to hear a snippet of the siren’s songs. If there was no sign of her, he would return home, wishing he had never encountered her in the first place.

One day, he saw a soft glow amongst the trees by the river. His heart almost stopped. When he calmed his nerves, he made his way towards the light. There she was again in the same spot. He could hear the haunting choir and felt rooted to his spot behind the rocks. He closed his eyes and thanked every deity for this gift.

“Will you continue to hide from me?” her voice made his blood run cold. She knew he was there! He contemplated running but he knew that he deserved this shame.

“I’m very sorry, my lady. I did not mean to pry. I think your songs are beautiful. Please forgive me, I will leave immediately.” he bowed deeply and was about to leave when he heard her rise from the river. He forced himself not to look, and kept his eyes towards the ground.

“You don’t have to leave. Stay.” He heard her walk towards him. He wondered if this was a trick.

“Look at me when I talk to you,” she kindly said, “what is your name?”

Slowly, he raised his eyes. She was dressed in the robes that softly glowed under the moonlight. The moon above didn’t hold a candle to her beauty.

“My name is Lucian, my lady,” he bowed again, “and what is yours?”

She didn’t answer and only smiled at him gently. Instead, she sat on one of the large flat rocks and patted the spot next to hers.

“Tell me about yourself, Lucian.”

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Every day, they would meet at the river. Some days they would exchange stories of their lives. Sometimes she did not speak, but she held out her hand and he grasped it like a lifeline. He didn’t ask her where she was from or for her identity anymore. He considered their time together precious and he was content. He told her of how he was raised by hunters who had fought off the sahagins that had killed his parents. She told him of how often she felt cowardly, powerless and how she wished she could do more. 

Once, he asked her why her robes glowed if she wanted to stay inconspicuous. 

“They allow me to go back.” she confessed. 

“May I steal it one of these days so you don’t have to leave anymore?” he joked. Their laughter filled the area, carrying the sound to dangerous ears. 

Soon, they began to fall in love.

She carved protective runes onto the large flat rock so he could make a home there and be safe. She didn’t want to think it was their home. She cast dangerous thoughts like that aside. Instead, she thought of it as a gift, much like Ifrit’s gift of fire. She made a few more throughout the realm for other hunters who needed rest or anyone else who might need it. 

Eos knew that there was no happiness in falling in love with a mortal. Their lives are blinks in time compared to that of an astral. However, that didn’t stop her from inviting him to join her in the river and kissing him under the stars. When he made love to her by the riverbed, she didn’t know she could feel pleasure and love like this. She wished she was mortal so she could stay by his side and they could raise their family together. When he whispered words of undying love and devotion, she had reciprocated.

When Ifrit confronted her of her how she was always gone, she told him that she was pregnant and did not know what to do. He weeped for her but told her he would help her and Lucian hide.

She descended to the river to meet with Lucian so that she could tell him of the plan to escape. However, when she got there, she saw Bahamut fling Lucian’s lifeless form into the river, colouring its pristine waters blood red. She wanted to run but knew that it was futile to fight against him.

“That soft heart of yours is nothing but trouble Eos. Now you have inferiority growing inside you. I cannot allow that to happen.” He chained her to the ruins beneath Ravatogh, where she saw Ifrit struggling against his cage. She tried not to cry and scream but seeing Ifrit also suffering for her actions made her lose control.

Bahamut made Ifrit watch as he drained the life out of her. Titan held him down as he screamed at him to stop. 

All she could think of in her last moments were that she hoped Ifrit and her babies would be spared. With the last of her energy, she saw Ifrit breaking free from Titan and attacking Bahamut with fire that burned as hot as the sun. She could barely see anything in this dark place, but Ifrit’s fire helped soothe her. 

Maybe in another lifetime, I would be powerful enough to protect the ones I love, she thought and then turned to stone. 

That was the day Ifrit rebelled against the other astrals, unleashed his fury and started the Great War of Old. 

Author’s Note: I was inspired by a theory regarding the Pitioss Ruins by Final Fantasy Peasant on Youtube. This theory was posted by perona77 but he/she also can’t remember who posted this specific idea but the story haunted me so this story was born! 

I also added some elements from the Japanese play Hagoromo and from City of Angels! (Yep that one Nicholas Cage movie that gives me the feels to this day.) 

 Check out the vid here if you’re curious! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jh0GRk_yGyM  

The Sahrijinn

In Cryas Darkstalkers Cast Bits 3, I had made mention about a race of beings known as the Sahrijinn. I want to discuss about this race of beings from Makai as they are quite important in terms aspects of world building. So first of all, what is with the name? Sahrijinn is the combination of the words sahri (سحري) and jinn (جن‎,). Sahri translates to basically 'magical' while jinn is a term many of have heard. Sometimes, jinn are angelized into the word genie. However, I was really against the idea of using that term genie. Still, the idea of the Sahrijinn are these magical beings who have quite the skill with magic of varying kinds depending on the different Sahrijinn among their race. Among the Sahrijinn are the Marid, Jann, Ifrit, Sila, Vetala, and Shaitan. Let us briefly talk about each group of the Sahrijinn.

Marid have the ability to bend spacetime and thus are able to create portals. However, they generally are limited to areas within the dimension they are in. They do however have a sensitivity for nexus points which can allow them create portals to areas outside the dimension they reside in. However, should enough energy be used, Marid can create brief nexus points to other dimensions if they are aware of other dimensions in the universe. The Marid were the first to find the nexus point to the afterlife of Makai, Inkai. They also used their abilities to open the nexus point that would eventually become the Gate. Marid have the capability to manipulate gravity, part of the reason for their ability to warp spacetime. This can allow them to fly without the need for wings or use of wind. Another notable trait of the Marid is their generally smaller size compared to the other Sahrijinn. However, the Marid are capable of entering into a state of being that increases their size exponentially known as the Unbound State.

Jann are beings with a powerful affinity for the wind. This allows the Jann to be capable of powerful forms of wind magic, from the lightest of breezes to the most devastating windstorms. This wind magic also allows them to control the atmospheric conditions of the areas they are in, inducing different forms of weather. The Jann have an affinity for desert areas, preferably finding oasis to hang around in. While they lack wings, they can fly via the use of wind currents. Due to almost being one with the wind, the Jann have a natural love for travel. During the exodus from Makai, they helped lead their fellow Sahrijinn as they traversed the unknown lands of Makai till finding a nexus point that would become the Gate. Once on Earth, they helped in making the first explorations of the ancient world. Their findings helped the Sahrijinn when it came to forming their own realm.

Ifrit are those who have a love for fire and battle. With their control over the heat, they are capable of producing using various forms of fire magic. Interestingly, they are capable of also absorbing heat, both from living beings and the air. Their bodies are capable of absorbing a high amount of heat, though when reaching critical levels, they must expel out the excess heat lest it prove to be fatal. Among the Sahrijinn, they are great warriors with a knack to fight and employing different battle tactics on the field of combat. Ifrit were the ones to help establish the first sense of civilization among the Sahrijinn, both in the ancient times in Makai and later on once the Sahrijinn left Makai.

Sila are shapeshifting beings that like to mimic the form of other beings in the name of fun. While they can be tricksters and like to get involved with others, they do have generally good intentions or just want to have fun. Once the Sahrijinn left Makai, they were among the first to interact with the ancestors of humans. Their interactions would lead to the first hybrids of Sahrijinn and humans.

Vetala are natural born psychics. Their psychic capabilities range from telekinesis to mind reading. Not only do they have these psionic abilities, they also have quite the high degree of intelligence. They purse to learn much in the way of knowledge no matter how big or small. Even in death, their stubborn pursuit of knowledge will lead them possess bodies, preferring the bodies of the recently deceased so as to not compete with control of the body. While they theoretically could keep doing this so long as they have a fresh supply of corpses, they usually only keep this up till they are content with the knowledge they know. Their incredible intellect helped lead to the creation of the realm for the Sahrijinn.

Shaitan are known for their way to weave words and sway conversations. While they lack the psychic abilities of the Vetala, the Shaitan have been noted of having a very uncanny ability to read the body language of others and get into the heads of the ones they converse with. This made them quite powerful in the form of political affairs during the time in Makai and later on with many other beings on Earth. Magic wise, they are fully capable of making use of dark based magic. Not only that, but they also have the ability to make use of various toxins that they can form from within their bodies. They can use these toxins to defend themselves should they be in a tight spot. The toxins from within a Shaitan can cause various effects from nausea to as serious as muscle spasms and temporary paralysis.

With all that knowledge laid out, let me give a brief history regarding the Sahrijinn. In the ancient times of Makai, the Sahrijinn came upon a strange ore that was discovered by some Jann. Upon interacting with the ore, it showed them strange visions of what was later interpreted by some Vetala scholars as potentially the origins of Makai. Among this, it also made them aware of the existence of the soul, the essence of an individual. Not only this, but the visions also showed of a realm where the souls go to rest. Thinking it best not to walk around with a piece of ore as they desired to find this realm, it was eventually carved into a gemstone to be fitted onto a ring. This ring would be known as the Ring of Isis. Eventually, the Sahrijinn found the nexus point to Inkai, which would be opened by a Marid. There, they marveled at the otherworldly land they saw before them, feeling the strange energy emitted by this realm. Not long afterward, they came upon some souls. From them, the Sahrijinn were amazed to learn that these souls were of the ancestors of many beings long ago. Learning of their ways, their knowledge, and even piecing together more about the potential origins of the lands they walked, it was a wonderful time for learning all sorts of knowledge. However, this wouldn't last forever.

At the time, the Sahrijinn were a powerful tribe. While not the largest in number, they had the advantage of having the greatest magical potential together as a race. Because of this, they brokered treaties with other tribes. Among them was with the Aensland Tribe, led by Zeruru. While he wasn't the friendliest, he stuck to his word with the treaties that were placed. Eventually, word of the existence of Inkai was spread. While initially with good intentions to spread knowledge of the collective origin of all, this eventually led to a great conflict. When others were shown Inkai, among them being some emissaries from the Aensland Tribe, it was soon found out that souls had power. Not only that, but they could also be absorbed to obtain power with the consequence of destroying the soul. When the Sharijinn eventually found out about this, several Marid not only sealed the portal to Inkai (trapping some demons who were in there) but managed to use their power to move the nexus point somewhere else. While the souls in Inkai could be safe from further tampering, this could not stop the now known knowledge of soul absorption. The leader of the Sahrijinn of the time, Solomon, confronted Zeruru about this. As the argument grew heated, Zeruru killed Solomon, not only absorbing his soul, but also taking the Ring of Isis. This not only led to the discovery of the great power held within a Sahrijinn soul but sparked a major conflict as other tribes sought after power. In time, many of the allies of the Sahrijinn turned on them and those who did stick with them would either be wiped out or eventually turn on them for their own safety. The only ally they had left were the Bigfoot Tribe. While the Sahrijinn were powerful and the Bigfoot were incredible warriors in battle, they were easily outnumbered by the sheer number of tribes. Eventually, they sought to flee, find another nexus point and leave these lands behind.

It took time, but they eventually discovered a nexus point in a far-off island of a great mountain. There, the Marid opened what would become the Gate. However, to deter pursuers, several Ifirt and Shaitan used their combined abilities with fire and toxins to ignite the mountain. Once they passed through the Gate, all of the Sahrijinn imbued their magic into several Marid to scramble and seal the Gate. Hopefully, the other tribes would not be able to find them. Finding themselves in a new land, they eventually acquainted themselves in this new realm. Luckily, the species here were not of any problem as they were practically like animals. The Bigfoot tribe would eventually go their separate ways, bidding the Sahrijinn good luck. As time went on, the Sahrijinn would discover a species of great intrigue. Primitive at the time, these beings would be the ancestors of humans. Several Sila were the first to interact with these beings. In time however, the Sahrijinn felt it best to eventually isolate themselves from all other lifeforms, still scarred by the events that went down that caused them to leave their homeland. While it took much time, they eventually found a new nexus point that led to a pocket of nothingness. Based on both their memories of their old homeland and the new lands they saw on what would be known as Earth, they constructed a new realm for themselves in this void. Jannah, the realm of the Sahrijinn, was to be its name and the new home of the Sahrijinn.

While mostly keeping to themselves, the Sahrijinn still visited the new realm they found, interacting with creatures and what would become humans. Infact, several of the various Sahrijinn would eventually mate with these beings, eventually producing hybrids. Over the years, these hybrids would eventually dilute the Sahrijinn blood they had. However, it would remain, potentially being the basis for humans to have the ability of magic. Some of the Sahrijinn in time also sought to stay in this new realm permanently, integrating with these beings and hybrids.

Sometime after they did establish Jannah, the Sahrijinn were visited by a strange, but otherworldly race of beings. These were the Angels, observers of the universe and carrier of the souls to Reikai. The Sahrijinn were without a doubt frightened by these new beings but would be calmed when they realized these ethereal beings were not hostile. If anything, the Angels were curious by these new beings they see before them. Despite no words beings said, the Sahrijinn, felt further calm as the Angels merely only observed them for some time before eventually leaving. This wasn't the last they saw of them as they would see them again as their fellow Sahrijinn would die. The Angels would come to retrieve the souls of the dead. While anxious at first, they eventually came to realize these Angels were taking their fallen to a new afterlife, one for this reality. It wasn't Inkai, but elsewhere.

I hope you enjoy this world building bit! This is important beyond just establishing some prehistory of Makai, but also some backstory of this race as eventually a Sahrijinn will be a main character in Cryas Darkstalkers. Feel free to ask questions and I will be glad to answer. Till next time ya'll! 😄✌️

Commission for @catbatart of their devilishly handsome character, Satraza “Raz” Ranied. He too hot, hotdam.

I miss playing this so much!

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A couple more pictures I’ve done recently. A redraw of Odqan and Mad Alyss and then a sexy wizard based on a post I saw going around.

Gon Vences/Ifrit

Fanart for the German DnD show Dice Actors

Apollo the Ifrit Oracle

Here is my character from an upcoming Pathfinder campaign were gonna start his name is Apollo and he is an Ifrit Oracle. If you have an OC and you'd like me to draw it please ask requests are open

Prompt: ifrit has a crush and doesn't know how to deal with it.

"JOYYYYYYYYYYYYCE!!"

Ptilopsis sets down her tablet as Ifrit throws herself onto the couch beside her. "Good afternoon Ifrit. For what purpose do you require this unit's assistance?"

"There's - ok, see, there's a thing that Miss Lena's putting on, she's setting up a pavilion in the garden, and there's gonna be food and dancing and dri -- absolutely no alcohol whatsoever, don't tell Silence, and it's coming up in a few weeks, and I wanted to go but I don't know who's gonna be there and I was thinking well, ok, I'll see if Sheepy wanted to go, she likes that sort of thing, at least, I think she does? But anyway I was gonna ask her if she wanted to go with me but every time I think about doing it I get this weird feeling in my stomach? It's like, floaty and shakey and I don't like it but I don't wanna ask Silence about it she'll just put me on more meds and I think I forgot to take my vyvathingy this morning so I'd get in trouble for that and I don't wanna bother her anyway and you know doctor stuff so I thought I would ask you about it and also do you know how to tell someone you wanna take them to a party?"

Ptilopsis blinked twice while Ifrit paused, catching her breath. "Processing...... Is Ifrit referring to Miss Eyjafjalla?"

"YEAH, her, she's really nice and she doesn't yell at me when I burn things and I know she spends a lot of time working so I wanted to try and be friends and take her to do something fun? But thinking about her makes my head feel kinda fuzzy but like, in a good way? Joyce, stop laughing, this is serious!!"

First attempt at painting! Decided on my fav aeon from ffx.. giving this one to the crush I hope she likes it 8D

Some art of Ifrit I made a year ago.

Okay everybody listen up! I haven't found most of the official ship names and I'm too lazy to continue scouring Tumblr, so I need to compile a list myself! Reblog with your preferred ship name for any given ship not listed and/or challenge one another to single combat until we come to a consensus on conflicting names for the same ship!

My contribution:

PhoenixFlare - Joshua x Dion (Phoenix x Bahamut)

FlareKnight - Dion x Terence

PhoenixFlareKnight - Joshua x Dion x Terence

FrostFire - Jill x Clive (Shiva x Ifrit)

FireBolt - Clive x Cid (Ifrit x Ramuh)

StoneStorm - Hugo x Benedicta (Titan/Garuda)

I have no other ships off the top of my head but Barnabas/Odin should probably be Dark-something.

I'll honestly also accept Flame for Clive, but is it too close to Flare? Idk. Opinions?

So, how about that new Final Fantasy game huh