The Sagas of Vaelora

Sep 30

Meet Lilly: Felkrin rogue, twin daggers at the ready, emerald eyes that miss very little. For our Vaelora lorebook, Merris Guard artist David Potts gives her a striking grayscale character study. The cloak and armor form a dark silhouette around her pale fur, while her eyes hold the image’s vivid c...Read more

Meet Lilly: Felkrin rogue, twin daggers at the ready, emerald eyes that miss very little. For our Vaelora lorebook, Merris Guard artist David Potts gives her a striking grayscale character study. The cloak and armor form a dark silhouette around her pale fur, while her eyes hold the image’s vivid color. The close portrait and dagger study let us see the care behind the full design. Lilly does not give her trust lightly. That makes the people she chooses to stand beside matter all the more. Art by @davidpotts163 🖤💚(Lorebook Artist) What was the first detail you noticed? #SagasOfVaelora #TheBurrowAndTheBlade #FantasyCharacterArt #Felkrin #IndieFantasy

Sep 30

Kael’s story began with someone far closer to home: my little brother, Daniel. My best friend of all time deserves a place in the world I’m building. Happy birthday, little bro. ❤️⚔️ #HappyBirthdayDaniel #SagasOfVaelora #KaelTVashara #FantasyArt #Brotherhood

Sep 29

CHAPTER 13 ART REVEAL — “THE LAST STAND” In Vaelora, courage is not measured by the size of the one who carries it. Five figures stand beneath a darkness that seems to swallow the sky. The violet light, the reaching tendrils, the faces watching from above—every part of this image draws the eye tow...Read more

CHAPTER 13 ART REVEAL — “THE LAST STAND” In Vaelora, courage is not measured by the size of the one who carries it. Five figures stand beneath a darkness that seems to swallow the sky. The violet light, the reaching tendrils, the faces watching from above—every part of this image draws the eye toward the same question: what would you do if you were standing there with them? This is Huỳnh Thy’s vision for Chapter 13 of The Burrow and the Blade. Thy is part of our Merris Guard, the creative team helping bring the world of Vaelora to life. I love how this piece holds both the terrible scale of the threat and the resolve of those facing it. I’ll leave the chapter’s events for readers to discover. For now, spend a moment with the art. What did you notice first—and which detail stayed with you? 🎨 Chapter art by Huỳnh Thy Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/thyslendy Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thyslendy #TheBurrowAndTheBlade #SagasOfVaelora #FantasyArt #IndieFantasy

Sep 16

The fur was the hardest part. That's what Kilson told me when he finished Babax. Looking at him now, the shadow under that green hood, those amber eyes catching the light, the worn leather of the belt, the merchant's pouches still packed even though he is far from home, I believe it. Babax Merrif...Read more

The fur was the hardest part. That's what Kilson told me when he finished Babax. Looking at him now, the shadow under that green hood, those amber eyes catching the light, the worn leather of the belt, the merchant's pouches still packed even though he is far from home, I believe it. Babax Merrifur is eighteen years old. A Lopari. Barely past his majority. Son of two Burrowlords. Heir to one of the great merchant dynasties of the United Burrowlands. None of that is why he left. He left because his brother is gone. That is the whole of it. No grand destiny. No prophecy handed down at birth. Just a quiet, stubborn refusal to sit still while the person he loves most is out there somewhere in a world too large and too dangerous for any one rabbit to face alone. The scholars who write about Merris Brightpaw say it was not her skill that made her a legend. It was the fact that she would not stop. Babax understands that. Kilson caught all of it. The naivety. The determination. The goodness that has not yet been tested by what is coming. And the paws already moving forward. His road is just beginning. May your burrows be warm. — Desmond

Sep 15

There is a moment in Chapter 13 where the room stops being a room. Huynh Thy found it. Five of them down there. Desrael with the bow already in his hand. Lilly a step ahead, cloak dragging. Tivwan in the middle, small and stubborn under that hat. Edwin and Babax on the right, ears up, one paw rais...Read more

There is a moment in Chapter 13 where the room stops being a room. Huynh Thy found it. Five of them down there. Desrael with the bow already in his hand. Lilly a step ahead, cloak dragging. Tivwan in the middle, small and stubborn under that hat. Edwin and Babax on the right, ears up, one paw raised like a warning that arrived late. Above them, teeth. Coils in the dark. And something at the top of the frame that is smiling, and in no hurry at all. Not one of them walked in ready for this. That is the chapter in a single image. I am not saying more than that. If you have read it, you know. If you have not, this is the kind of page I wrote the book for. Chapter illustration by Huynh Thy. May your burrows be warm. — Desmond #TheSagasOfVaelora #TheBurrowAndTheBlade #ChapterArt #FantasyArt #FantasyIllustration