Mass Knightnapping

Raiding was easy. Considering she could level a castle with a quick step and twist of the hips. She almost felt twinges of regret seeing the wreckage of the once-great structures that she had effortlessly toppled in a display of narcissistic self-indulgence.

For a while she went around specifically targeting stashes of loot. Breaking into castle holds and grabbing fistfuls of gold and jewels was satisfying for a short while, until she realized how little she could do with it. Actually getting enough gold to then rest upon like a hoarding dragon would take to long. Not to mention the fact that a throne of golden treasures wouldn't be all that comfortable to rest on. And imagine the adventurers, hearing of this great mass of gold. This trove of treasure guarded by this massive warrior who laid upon it day and night.

Ugh. Chasing around tiny adventurers? Having entire towns rally and lay siege on her dwelling? No thanks.

The people could keep their wealth. Only at the cost of their castles, their pride, and their sense of self-security. 

She debated taking up mercenary work. A girl of her particular size could be quite useful for high-profile attacks and kidnappings. Kingdoms would pony up serious coin for her to fight under their banner. Or rather, over their banner. 

She was bored. Sadly. She needed a method of killing another afternoon that didn't involve rampaging through cities or scaring off hikers. 

Kidnap a royal? She didn't feel like picking arrows from her hide all evening.

Attack a market? Lay herself down on one side and roll over the populous? That would just be mean.

She didn't want to hurt. Well, maybe she did. But the psychological game would be so much more fun. Maybe find a strong castle and simply stand in front of it. Lean on it. Never offset a brick, but send the message that she could. And so much more, were she to really cut loose.

Okay. No. That was cruel, too.

Was she growing a conscious? A moral ground from which to stand on? Actual empathy for those who could not hope to affect her life in the same magnitude as the way she could shake up theirs? Or was that pity she was feeling? That the mere act of moving from point A to B was, for them, a matter of life and death? 

She could scale a mountain in a day's time, and then have time to drop down and go home for tea and lamb. They had to prep multi-person teams and expect to die. 

Her mind hung on the edge between "that must be hard" and "sucks to be them".

Eh. Fuck it.

Make your own fun. Find your own entertainment. Lest your mind rot to its core and fall from your crown to your feet, atrophied from the days devoid of activity or reason. 

Maybe she'd round up a few knights. Play around with them. Now there was an idea.

Ooh. Yes. Knights. 

She smiled deviously.


Okay. Here's the thing.

We got Rick-S81's Delgar and vladplasmes's Big Vlad in Lilith's hand, probably about to get stuffed somewhere on her person.

Like VioletZero's Tiny Zero and TheRealYuma's Yuma in her cleavage, or ValGaavTheDragon's knight in her waistband, hanging onto grim-dude99

Much like allenwalker1997's muffin knight and ProjectHazoid hanging from her top. 

Or CorruptKING, unlucky enough to be in the jaws of life or whatever.

Sorry to anyone I left out. This was just a little thing I wanted to try and needed a few fun little knight designs. Apologies for exclusions. Unless you're a dick in real life. In that case, good. You don't get nice things.

So here's a quick little diddily-doodily I done diddy do did with yet another alternate version of Lilith. I've wanted to avoid too many alternate realities because of how easy it is for them to distract you from your central canon, but it's happened.

I'll try to regain my focus a bit if I can. So here's to hoping.

See, I've always been a bit uneasy about drawing random gift-type stuff. I dunno. It sort of suggests that somehow I want to be all buddy-buddy with people and I'm just assuming they'll be okay with my bullshit because I'm such a great generous guy. And I don't like that mentality. The 'everyone's friend' persona. Trying to be totally forward in a way that suggests little-to-no restraint and the idea that no one can dislike you. Ugh. I don't want that.

I'm not so keen on making people feel obligated to partake in my bullshit simply because it was done without their request as a gift.

I guess I want to be hated. Neh-heh.

Sorry that the knights look really not-great. Detail was lost in the translation. Since they're now smaller and being drawn clumsily by me.


Special thanks to them knight folk.
(Black)
(Burnt Orange)
(Red)
(Blue)
(Violet)
(Green)
(Cyan)
(Grey)
(Gold)

Apologies~