Elden Ring Messmer - Blog Posts
Uh oh i “accidentally” made Messmer a twink
Uh oh, another blorbo with mommy issues and depression but isn’t that bad of a guy (ignore the genocide they (the hornsent) were putting people in jars its ok) despite him saying “raaa im bad hate me >:(“
Random Drawing Urge (7)
Drew Marika and Messmer based on that one statue.
I just wanna see fanarts of Marika interacting with Kid! and Adult!Messmer but the amount is TOO LITTLE.
My drawing skill to make this come true isnt enough😭
Random Drawing Urge(7)
TCF x ELDEN RING
Petition to make Cale(KRS) suffer by throwing him in the most dangerous place and SURVIVE.
Also, ignore bad lighting and etc. All I see is crossover and my two favourite characters meeting each other.
Here is the one without shadow + texts:
A Lord devoid of light
It's been a moment since I've drawn him.
feels lovely having more time to paint now ahhh.
Flowers for Thee
I loved all the flowers that covered the Shaman village.
It made me think my tarnished would put some of those in his hair as a gesture of kindness. He needs it.
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Head Canon here : Rini is recovering from almost belonging to a ritual. Cuts and gashes covered most of her body, none could hear her pleas, for she is mute.
Messmer's men found her as one of the only living remaining in a village ravaged.
They took her in.
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Time passed, eventually Messmer befriends her, spending little by little more time with her and Thiollier.
I want to believe he reads in his free time.
quick painting before I go to sleep because I love him.
Messmer and my Tarnished, Rini.
I really wanted to paint references of him and my tarnished.~
Rini : specializes in dragon communion.
Weapon of choice : duel frost sickles.
Preference in stealth / jumping attacks to stun foes.
Messmer the Impaler -
I had to draw my favorite antagonist. *sweats*
his story just hits me in the feels.
Hark, Lord Impaler - Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own any of characters or events from Elden Ring.
Author’s Notes: A little 800 words as a start. Just a little setup for the story that our main character will reminisce on quite often. Also, thanks @asianbutnotjapanese for being one of the few people interested!
Summary: Messmer saves a human child during an attack on a hornsent settlement.
Warnings: Violence, depictions of blood/wounds, depictions of war
Smoke swirled in the air like an evil veil, heavy and black, shrouding the town once bustling with everyday activity in a menacing darkness. The light illuminating the streets was not that of the setting sun, but the red glow of wild flames. The air was thick with the smell of burning; burning buildings, burning flesh. Charred bodies littered the ground, others were still dying. The wailing of women and children pierced through the clashing of steel and shouting of soldiers like the swords and spears ripping through bellies.
Messmer the Impaler watched this chaos ensue with no expression. The hornsent at his feet spasmed, attempting to curse his killer with its final breath, but all that came out was gurgling nonsense as blood bubbled from its mouth. The leader of the crusade pulled his wicked spear from the hornsent– its blood pooling at his feet– death throes now finished.
Be it one man, be it a whole city; even the most horrific killing could become nothing more than a chore, given time.
The red serpents craned their heads around, observing the genocide– for this was no battle– on behalf of Messmer. Messmer saw through their eyes, as they were one with his body since birth, and he had no eyes of his own. Not anymore. Not since his mother gouged his only working eye and replaced it with her own seal. His fist gripped his spear tighter as his mind drifted to that memory.
No, he should not feel anger, or dare he say hurt. That had been for the best. He was a danger to his mother and her Golden Order otherwise. He was a monster, and she had been right to seal that dark serpent away inside of him. Mother understood though, and would let him into her golden lands soon enough. Just as soon as he avenged her people.
A serpent hissed and Messmer blinked his way back to reality to see a child, wrists bound in rope, raise a dagger and plunge it into the back of her captor. The demigod raised his hand to kill her with his cursed fire when he realized she slew a hornsent, not one of his men. Not just a child, but a human child, and therefore someone he was obligated not to kill, perhaps even save.
The girl was rather scrawny, covered in grime and blood, and could be no older than four and ten. Perhaps the hornsent had taken her to be stuffed in a jar and melded as the savages did with so many. Her eyes were wide with fear that was only amplified tenfold when she saw Sir Messmer. She trembled from terror and exhaustion but otherwise didn’t move, torn between awe and horror at the sight of the demigod until something finally pulled her attention away from him and had her try to run. She didn't make it far before she tripped over an object concealed with soot. The ash plastered to her skin as she wildly turned around to see a towering horned warrior of the hornsent slowly approach her, raising its great iron sword to cleave her in half, paying Messmer no mind, if it had seen him at all.
Messmer threw his spear at the warrior, killing it in a single shot. The spear skewered the hornsent with a splatter of blood and lodged itself firmly into the ground until the Impaler summoned it back to his hand. The body fell to the ground with a thud. He ambled to where the girl had fallen and let a serpent extend to allow him a better look. Her body lay limp and unconscious, her breathing rasped softly, the only indication of life in her yet. Blood– whether it was her own or another’s– had seeped into her clothes, dying the shawl around her shoulders a dark red, as if a gruesome mockery of Messmer’s own garment. Perhaps it was a sign from Marika. If so, it was a cruel one, but– he thought with a grimace– it was not outside of his mother’s nature to be cruel…far from it.
Her eyes fluttered open briefly and she groaned in pain. Messmer took a moment to locate one of his men, simultaneously noticing the battle was beginning to dwindle like the flames devouring the buildings.
“Soldier,” he addressed the first of his men to come close, “Dost deliver this child unto one who may tend to her health.”
The soldier nodded in acknowledgment and came to carefully lift the girl in his arms and carry her off. Messmer watched as they faded out of view into the mist of cinders and ash. Once he had gotten to regrouping his troops and having it made sure that no hornsent remained alive, the girl was quickly forgotten. She did not cross his mind again until they were far from the smoldering ruins.
The Impaler looked at his most trusted knights, their armor gleaming, scarlet capes flowing behind them, untouched by most of the filth of battle. He thought again of the girl’s blood-soaked cloth and decided to thank his mother for the supposed sign.
Perhaps there was use to be made of that child yet.
Messmer looks... slightly familiar...
(the artist's tag is in the bottom left corner btw ;3)
This isn't bad, at all...just my favorite men of all damn time, and they give off similar vibes yk?
I loved Julian from arcana, he has a similar design and came first, although he's kinda slutty sassy he's still perfect.
Meanwhile messmer is just the similar vibe, hes absolutely slutty but instead of sassy he's just one of those emo-ish bad guys who will rock your world and maybe feed you to his snake, who knows?
Also if you never have ..i recommend playing Arcana unironically... because as i like the story, there's just some charm of the characters you'll always remember even for a mobile game...
Live laugh messmer and julian
bro i’m finally fighting messmer now in elden ring but i don’t have it in me man 😭
i love him so much and like :(( he’s my cutie patootie you really want me to be pumped about killing my cutie patootie??
okay so i’ve been playing the elden ring dlc and all i gotta say is
i would like to give him a kiss on the forehead please and thank you
Me when:
I have (IT'S STILL ON GOING BUT.) art block and it only applies to digital which sucks. But like during art tuition I was like drawing Messmer, but also not, how does THTA make sense but like. A fellow student was like "Draw them holding a gun!" Thus gun-holding messmer was born.
It's traditional. Which doesn't do well nowadays but like my creativity juices would literally disappear when I touch the ipad screen.
I need this.
Yeah the pic quality ain't the best
Early happy Mid-Autumn Festival
I know that I said that I would be on hiatus, BUT I wanna post something for Mid-Autumn Festival before I’m DEAD dead
so have a picture of Messmer eating a mooncake, a very ass drawing of a mooncake lols
Was very rushed and also probably fucked up his armour colour but like I kinda like it…. (Gasp, How dare you Mr. I-try-to-be-as-canon-as-possible-when-drawing?!?!)
I BBOUGHT ELDEN RING TODAY!1!1!1!1!1!1!1!1
Worth the $109 buckeroos
They also gave me free postcards
My honest reaction to getting it.
And as a small treat, a Messmer doodle.
I think I missed a few details here and there. But can you really blame me and my low resolution phone?
blep,,, Some Messmer drawings I did recently (i love him)
Y’know, something peculiar I’ve noticed while looking through item descriptions is how absent Marika seems to be in all of her children's lives. Rennala, Radagon and Godfrey are all either outright mentioned in things revolving some of their children, or are heavily hinted at within other parts of the game
i.e Abductor virgin’s protecting Rya Lucaria academy, something Rykard likely chose to do to protect his mother.
Rykard and Radahn both once having high standing positions in the golden order, likely due to Radagon.
Despite Radahn directly looking up to Godfrey he still wore his fathers red hair with incredible pride, even though it was something Radagon hated about himself.
Rennala was the one to introduce Ranni to the dark moon and other celestial entities.
Radagon and Miquella have both gifted each other incantations that they had developed for one another.
While brief, Godfrey holds Morgott in his arms as he fades into grace, being there for him in a way he was unable to when he was younger.
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But Marika… doesn’t seem to have anything. No comment of her doing anything or developing anything with any of her children, no small interactions that made it into item description flavour text. Even when it comes to her golden child Godwyn, there’s practically nothing.
For a while now I’ve wondered why this was. Why did Marika seem to be so absent in all of her children's lives? She has 9 direct descendants and not one seems to have a notable experience with her. But then after watching the new cinematic trailer, something dawned on me.
What if it was Messmer?
What if the things Messmer did in the name of Marika and her order during the shadow land war were so monstrous and unforgivable, to the point where the land of shadow was hidden away and he himself was erased from history that she just couldn’t bring herself to attempt a connection with the rest of her children?
Afterall, Marika seems to hate fire with a passion. Anything and everything in the lands between that has any connection to it is something she tries to snuff out. The giants and their forge, the crucible and their fire breathing abilities, the dragons, even the omens have bloodflame magic if Morgott and Mohg are anything to go off of. Even the phrase “flame of ambition” seeming to be a very negative term is something that’s throwing shade at the idea of fire.
And what is it that Messmer is so well known for?
His flame. Messmer's flame. The very same flame he used to purge the land of shadows.
Do you ever think they get tangled in his hair after a nap