Undertale Characters Drawings Novels & Stories

The drawings were well-groomed, the fruit of the hard work of masters and scholars. She observed the position of Eldhia, on which were placed wooden statuettes in the shape of a dog representing the forces of her uncle. Taryn had chosen such a representation because a dog befitted for the usurper. She turned her gaze to the location of Ser Grander’s small castle on which the bear-shaped figurines representing her allied forces were placed. Taryn observed the details of each statuette and put her hand under her chin while silence fell in the room.

"The what?" Aiden proudly lifted the parchment, presenting it with a triumphant flourish. It was a masterpiece of terrible stick figures. There was a tall, blocky man with a jagged golden crown, a woman wearing an oversized silver tiara, a small blob representing a little boy, a giant black dog with six legs, a glowing stick figure surrounded by yellow loops, and a final girl drawn with aggressively angry V-shaped eyebrows. Kael let out a long, dry sigh. "Let me guess. The one with the furious eyebrows is your long-lost aunt?"

He could tell that the drawing was upside down because Caiden drew himself, too. And the wolf? Was drawn as a shadow. Dante stared at the drawing for a good while. It was impressively drawn and detailed, and the longer he looked at it, he saw that in Caiden’s hand in the drawing was a name tag. It was small but he could read it and it had some unknown characters on it. Rubbing his temples, he placed the drawing and left. “This child is a headache all on his own.”

“No. But I think… they’re afraid of me too.” --- Theron had begun to draw. He filled scrolls with spirals, flame symbols, sigils no tutor had shown him. Some matched the ones in the Flame Temple ruins. Others? Unknown. One drawing stood out. It showed two thrones: one of fire, one of moonlight. And between them, a figure in chains. The figure looked like Selene. --- Selene stared at the image long after Theron had run off to play. Kael appeared beside her. “She’s still the light,” he said softly.

She’d taken an interest in drawing lately, and it had stuck more than her previous interests had. But then again, she’s only five. There was plenty of time for her to find herself yet. “This is me, this is Mommy, this is Daddy, this is you Uncle Kells, and Aunt Gemi, Simon, Sawyer and Sadie,” she frowns. “I couldn’t draw Uncle Haden and Aunt Gemi big, so they are small.” She points to the smaller figures at the side. I notice another figure drawn in between Lucy and the figure who is supposed to be me, smaller than everyone and beaming.

Vigorously, Micage shook his head negatively. " Oh! What are you drawing?" Talon asked again, squatting beside his brother, his eyes training at the picture Micage created, at first it was hard to tell what he was drawing but after waiting till Micage was nearly done with it, Talon then understood, his expression changed to that of amusement. " Wow, it is... beautiful,"

Drawing materials. A small blanket. Signs of a child. Signs of Leo. My pulse quickened. Then I noticed something beneath a bench. A piece of paper. Folded. Forgotten. I shouldn't have touched it. I knew that. Yet I picked it up anyway. And unfolded it. The world stopped. It was a drawing. Simple. Childlike. Crude. Yet instantly recognizable. Elara. King Alaric. Leo. The three figures stood together. Smiling.

We arrived at their tent to find them drawing. “There are my favorites.” Karson beamed, kneeling in front of them for a hug. “Daddy!” Carl and Karin squealed, jumping into his arms. “What are you two drawing?” I asked. They pulled the papers to show two figures that look like male caricatures and a female caricature of me with crazy hair fighting someone on the ground. “Let me guess, that is me, your daddy, and uncle Lucas fighting the evil lady.” I gestured at the drawings.