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Raina-Hopkins — Bounty of Earth
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Couine'dia, the Ehridean goddess of earth, who rules over the western forested province known as Faienach. Faienach and its forests are home to a race of elf-like creatures called jennis.I had a lot of Scottish Gaelic inspiration for this part of the Ehridea world; Couine'dia is derived from three Scottish Gaelic words, 'coille' = forest/wood, 'uaine' = green, and 'dia' = god (or 'ban-dia' = goddess). Faienach is derived from 'feurach', meaning 'verdant'.
Model customised/rendered in DAZ Studio, postwork in Photoshop, background elements purchased from PNGTubes.com ~ [link] ~ thank you to
Couine'dia and Ehridea (c) R E Dudley (ryzashra@deviantart)
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I love her expression. It makes you wonder what she's really thinking about.
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Hehe, thanks. She was one of the first models I ever rendered, I still have a soft spot for her!
Thanks for the 
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Chuckle. You two ladies both have backgrounds that can be traced back centuries! How amazing! I imagine my Irish ancestors could be traced back, too, if only I knew precisely where to start. My paternal grandpa was somewhat of a scoundrel, and Granny refused to talk about him, so I'm not even sure of his first name.
Heh...Lots of scoundrels in our family, including a guy named Errol...
Beautiful image, sweetie! And I love the little tidbits of history and lore from you and Jan!
Gary
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Hehe! I did wonder when I got your email if you had Irish ancestry!
And thank you very much!
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Yep. I'm not the usual American 'mutt'. 1/2 Irish, 1/4 German, and 1/4 Cherokee Indian. All four grandparents were full blooded.
Leaves me with the temper from hell...
Gary
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That's an interesting combination! I think the most exotic blood I've found so far is my Welsh great-grandad. My family seem to be British as far back as anyone can find. Funnily enough, there's a town in the English midlands with the same name as my surname, and it's also pretty close to where my dad's family originate from. Maybe, years ago, we founded it! Lol
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The catch for me is that my paternal grandma, who was a genuine Indian squaw from the reservation, wouldn't talk about Grandpa Flynn (O'Flynn...O'Floinn). Dad's older sister (10 years older) said that Grandpa (her dad), was a real rascal and scoundrel. Apparently, he got shot while bedding another man's wife. (Perfectly legal in Texas in 1919.) He left Granny knocked up with my Dad, and two other kids. That is precisely all I know about Grandpa. Not his first name, not his REAL last name, or anything else. And no way to find out, because the reservation Church (and its all-important records in the church bible) burned down in the 1930's.
There seems to be two branchings of the clan. One red Irish and the other Black Irish. I got the dark hair and blue eyes from both sides of the family. The Cherokee came through by keeping me skinny my whole life. And letting me tan easily. I got the German temper. I got the Irish temper. When I was younger, I was smart to stay away from 'Fire Water', because I also inherited the Irish enjoyment of a good fight.
LOL...I was doomed to be a hot-tempered lad who couldn't hold my liquor very well. So it went.
Now, in my dotage, I'm paying for the fights. My knuckles (all of which were broken at some point) ache when its cold.
I mostly quit drinking because I get horrendous hangovers if I'm not careful. One cheap American beer and I wake up with a headache and upset stomach. I can drink good beers that are naturally brewed, but the force brewed American swill tears me up. Cheap red wine is a no-no. That stuff kills me the next day. Always has. Scotch--nope. Gin? Nope. nothing with fusil oil. If it'll coat the inside of a snifter with an oily look--I'd better not drink it unless I'm willing to pay the next day (or week, in the case of gin).
That's all okay, because my mom's family mostly drank themselves to death, her included. Dad and his full brother, same thing. His sister probably would have, but cancer got her first.
I started down that road when I was about 20, and still in the Navy. My best friend realized what was happening, and handcuffed me to a pipe for five days while I dried out. Then he beat the hell out of me and told me if he saw me drinking, he'd beat me senseless again. Tough love... it worked. When you're chained to a wall with nothing to look at except the toilet, you do a lot of soul searching (once you're sober enough to even think...)
LOL...
That was over three decades ago. I still don't drink much...
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Actually, I can relate to some of that. My Scottish family were, unsurprisingly, quite hard-drinking types, and I was always a big drinker, especially in my university days. I cringe now at the memory that I used to drink pints. I ended up overindulging a little too much in my twenties and had several blackouts. So nowadays I'm pretty much the stereotypical English wine drinker. Cheap stuff just doesn't work. Which reminds me, I need to order my crate for Xmas...lol.
You have a pretty interesting family history there, though! It makes me want to find out more about mine...besides anecdotes about my Scottish grandad almost falling headfirst into a glass cabinet after a night on the whiskey! My grandma insisted they left Scotland and moved to Liverpool after that...
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Chuckle. I'm a tightwad, so I don't buy much wine. I can't afford the stuff I got used to when I was younger, and traveled a lot. I used to make five or six trips a year to the California wine country on business, and if I had time, I'd take one of the bus tours and buy cases of 'estate bottled' stuff from the small wineries. That spoils you rotten. Cheap stuff never makes it after that...
After my lesson in the service, I've pretty much behaved myself. The last three times I've gotten really, really drunk were when my Shelties died--and I just needed to drink myself into oblivion. Otherwise, I'll have a very infrequent drink, and that's it. I've been working on the same liter of Courvosier VSOP Millennium since 2000, and it's still half there. I bought a half gallon of Jack Daniels about seven years ago (because it was on sale at a place that was closing), and about half of it is still there, too... Oh, and a bottle of Old Rip Van Winkle (Really!) 140 proof Estate Bottled, Genuine Kentucky sipping whiskey. That stuff is delicious, but will it put you on your ass! LOL...
G
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Very nice and lovely connections to Scottish Gaelic..Jan
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Thank you! I wanted to base a lot of my fantasy characters on Scottish history and myth...my mum and all her family are Scottish, and I've always loved Scotland and its history
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We are from Argyll and my distant relations were Gaelic... traced our tree back to 1760 so far its been a great to find out so much. I love Scottish history and our Celtic connections although the Picts are also of interest living here in what was Pictland its easy to reflect.
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I'd really like to trace my family tree as well. My colouring is (apparantely) unusual for our family and my mum has always thought we had Norse somewhere in the bloodline. I'm going to have to do it one of these days
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Worth while it is amazing when you find a link in the family tree
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The gorgeous earth tones in this really work well with the idea of plentiful abundance and the growth of nature. Beautiful lighting as well. Great work.
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