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"Not quite," Y'pollea grinned. "There's more."
She leaned over and planted another kiss on the ranger's lips, only to then bite down hard enough to draw blood...
She found Rishaeron by a firepit, brooding alone.
Dark waves crashed against the shore as Y’pollea stepped into the meager light of the sputtering fire. “Oh-oh. Is that unresolved anger I taste?”
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Nenime watched him go.
"Souvenir?" she called back, arching an eyebrow. "You should've just left her with child!"
Plainly.
As he had done many times before in his life, Rishaeron made to the shores of Neni'Shelwe with hopes of receiving an audience, but instead of any request or plea for aid, he only had one item on his agenda: to say goodbye before he began the hunt for the Orkish Shaman. He stood before his audience with his helmet on, and his cloak scented by the buffeting sea-breeze, like a resolute statue of obsidian.
"Apologies for disturbing you, I only wished to..." He ran his fingertips over his chin, thoughtfully. "To say goodbye, I suppose. It may be some time 'till I see you again." He let the words true meaning sit in the air, so his intention would not be mistaken.
“Is that so?”
The corsair princess interlaced her fingers beneath her chin.
“I’ve been made aware of your intentions. I should be furious with you. I should refuse to see you.”
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“Rishaeron,” Nenime sighed, her expression softening.
She took his hand with both of hers.
“That is good to hear. See that it is so,” The Corsair princess grinned.
“Otherwise, I’ll have to pull your soul from its repose, and drag you back to life for a lesson. No inordinate amount of Perpetuals would stop me, you know?"
As he had done many times before in his life, Rishaeron made to the shores of Neni'Shelwe with hopes of receiving an audience, but instead of any request or plea for aid, he only had one item on his agenda: to say goodbye before he began the hunt for the Orkish Shaman. He stood before his audience with his helmet on, and his cloak scented by the buffeting sea-breeze, like a resolute statue of obsidian.
"Apologies for disturbing you, I only wished to..." He ran his fingertips over his chin, thoughtfully. "To say goodbye, I suppose. It may be some time 'till I see you again." He let the words true meaning sit in the air, so his intention would not be mistaken.
“Is that so?”
The corsair princess interlaced her fingers beneath her chin.
“I’ve been made aware of your intentions. I should be furious with you. I should refuse to see you.”
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reworked custodian acc to make a girl in the aquilan shield
(the guys who show up and say your survival is crucial to the emperors safety therefor you have custodes bodyguards now)
in my mind ali is a cali surfer girl in golden powerwarmor
CUSTODIAN ALESSANDRA
RP STUFF
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"The butcher" "specialization: bringing rhana dadra directly to the enemy"
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It was a grav-moped.
Nenime leaned over her driver as the vehicle raced up the road. The grav-moped skidded to a stop across the Ranger's path.
"You..." said the corsair princess, dismounting. There was a box in her hands as she frowned. "You presume too much, Rishaeron... You did as much when we first met."
She pressed the box against him, a small, multifaceted crystalline artifact that seemed to drink in the light.
"You would call yourself my brother, but my sisters would never permit the suggestion that an ork, or a multitude of orks, could ever lay them low."
As he had done many times before in his life, Rishaeron made to the shores of Neni'Shelwe with hopes of receiving an audience, but instead of any request or plea for aid, he only had one item on his agenda: to say goodbye before he began the hunt for the Orkish Shaman. He stood before his audience with his helmet on, and his cloak scented by the buffeting sea-breeze, like a resolute statue of obsidian.
"Apologies for disturbing you, I only wished to..." He ran his fingertips over his chin, thoughtfully. "To say goodbye, I suppose. It may be some time 'till I see you again." He let the words true meaning sit in the air, so his intention would not be mistaken.
“Is that so?”
The corsair princess interlaced her fingers beneath her chin.
“I’ve been made aware of your intentions. I should be furious with you. I should refuse to see you.”
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Y'pollea grasped his wrists and kissed him hard.
How funny; as ever, Asuryani could never find it within themselves to deny drukhari.
She found Rishaeron by a firepit, brooding alone.
Dark waves crashed against the shore as Y’pollea stepped into the meager light of the sputtering fire. “Oh-oh. Is that unresolved anger I taste?”
@tearofisha
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Corsair Princess Nenime, Shadow of Iybraesil
Commission art
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/random update sorry was sick might get some things going including an unforeseen update of custodes blog????
Stanley-me
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WHY THIS IS COOL
Update on ynnari plot
Bect actually doing something in a book?
Mike mothafuckin brooks, writer of the seminal work ‘brutal kunnin’
If this book is anything like brutal kunning, we may very well see a narrative portrayal of EVERY drukhari unit
Jokes about people who breed
LILLITH YNNARI DRUKHARI BOOK??????
DID YOU JUST SAY NOT BY GAV(SDRUBAEL) THROPE?????
WHAT!????
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LILLITH YNNARI DRUKHARI BOOK??????
DID YOU JUST SAY NOT BY GAV(SDRUBAEL) THROPE?????
WHAT!????
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The druchii are a fun people. Trust me they told me so.
Wip for a commission. Like this fanfic
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