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Brides of Khaine!!!
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bargainbingoth · 1 year
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A simple full body drawing I did of my drow ranger, Cassimyr Jevan, for a roll 20 token image. I like the way it turned out. :)
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alia-turin · 1 year
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Blood & Bones Chapter 3 is out: 
Bleis fell from one fever dream to another. He couldn’t say if he was awake or not, he saw faces from the past, his father telling him to grow up, and his brother laughing at him for his childish dreams. Then he woke up, or at least he thought he woke up. Eroel was screaming and cursing at him. More dreams followed nightmares and memories that had not haunted him for years but now are returning to him. Someone gave him water, and the dream continued, his old teacher telling him about Elysia, the land of the elves where war never ended, and young Bleis starting to dream of glory. Idealism and legends meeting disappointment.
When he finally opened his eyes, he could not believe he was awake or alive. The surrounding made no sense to him, and Bleis couldn’t remember how he got there. It appeared he was in a single room of a house. He was lying on a bed. Across from him were a chest of drawers, a table with two chairs in the center, and a few counters serving as a kitchen with various jars on top. No decoration to speak of, only items that had purpose. He tried to get up, but sharp pain cut through his abdomen, and he barely moved just a few inches. 
He felt soft fingers on his damp skin and turned to his left. The dark room and his tired eyes must be playing tricks on him. Next to Bleis was a woman with long black hair falling over her shoulders, her skin was the pale, almost white color of night elves, and her big purple eyes were locked on him. He must be dead because wherever Eroel had dragged him, he couldn’t imagine a creature like that existed. 
“Are you a ghost…” Bleis barely said as his throat was so dry, it hurt talking. 
Full story on Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1300570487-blood-and-bones-fever-dream-bleis
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notallfay · 1 year
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I might have been in love with @teddyboy1der girl Guttja. She is amazing. And #Orcs and #darkelves are safe with whichever #mushrooms. But out of these 3, it's only the black and white #fungus, which is based on a #magpieinkcap. That's dangerous to humans. . And even then. Only some of us, but it's a roulette because you are either completely fine or dead. . . . . . #bjd #balljointeddoll #doll #dolls #dollstagram #bjdhobby #bjds #dollhobby #dollhobbyist #withdoll #elf #elfgirl #orc (at Feel Good Club) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpyAKFJoLHP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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daisysama · 7 months
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My oc Ryuoshi
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chimerinshine · 1 year
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Some doodles/quick sketch of the ocs i make (well i was thinking i might do a movie or comics at the future cause dang it was hard but ehh) anyways..This are some of"The Darkeners" or "The Dark Ones" which they all live in a dark world and can sometimes enter the world of light or hopeland. Always remember not all darkeners are evil. ALRIGHT! enough talkin'. Lemme introduce them to you..
(I think texts for each image will work sooo...yeah double descript it)
•Monster Blanket or Blanky for short.
Silly name for a monster right? Well...i feel bad for peeps who love to wrap themselves in the warm blankets. Cause you never know that was him. He is the younger brother of the Boogeyman. And he literally love to diguise himself as normal blanket then started eating peeps if he was hungry but if not he scared peeps to death (well mostly kids). He also have sharp thin claws and big yellow eyes and some visible sharp shadowy teeths that also appears when he show himself. He is a big boi. He can also change his blanket color to have a perfect diguise of a normal blankets of peeps. He belongs to dark world and sometimes travels in human world to go for scare hunt well at least his brother Boogey is not worst as him
•Dark Elves⚫🧝‍♂️🧝‍♀️
I just draw one cause there's so many of them. They are taller than normal elves normal elves average height is 2-3ft while them is 4-5ft. They have palish skin and almost all of them have scars cause they love fighting and a rough ones. Also they have pure black pitch eyes and wear such dark amors or leather armors (this proves they hunt other animals yeshh). They also have spiky helmets and sharp black claws. They all have different styles of outfit and claws and teeths, speaking of teeth, they also have sharp teeths and some are crooked (yup some of them don't know what is brush your teeth at all Toothfairy will be so disappointed at them reason why they hate them too). They love meats and drink alcoholic beverages
Also Females and Males have differences too. Females are thinner and faster and love to wear leather skirts and also use animal bones (or someone's) as their acessories. Males some of them can be well a stubby one (short and chubby) but some have normal weight and thinner they are stronger than normal elves and much wilder and rougher and also they love a beers/whines etc.. so much. Males also the one who build houses and make deadly weapons Males are crazier and more on killing machine. Females are meaner
They all belong to the dark world and belong to Krampus's domain (yes the evil demon goat santa one). And oh! They also make dark toys which is a very deadly one.
They know a little bit of dark magic
•Asmodeus❣😈
Ahh yes the King Of Lust, The Demon of Lust, Love- ya know what? just don't come near at him. He will do anything to get you on him. He is always onto well...18+ stuffs. He also a yandere one he can kill ya and obssessed with ya if he didn't get what he wanted or to be desired in love then you will be a goner. He can be also a Pansexual. He also go into the human world to date peeps. His eyes changes color green to reddish pink. He also have a very charming and smooth voice. Also when you look at his eyes you be hypnotized and force to have love with him. His true form is a big humanoid goat boi. He lives in hell which also can be found deep in the dark world. He can be found at 3rd pathway of hell which aka as 3rd ring.
He has supernatural or demonic powers
Sandman aka Blickfang👁🦉🗡
His real name is Coppelius (yeah he is literally based off on ETA Hoffmann's Sandman which a dark one not the dream giver one) He appears as humanoid creature, he has palish skin, a little bit thin, wear dirty green olive cloaks and clothings, stripe socks and some black leather shoes, he also have long white ash hair, golden yellow eyes (black pitch if he reveals his true form), have pointy ears, torn up gloves, have a black belt strap with golden outlines and designs and have golden eye buckle (some confuse if it was part of his or not) and also have some sanddust (probably use for taking eyes), some ancient knife, hourglass, he sometimes also carries a large sack (probably full of people's eyes and meteronomes) he also have metronomes ticking in different speed (yike just run when you hear one).
He's an evilcounter part of Ole Lukoie aka The Sandman or Mr Sandman (which based off on Hans Christian the dream giver one). And he's taller than him he is 7 footer one (with his true form he is even more taller well ya know owls:^). His true form are owl monster (reason why sometimes he acts like an owl or hissing and make such unusual noises) He appear as humanoid owl creature he has black eyes and longer eyebrows and have owl feather on his body parts fingerless gloves are his claws.Yup he is a scary ass owl man.
He has offsprings owlettes in the darkside of cresent moon cause that's where his domain and nest is,his wife was still unknown, when you sleepless he visits you or even force you to be awake in your sleep with some loud and strange noises he making and then throws or blew a sanddust in your eye to literally put you to forever sleep aka dead boi :^ . Well, when that happens it was well...bloody mess, nightmarish, traumatizing scene. His purpose tooking eyes of people is to feed his offsprings or his to be his food. When he is not satisfied he can go to flesh (yikes :<). He also very protective to his young ones. He used mostly his true form on his domain. Oh! he's older than Ole btw.
He only appears at cresent moon time reason why Ole always observe it and be alert so that he can protect people from him. Some believe he hates it but not really he just worries when it has darkest shadow. Ole was like the Santa who mostly loved by children and Coppelius is like Krampus who mostly feared by children. And Coppeliuse always have creepy smile and small pupils. He also have supernatural abilities
•Black Bishop [Chess Piece] ♟
(I only draw Black Bishop one cause they are so sooo many anyways..)
All of the Chess Pieces has hidden monstrous mouth (purpose? well..for literally eating their opponents) Black ones are worser than the Whites. All black chess live in a dark world (obviously). While White ones lives beyond the heavenly gates. They can move in anyways or normally as others.
Anyways, Black Bishop, wears hooded black robe with golden eye symbols and his robe have crimson red outlines and he has pointy ears and palish skin and more sharper long teeth once hebwill eat you. He act kind at 1st has role of an untruthful prophets, he is more darker and more faker than White Bishop. He is very merciless one and also have sin of lust. He also do blood sacrifices and stuffs. He also an ambusher and a sniper and can be the Black Queen's assassin. He has a nickname of "Headshooter" Cause he love to headshot his target. Yez, he is a type of piece who always keep deadly weapons that includes the strongest guns. He has a staff which is also contains dark magic also can turn into spear when it lands it explodes and resummoned in his hand. His eyes also have some blindfold or bandages cause without it you'll be traumatized. He also a tall boi he is 10footer one. He is truly Evil one. His location can be found at the Dark Castle underground. He also have supernatural powers
•Ghost Of Yet To Come (Future💀)
Same clothes, Same look, Same stuffs with Death himself but they are totally different. Death was the brother of Ole and yeah he took souls and tell such stories too but only two kinds one is good and one is bad. Anyways, Future here appeared to be an enormous dark entity he is 15 foot fall hooded figure. His face can be barely see. But when his face appeared he is palish man with pure white eyes and sometimes his face can be turn into skull. He love to scared to death someone who never learn to their place like what he did to Scrooge. He is the middle brother of Past and Present. He also very protective to them. He lives in the darkworld but sometimes escaping there to be with his brothers. He is far different to dark ones. Well he still have dark behaviour and have a dark sense of humor. But he is very kind one he just being scary and tend to harm other so that they can be good. He never speaks (well for others) or do a lot of sign languages. Only his brothers can hear him talk and a few fellows. He also never makes such expressions just death staring ya. So yeah if you are a mortal or some soul 1st time meeting him you never know if he just staring at you or talking to ya. He has a power of Umbrakenisis and other supernatural powers
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daemonic-miniatures · 2 years
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So I do believe this commission is complete. Been a long one given the nasty heatwave and back injuries I've had lately but we got there in the same end! ... iPhone photos, so not the greatest - - - - #bloodbowlundead #bloodbowlelves #bloodbowlelvenunion #bloodbowldarkelf #bloodbowlnecromantic #bloodbowl #bloodbowldarkelves #darkelves #bloodbowlcommunity #bloodbowlpainting #bloodbowlteams #bloodbowlminiatures #commission #commissionpainter #fantasyfootball #fantasyminiatures #warhammerofficial #warhammercommunity #warhammeruniverse (at Prudhoe) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf5zCHatjAX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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fluffscifantasy · 2 months
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Walking to the next adventure
🇫🇷 Avant que Mémé et Yann Laurent me demandent une ambiance rocheuse qui rappelle le Mordor, je n'avais jamais pensé à à quel point les collines méditéranéennes peuvent sembler désolées et désertiques. Pour qui les regarde de près, elles sont pleine de vie et de diversité. Pourtant, de loin, et avec le traitement d'image qui va bien, elles peuvent tout à fait ressembler à un lieu désolé que des elfes sombres traversent pour rejoindre leur prochaine aventure ! -- 🌍 One thing I never thought about until Mémé and Yann Laurent asked me for a Mordor-ish rocky vibe for their photoshoot, is how desolate and desert-like mediteranean hills can be. For one who looks close, they are full of life and diversity. From afar, and with the right edit, they can become just like a desolate land some dark elves could cross to go on their next adventure !
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vbellanaris · 9 months
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gamescape3d · 1 year
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Glow crystals for tops of wall towers. Comes out in a couple days. Check out our first set of under dark buildings out now! on tribes or patreon. only $5 a month.
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tonhaex · 1 year
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3: From the series of Dark elves. Dark Elves are winged creatures with harsher traits than normal elves. They usually wear warrior clothes and are often heavily armed. Made in AI Midjourney #ai #midjourney #elf #darkelvs #warriors https://www.instagram.com/p/CnymHJ0sK_2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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You've done a few Monsters Reimagined posts about gods already, so I was wondering... any ideas for reimagining Lolth? I know in your Drow post you suggested just ditching the spider cultist stuff, but I do think Lolth herself has some potential. (I have some ideas of my own, which can be summed up as "to high elves, Lolth IS an evil trickster, but to Drow she's the goddess of law, art, magic, and anything to do with webs, and CORELLON is the trickster" but I'm curious what ideas you have)
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Deity: Lolth, Queen of Spiders and Weaver of Lies
Its said that in the dawn era when the world was still settling the first mortals caught one of their gods in a lie. It was a benign, harmless thing, but that first falsehood turned sour in the god’s mouth, and when spitting to earth it took a shape with many legs, and scuttled off into the dark
Setup: None can say where Lolth or her cult first emerged, as a goddess of deception she has worn many guises and worked to obscure her true origin since perhaps the first moment of her existence. even her commonly recorded name; Lolth, is but the most recent of her aspects, one that many scholars believe she has abandoned in recent ages as more and more of her followers awake to the cruelty of her doctrine, leaving behind a hollow idol the way a spider sheds its carapace when it grows. 
Lolth is a goddess of deception, not the simple half truths that everyone lets slip now and again (though some more orthodox faiths claim that these lies give life to spiders), but to the falsehoods that warp the perception of individuals, communities, and entire nations: they are out to get you/ I didn't push you, you fell/ our way is the godly way, all others are degenerate. When one of these delusions takes root and begins to skew lives, the goddess weaves another thread into her tapestry of deception, wrapping her victims in a false reality the way a spider wraps its prey. Lolth too is an enemy of objective reality, sowing madness in the minds of mortals or using her agents to muddle and destroy historical records.
Logically it doesn’t make sense to worship a goddess of deception, nightmares and gaslighting, until one asks who might benefit from others falling prey to such afflictions. Tyrants, abusers, con artists, the ones that think they’re clever enough to lie forever or the ones so prideful they believe that their opinions override reality. These are the ones that feel the tug of the spider’s string, and delude themselves into thinking they are puppeteer rather than puppet.
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After the death of their high priestess, a cult of darkelves found their connection to the spiderqueen severed, throwing them into a theological crisis that left most of their leadership dead as each tried to backstab their way into proving that they were Lolths next chosen.  Faced with a total lack of guidance, the cults lesser acolytes and henchmen have taken to following the last survivor off this divinely ordained massacre:  A former apprentice of the high priestess who died performing a grand rite and was transformed into a deathlock for her trouble. Kept around as both jester and example of what fate awaits those who waver in their faith, this cackling cadaver has forgotten much of who she was and now calls herself Hollowhead, a cruel nickname given by her mistress when she realized her dead apprentice always had spiders on the brain, literally.   Now tugging at the neck chain that once secured her to the high priestess’s throne, Hollowhead leads the cult out to enact whatever whim her goddess puts in her head, with the features on the menu being sacrifices, rampant poisonings, and gross transfigurations.    
In one of their many adventures, the party end up clashing with a charming huckster who’s gone and made an enemy of some very powerful people. Perhaps he’s backed a guild leader into a bad business deal, or swindled a fortune out of the party’s prospective patron. Perhaps he introduces himself as a mentor for a young party of roguish individuals and then leaves them holding the bag in the midst of a heist. When he dies (either when the party catches up to him or months later after he’s been justly tried and tossed in a dungeon) he realizes that he’s called  upon the weaver of lies one too many times in the course of filling his pockets, and is at risk of having his soul claimed once it passes into the underworld. To avoid this terrible fate, the huckster pulls one last trick, stealing himself from the goddess’s clutches and wandering the world as a ghost. Never one to be denied her prize, the goddess dispatches a monstrous construct from her realm, a Retriever, to fetch the trickster’s wayward soul and flatten anything that stands in its way: such as the party, who the huckster has been quietly haunting for some time as a means of tagging along with their adventures. 
On the trail of a missing merchant caravan, the party encounter a village Where Everything Is Fine, with the one exception being the library dedicated to Ioun seems to have been boarded shut. Folk here vaguely remember the merchant passing through, but having come a long while the party decide to rest in the rustic and comfortable inn to enjoy some good food and the owers’ charming hospitality, only to wake up with one of their number missing. Find out their horrifying fate under the cut
They find their missing friend some hours later living a completely different life, having been married to an attractive and attentive stranger for some years and never once having contemplated becoming an adventurer and leaving the village Where Everything Is Fine. Snapping their friend out of it is as easy as noticing the faint trace of webbing near their ear and squishing the spider that’s crawled in there carrying a number of delusions with it, but there’s no telling which one of them could be next to forget. Checking inside the boarded up library reveals a few haggard townsfolk and a VERY paranoid priestess of the goddess Ioun who’ve been hold up inside while the rest of their neighbors went all Norman Rockwell/Stepford wife. To hear them tell it, things started happening after the innkeeper’s wife showed up with bruises after the two had a raucous shouting match infront of  a large crowd of patrons. The two had always had a rocky relationship but she insisted over and over again that Everything Is Fine… and people started to agree with her. Desperate to preserve the illusion of a blissful homelife, the innkeeper’s wife has made a spontaneous pact with Lolth, and her increasingly blasphemous self delusion will stop at nothing to ensure that no one ruins her fantasy. Depending on how tactful you want to be consider having her turn into a giant spider monster, with her abusive husband hollowed out, alive and aware but filled with innumerable skittering young.
Titles: Queen of Spiders, Weaver of lies, Mother of Deceit, Lady of truth (for the faithful)
Signs: Excessive spiders, or spiders where there should not be spiders (such as in your mouth or ears), a pervasive sense that someone is lying to you or that what you perceive is not real, faces momentarily showing opposite emotions.
Symbols: Spiders and their associated iconography, more subtle symbols may include objects in groups of eight, like eight stars in a ring upon a flag or eight jewels set in a fractal spiral upon a broach. Other cults unconnected to spider iconography use that of weaving: looms, spinning wheels, dropspindles, and may occasionally substitute silkworms for spiders where regionally appropriate.
Followers:In addition to her active cults, such as the most well known among the darkelves or creatures like the chitine Lolth is a proactive goddess when it comes to choosing champions, most often selecting for those with the capacity for controlling or deceiving others, or those victims who would replace their abusers rather than see their torment end.  Some few desperate also worship Lolth as a means of protecting themselves from deception or madness, but the queen of spiders is likely to exact a heavy toll for such protection, if she extends it at all.
Also yeah, no sexy spider goddess art for you folks. Her many-legged majesty may take on a pleasing guise when trying to entice you to do something but when it comes time to throw down you’re going toe to toe with something that exemplifies madness and lies and treachery
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alia-turin · 1 year
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I should be better about posting these here.....
Blood and Bones - 18. Crossroads Pt. 2 [Gareth]
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"My lady, this is a terrible idea." Gareth wondered where the knife had come from. They had not searched her, which probably was stupid. His arrogance was going to get him in trouble now.
"Terrible? The way I see it, this idea could solve my problem and many others." As soon as she finished, he grabbed her wrist. Gareth was significantly stronger and faster than her. Aya was smart. He gave her that, but people have been pointing blades at him since he had learned to walk. He twisted her wrist in a way that made the knife fall in the snow, and he used his legs to trip her, making her fall on the snow, and he followed after her. She struggled, but Gareth pinned her wrists with one hand and reached for the blade with the other pressing it against her elegant neck.
"My father always used to say that you should not pull out a weapon unless you are sure you can win the fight." She tried to kick him, but he used his weight to block her legs.
"Did he say that before or after he raped your mother?" Gareth stared at her for a second, pulling the knife from her throat away. It wasn't her words that offended him. He had been hearing that insult from night elves since he was a child, but something in the way she said it stung, despite the fact he knew it wasn't true. "Are you about to follow his example now? I thought screaming and struggling did do it for you. Or perhaps you hope I will keep it down out of fear your men could hear."
"If you had not pressed that knife against my throat, my lady, we both would be walking back to the house now as if we were friends." He shifted his weight a bit, allowing himself to get up, but did not let go of her wrists, pulling her after himself. "I don't need you to have your hands free for the rest of that journey, and I don't think you have ever had a rope around your wrists, but it doesn't feel nice, and we have two more days of riding. I also don't need you to open your mouth. I can keep you gagged and draped over my horse until we make it. I will pretend whatever just happened didn't happen, and you will behave."
Gareth wasn't a merciful man, but he was tired of that. Night elves were looking at him as if he was evil reincarnated. He was aware of what she believed. He would kill her or worse. He would parade her down the streets of the capital or worse. None of that was on his mind. He wanted to be home and let his brother deal with her. He would probably give her nice quarters in the castle and keep her away from danger.
Aya's purple eyes stared at him in anger, but eventually, she nodded in agreement. He slowly let go of her wrists, expecting she would try to kick him, but nothing happened. Another moment passed, and he began walking with her to the house.
"Was it all an act? The fear?" Gareth had to ask.
"If I were not terrified of you, I probably would have succeeded." She said after a while. He could argue with the point, but he had seen her hand shaking as she attacked him, which helped him resolve the situation faster. It was an act of fear, not malice.
When they returned to the cabin, Aya walked to the only available corner and curled herself under his cloak. The rest of his men were skinning and cooking rabbits. Lleu was the only one missing, as he was with the horses.
"Must be weird being wrapped in the clothes of the person you just tried to kill," Einar said as he stepped beside Gareth. "I almost pity her. From all the people in the world to end up your prisoner. You were going to kill her mad husband after all and probably her in the process two years ago."
"You saw it?" Gareth had not heard him or seen him being nearby. Then again, Einar could sneak unnoticed.
"I did. Frankly I was hoping just for confirmation of my imagination." He grinned, and Gareth just shook his head. "I'm surprised you didn't see it coming."
"I didn't think she was stupid enough to try anything besides running." He had to admit that had been his only concern and mostly the discomfort that would cause him. "You could have helped me." Gareth joked.
"If the skinny girl had killed you, you deserve it." The two of them walked to the fireplace, where the smell of food was already filling the room. "You are an idiot for not seeing it, showing you some skin, making you think she was not a danger to you. I child could see through that."
Grateh didn't respond. In retrospect, it was all very obvious, but he had so many other things he was worried about that he had made nothing else of her act than what she said. He was thinking about his brother, the people they saw on the road, the fact that there was a whole kingdom balanced on the fear of what Gareth would do if anyone rebelled and the fact that Ryn Tamer was still somewhere out there probably plotting. A woman trying to kill him was not at the top of his agenda. However, he probably should swift his priorities considering Aya was apparently convinced she was walking toward her death. He would try to escape as fast as possible if he were her.
"You are not stupid for not seeing through that." Einar continued after he did not receive a response. "You are stupid for thinking the only danger is someone bigger and stronger than you. Women are more ferocious than men." He ran a finger over the scar on his cheek - a gift from a woman he had underestimated. "She had survived through fire and ice out of fear. And there is nothing scarier for her kin than you, my friend."
"Rean, bring her food." He told the young elf to do as he was unsure he could stay civilized.
Einar wasn't wrong, and it bothered him so much. Not because she was afraid but because that was how her whole race felt about him. Granted, it was more than deserved, he did not feel as if he was misjudged, but they were all in a stage where they were trying to rebuild, and Kealan could not do it without him. War had been so much easier. Planning battles and fighting was what he was good at. The whole keeping the peace and everyone happy was not his thing. Eawing firmly believed that it was better to be feared than loved and had gone out of his way to be feared. Gareth had never tried to achieve that, but the fear he had inspired in his enemies was deeply rooted. And why not? He had slaughtered their armies and killed their clan leaders. Even when the war was over he crippled every form of leadership they ever had, leaving behind old women and infant daughters. His reputation was well deserved and he hated it.
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darleksaresupreme · 5 months
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The Feral Swamp Witch, a toady for my Feast of Charybdis Turnip28 regiment
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daisysama · 7 months
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My OC EMYR
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missmalus · 9 days
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Corsair Champion
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