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Slowly the Virdan clanmaid was drawn from sleep. She’d had a long and comfortable nap, and found Azaria’s hand gently stroking her shoulder as her emerald eyes fluttered open. Sylven yawned and shifted position a little, feeling stiff from falling asleep against the Duindôr woman for so long...

Cyn smiled faintly. “You know what? Yeah, I would like to.” He couldn’t believe this was happening - the prince, wanting to befriend him? Life was definitely strange at times. The servant nervously shifted his weight in his seat. “I uh, should leave now though. I’ve been avoiding my duties long...

Tethran cocked his head a little. It was a valuable lesson, and very true. The Virdan felt much the same - not everyone had to do the exact same things in order to be valued in the clan. He had wondered, because of the Duindôr clan's focus on strength and being a warrior, if Brandyl was treated...

god I'm OBSESSED with these!! I hope one day I'll have enough money to get something like this. 😭 your work is so good!

I've been experimenting with semi-realism for a little while now - first two are my Skyrim OCs, second are Leon and Ashley from RE4R!

Veyen smiled widely at Brandyl’s words. He was glad to have the young alchemist as a friend. “Thank you, Brandyl.” Tethran ruffled the young Virdan’s hair. “They’re right, you know. Just ignore the idiots who don’t want to be your friend. They don’t know what they’re missing.” The young hunter...

Cyn cocked his head a little, watching the prince curiously as he apologized. What a strange royal. He had never met any nobleman like Prince Ezrin. He wanted to say something like, If you’re truly sorry, then make things better for us - but he was afraid that would be going a little too far. So...

Tethran looked between Brandyl and Haethryl with a raised brow. The kid sounded… a bit annoying. But who was he to judge? He pondered the question. What did many younglings look like? He’d never considered if they many or if they had few. He crossed his arms. “Uh… I mean, we have a fair...

The Owl House S3 spoilers

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Veyen looked content at the thought of meeting Haethryl’s children. He smiled a little. Tethran listened, raising a brow when Brandyl chimed in. He looked between the young alchemist and Haethryl with confusion. “I feel like there’s a story there,” he said slowly.

Tethran pressed his lips into a thin line. What a difficult life, he realized. He'd been struggling to consider the Duindôr as anything but barbaric - less and less as he journeyed with them, of course, but still. He was beginning to see just how difficult things must be for them, and how they...

Hey there all! Just thought this would be a fun place to put some of my art. I'm also getting back into taking commissions after having done it for a little while in the past; I'm starting off with just portrait commissions, but will open it up to full body and other stuff in the future! My...

Tethran's brow arched high. "Yeah. I am surprised, honestly. I wasn't picturing you as the fatherly type." But it made sense, with how many partners the Duindôr took. But the way he actually seemed proud of them, happy about his children - Tethran had been picturing the Duindôr people as running...