Unbroken

I was never born at all.

[asksarkhanvol]

Hmph.

[annofravnica]

“Hmph?”

[asksarkhanvol]

“I…”

“I don’t know what to do anymore.”

[annofravnica]

Ann breathed slow, and sat next to the man. After a few moments of picking at her skirt, she spoke again. “I think… It doesn’t really matter, does it? After so much suffering, you finally have a chance to live for yourself.” She extended a hand between them, palm up. “So… You want to finally take that trip to Alara? Or… I’ve got a few new friends I’m sure would want to meet you…”

[asksarkhanvol]

Sarkhan rolled his neck until it cracked. “Hm. Alara. I will consider it. I haven’t been there since…well. You know.”

He glanced over at Ann. “Who are these new people?”

[asksarkhanvol]

Hmph.

[annofravnica]

“Hmph?”

[asksarkhanvol]

“I...”

“I don’t know what to do anymore.”

[asksarkhanvol]

Hmph.

[askvraska]

((Full disclosure, @askjaradvodsavo and I are the same person. As well as @asksarkhanvol

And a few others that don’t really matter at the moment.))

[askjaradvodsavo]

((Yep.))

[asksarkhanvol]

((Yep.))

[asksarkhanvol]

@delver-of-seacrest

OMG Disturbed is my JAM!!

“My only complaint is a lack of songs about dragons on their part.”

[asksarkhanvol]

You need never feel broken again.

[asksarkhanvol]

"This is accurate."

[asksarkhanvol]

In the Presence of Enemies

((Song lyrics that I’ve always kind of associated with parts of Sarkhan’s story. There are three speakers:

*Sarkhan Vol

*Nicol Bolas

*The Whispers

It’s fairly long, so it’s under the cut.))

Keep reading

[asksarkhanvol]

SO THIS PLACE AMONKHET

[asksarkhanvol]

((reblogging for reasons))

[thesakurashaman]

((I thought I was locked out of this account but everyone is inactive anyway oh well.))

[asksarkhanvol]

SO THIS PLACE AMONKHET

[asksarkhanvol]

"Hey scale-boy, miss me?"

“No.”

[asksarkhanvol]

asktheoneandonlypyromaster

“Tch, what a mood killer,” she sighed. “Not even worth picking a fight with anymore.”

“Dunno what happened to you, Sarkhan, but it’s gonna make my life less interesting.”

Sarkhan felt a twinge of anger shoot through him. “Is that what you want? A fight?” He took a step forward. “That’s all you know about me, isn’t it? That time we fought.”

“And how well do you think that would go now, without the blue whelp to save you?” The shaman blurted it out before he could stop himself, and almost apologized. But then, he wasn’t going to show manners to someone who didn’t show their own.

[asktheoneandonlypyromaster]

Chandra took an abrupt step back, her heart leaping in her chest. Sure, picking fights with the ill-tempered dragon man was fun, but she never got over the sudden fear that surged through her every time his anger flared.

It was hard to ignore, though she would never admit it, considering the multiple near-death experiences she faced while fighting Sarkhan.

“Look, lizard breath, last time I checked, you still hated my guts. Thought I’d come have a fun little fight, you’re making this out as a lot more than it ought to be.”

[asksarkhanvol]

“Last time you checked, I was still hearing voices in my head!”

His eyes flashed a pale yellow. “I don’t like you. I probably never will. But I have no reason to kill you.”

“However.”

His pupils abruptly turned vertical. 

“If you keep this up, I’ll do what those voices always wanted and roast you alive.”

[asksarkhanvol]

"Hey scale-boy, miss me?"

“No.”

[asksarkhanvol]

asktheoneandonlypyromaster

“Tch, what a mood killer,” she sighed. “Not even worth picking a fight with anymore.”

“Dunno what happened to you, Sarkhan, but it’s gonna make my life less interesting.”

Sarkhan felt a twinge of anger shoot through him. “Is that what you want? A fight?” He took a step forward. “That’s all you know about me, isn’t it? That time we fought.”

“And how well do you think that would go now, without the blue whelp to save you?” The shaman blurted it out before he could stop himself, and almost apologized. But then, he wasn’t going to show manners to someone who didn’t show their own.

[asksarkhanvol]

"Hey scale-boy, miss me?"

“No.”

[asktheoneandonlypyromaster]

“Aaww,” she pouted, resting her hands at her hips. “And here I thought we could have a little fun. It’s been so long since I’ve fired a spear of flame at your face.”

[asksarkhanvol]

Sarkhan groaned, and rolled his neck until there was an audible crack. 

“Do you really want to go down that path again? I’ve been through enough to know that I can handle any ember you kick my way.”

[asktheoneandonlypyromaster]

She raised an eyebrow, taken aback by his uncharacteristic calmness. 

“The fact that you haven’t tried to kill me yet is quite astounding,” she relaxed, but kept her guard up. “Who gave you those special happy pills? Think you could hook me up with the guy?”

[asksarkhanvol]

He grumbled something under his breath, with only the name ‘Ugin’ being intelligible. 

“I’m not as volatile as I was then. But I’m not above forcing you away if you bother me.” He snorted. “If you bother me any more than you already have, Nalaar.”

[asksarkhanvol]

"Hey scale-boy, miss me?"

“No.”

[asktheoneandonlypyromaster]

“Aaww,” she pouted, resting her hands at her hips. “And here I thought we could have a little fun. It’s been so long since I’ve fired a spear of flame at your face.”

[asksarkhanvol]

Sarkhan groaned, and rolled his neck until there was an audible crack. 

“Do you really want to go down that path again? I’ve been through enough to know that I can handle any ember you kick my way.”

[asksarkhanvol]

"Hey scale-boy, miss me?"

“No.”

[asksarkhanvol]

Who is allowed to hug you?

Ann has before. And Narset could. No one else.