Draleron Mirthblade

IC Blog Sin'dorei Mercenary

[chasertiff-deactivated20190402]

Prince Philip is the most badass prince EVER. And here's why.

Okay, so he’s got a girly face, and he wears tights and some high boots. Sure.

But check out that noble steed. That’s one ready-to-kick-ass-and-take-names steed.

While other princesses just run away and leave nothing, Philip gets AN INVITE TO HER HOUSE. He gets a song, a dance, and a first date.

He comes home, just to tell his dad he’s not going to marry the princess because he’s in love.

No. Other. Reason. He rides in and is just like, “I met the girl I’m going to marry. Now I’ve got a birthday party to be at. Bye Dad.”

Now how much do you think his dad weighs? That short fat little man? Probably pretty heavy.Not a problem for Prince Philip.

And then he gets jumped by goblins, both hands tied behind his back

But that’s not enough to stop Prince Philip.Oh no.

He breaks his hands free and starts chucking goblins.

Look at that face. That face. The “BITCH JUST YOU WAIT” face. He may be tied down by a dozen goblins but he’s not gonna take no shit from this witch.

In fact, he’s so strong, she ends up keeping him chained to the wall, but he still fights back.

Now when he finally does get free–

He’s ready to go into battle UNARMED. He don’t need no shield or sword, he’s going to go punch Maleficent’s face in with his fist. If Flora didn’t stop him, he probably would have, too.

Backed up against a cliff edge, nowhere to go. Fighting off goblins. But there’s so many and just one Philip.

NBD I’LL JUST JUMP AND SLIDE DOWN THE ROCK PILE IN MY SKIN-TIGHT TIGHTS.

Gate closing?

who gives a fuck? certainly not prince philip.

Lighting hitting rocks around me?

NBD BRO

Giant forest of thorns?

Bitch, get out of my way. I’ve got a princess to save.

Giant dragon of hell?

CHARGE HEAD ON.

Fire? Dragon? Burning dry twigs? No. Fucking. Problem.

Just smack that bitch on the nose.

Sheer cliff face? Fire burning behind me? Back to a wall?

Calm down guys, I got this.

I’LL JUST FUCKING SCALE IT ONE-HANDED.

And fight the bloody beast from 500 feet high, with literally nothing to save me if I fall.

Lose the shield off the cliff?

JUST STAND THERE AND SMILE ‘CAUSE I’VE GOT A FUCKING MAGIC SWORD THAT’S GOING THROUGH YOUR HEART BITCH.

Just chuck it. Straight through.

Then jump out of the way…

And survive. That’s what happens to bitches who mess with the woman I love.

Get the horse.

Get the girl.

EXPLAIN NOTHING.

that’s how he EARNED his happily ever after.

Srsly. The most bad. ass. prince. disney ever wrote.

[teacupsandtimelords]

I 1,000% never thought of it from this point of view before and am now screaming Too Hot, Hot Damn, Made that dragon wanna retire man.

[thorneofbriar]

“EXPLAIN NOTHING”

[draleron]

Tbh how Draleron would act

[ritasv]

Donning the armour by Doomster

[pydoodles]

Hey all! I made my goal for 2017 last year- 1k followers! 2018 has started, and already it’s been a wild year. Still, I wanted to do something back for everyone whos supported me on my art blog and helped me get to this milestone. So… we have ourselves a giveaway!

The “Goods” up for grabs:

1 Fullbody (Colored) Commission OR Environment Commission of your choice

1 Colored sketch-busts x2 (Like the above)

1 Grab-bag Experimental Piece 

If you would like details on what they look like, please take a look at my blog.

The Rules

All Reblogs and likes count - Reblog as much as you want!

No giveaway blogs

Must be a follower of Pydoodles (obviously)

Must be willing to give me an email address to contact you.

Will not draw: Furry, Porn, or Mecha

Note: If you are chosen as a winner, please make sure to respond within 24 hours or else you will be re-selected. You cannot request which prize you get (unless it is the fullbody/environment commission).  

Disclaimer: I will set out now that I do not know when you’ll be getting these prizes, as i’m extremely busy with work and my, yknow, life. I do appreciate your patience with me, if you should win these.

Again, I want to thank everyone for their support and I hope that you continue to stay with me and enjoy the art that I create. I love all of you!

The drawing will be done on March 1st! 

Good luck everyone!!

[sir-camelot]

Draleron for @jasteedawnsear as their sketch prize.

What they’re looking forward to below.

“The three man Death Knight assault squad myself, boyfriend, and friend are looking forward to doing. We saw the announcement of those island campaign type things constantly changing around even when you go to the same place and it looks amazing. We actually want to RP some of it!”

[draleron]

I LOVE IT SO IM REBLOGGING OVER ON DRALE’S TUMBLR TOO

[draleron]

[draleron]

[draleron]

[arandoros]

How was their childhood? Did their parents treat them fairly? Did they have any really good friends?

I feel like I answer this already, but I can’t find it anywhere! So…

Aran had a good childhood, for sure. Loved by both parents despite his antics with his childhood friend @draleron (follow him btw, he’s great as is his mun!), had everything he could have possibly needed, etc. His mother taught him some small skills in terms of magic, but before those lessons could really flourish, his father took him under his wing and taught him the family business.

He was treated fairly enough, though his father was a bit more strict than his mother. His reasoning was that businessmen needed to have a certain reputation, and he wanted to make sure Arandoros was treated fairly and with respect when he took over one day. Aran’s still very grateful for this practice.

He had one really good friend growing up, and I talked about him here!

Thanks for the ask, @velithar!

[anotherrpmemeblog]

My muse has just taken a Truth Potion, send “Spill it” plus a question and they will answer.

My muse cannot give half truths, partial truths or bend the truth. They will have to spit out everything then and there!

[rpmemesupreme-blog]

send me a 😍 and i’ll find a picture of your muse’s faceclaim that i really like

if your faceclaim is not readily stated on your muse’s bio, put the name in the ask :)

[draleron]

[lydianah]

"What happened last night?" - Draleron

Lydianah watched the mercenary as he sat up and rubbed his head. She had come to check on the man in his room at the inn and found him sprawled diagonally over his bed, fully dressed and still smelling strongly like booze. He’d stirred when she had approached, flailing about and tangling himself in bedsheets as he fumbled for his weapon–the weapon that was sitting across the room, propped up beside the writing desk. She only raised her brow at him as he came to the realization that it wasn’t there and took in the sight of the woman before him.“What happened last night?” was the first thing he asked. “Did we do it? Because it would be a damn shame if I didn’t remember that.”Lydi just laughed. “No. You nearly lost your pants in a bet with a Forsaken, and after you had drunk yourself silly I practically dragged you up here and tossed you on your bed so that you didn’t get yourself in trouble.” Now there was a bit of amusement on her face. “I came to see if you had poisoned yourself and died in your sleep, or if you had just pissed yourself or vomited. Turns out you just smell like hell. I suggest a shower.” Arms crossed over her chest as she watched the sleepy man.[ @draleron ]

[draleron]

“Well, as long as the forsaken was still in tact, I usually am not one to judge.” Draleron mumbled as he worked to untangle himself. Once that was out of the way he pulled at his shirt to smell it before simply taking it off with a grunt to reveal the tattoo of a bird on his hip and decorative circles going down his spine. “I’m used to drinking when I’m not out doing some contract, so it’s very unlikely for me to vomit or piss on myself.”

He rubbed at his face in a tired manner before giving her a wave and making his way to the bathroom. “I’ll pay you back for dealing with me.” He stopped in the doorway and looked over his shoulder. “Care to help me wash my back?”

@lydianah

[lydianah]

Lydianah merely stood there, those arms still crossed over her chest. “Hey; what you do with a forsaken is your own business, not mine. I just happened to be there and when you passed out in the middle of the Common Room… well, someone was bound to rob you, so I dragged your fat ass up here. As it turns out, a keg of ale actually weighs quite a bit because you felt like you weighed about a million pounds.” Maybe she was being serious or maybe she wasn’t, but the look in her eyes was not giving anything away. “There is no need to pay me back, Drale. Just pay it forward and save some other poor chump from himself someday.” Now she did smile, and at his question she just shook her head. “I have a feeling you would turn up very dead if I were to do that, and not by my hand.” There was just a shadow of laughter in her tone. @draleron

[draleron]

“Ah… So you found yourself someone since I last saw you.” He didn’t move into the bathroom all the way, turning to face her completely as he leaned against the doorframe. A hand moved to rest on his hip, covering some of the small bird that was tattood there. “Have no worries then, I don’t go for people who already have someone they are happy with. Believe it or not, I have morals.” He sighed as he tried to remember just how much he drank the night before, shaking his head before leaning it back to stare at the ceiling. “I may drink, but usually not that much. I guess you could say I was drinking for two last night since one of us can’t anymore.” Silence hung in the air for a moment as he seemed to lose himself in his thoughts, looking completely sobered up from them and tired in a mental way. @lydianah

[lydianah]

Whether or not she’d been about to leave–which she had been, as the man was intent upon showering–that last comment had her brows rising in question. She answered the first with a curt nod and simple, “Yes. No offense, handsome, but I found a man with much more to offer than you.” Now she smirked in that teasing way of hers and canted her head to the side like a curious cat, ears flicking and all. “Drinking for two? Did one of your buddies end up pregnant?” For a moment there was a note of sympathy in her eyes, but it wasn’t really for him. No; whoever found themselves knocked up because of him was very unfortunate. She couldn’t imagine not having a father around would be good for the child. [ @draleron | @darvyns for mention ]

[draleron]

"No offense taken. I'm happy for you, well anyone who can find someone that treats them well. I already accept with my job that I won't be in a relationship." He ran his hand through his hair in a frustrated manner at her last question. "I don't get people pregnant. The person I was drinking for passed. It was-- would have been her birthday last night." He laughed then at a memory and shook his head. "Now that woman, she could drink a Dwarf under the table. Never could keep up with her. Would have been a blast if my friend Arandoros had met her. She was always busting up her weapons too so it would have come in handy." @lydianah for mention: @arandoros ))

[lydianah]

"What happened last night?" - Draleron

Lydianah watched the mercenary as he sat up and rubbed his head. She had come to check on the man in his room at the inn and found him sprawled diagonally over his bed, fully dressed and still smelling strongly like booze. He’d stirred when she had approached, flailing about and tangling himself in bedsheets as he fumbled for his weapon–the weapon that was sitting across the room, propped up beside the writing desk. She only raised her brow at him as he came to the realization that it wasn’t there and took in the sight of the woman before him.“What happened last night?” was the first thing he asked. “Did we do it? Because it would be a damn shame if I didn’t remember that.”Lydi just laughed. “No. You nearly lost your pants in a bet with a Forsaken, and after you had drunk yourself silly I practically dragged you up here and tossed you on your bed so that you didn’t get yourself in trouble.” Now there was a bit of amusement on her face. “I came to see if you had poisoned yourself and died in your sleep, or if you had just pissed yourself or vomited. Turns out you just smell like hell. I suggest a shower.” Arms crossed over her chest as she watched the sleepy man.[ @draleron ]

[draleron]

“Well, as long as the forsaken was still in tact, I usually am not one to judge.” Draleron mumbled as he worked to untangle himself. Once that was out of the way he pulled at his shirt to smell it before simply taking it off with a grunt to reveal the tattoo of a bird on his hip and decorative circles going down his spine. “I’m used to drinking when I’m not out doing some contract, so it’s very unlikely for me to vomit or piss on myself.”

He rubbed at his face in a tired manner before giving her a wave and making his way to the bathroom. “I’ll pay you back for dealing with me.” He stopped in the doorway and looked over his shoulder. “Care to help me wash my back?”

@lydianah

[lydianah]

Lydianah merely stood there, those arms still crossed over her chest. “Hey; what you do with a forsaken is your own business, not mine. I just happened to be there and when you passed out in the middle of the Common Room… well, someone was bound to rob you, so I dragged your fat ass up here. As it turns out, a keg of ale actually weighs quite a bit because you felt like you weighed about a million pounds.” Maybe she was being serious or maybe she wasn’t, but the look in her eyes was not giving anything away. “There is no need to pay me back, Drale. Just pay it forward and save some other poor chump from himself someday.” Now she did smile, and at his question she just shook her head. “I have a feeling you would turn up very dead if I were to do that, and not by my hand.” There was just a shadow of laughter in her tone. @draleron

[draleron]

"Ah... So you found yourself someone since I last saw you." He didn't move into the bathroom all the way, turning to face her completely as he leaned against the doorframe. A hand moved to rest on his hip, covering some of the small bird that was tattood there. "Have no worries then, I don't go for people who already have someone they are happy with. Believe it or not, I have morals." He sighed as he tried to remember just how much he drank the night before, shaking his head before leaning it back to stare at the ceiling. "I may drink, but usually not that much. I guess you could say I was drinking for two last night since one of us can't anymore." Silence hung in the air for a moment as he seemed to lose himself in his thoughts, looking completely sobered up from them and tired in a mental way. @lydianah

[lydianah]

"What happened last night?" - Draleron

Lydianah watched the mercenary as he sat up and rubbed his head. She had come to check on the man in his room at the inn and found him sprawled diagonally over his bed, fully dressed and still smelling strongly like booze. He’d stirred when she had approached, flailing about and tangling himself in bedsheets as he fumbled for his weapon–the weapon that was sitting across the room, propped up beside the writing desk. She only raised her brow at him as he came to the realization that it wasn’t there and took in the sight of the woman before him.“What happened last night?” was the first thing he asked. “Did we do it? Because it would be a damn shame if I didn’t remember that.”Lydi just laughed. “No. You nearly lost your pants in a bet with a Forsaken, and after you had drunk yourself silly I practically dragged you up here and tossed you on your bed so that you didn’t get yourself in trouble.” Now there was a bit of amusement on her face. “I came to see if you had poisoned yourself and died in your sleep, or if you had just pissed yourself or vomited. Turns out you just smell like hell. I suggest a shower.” Arms crossed over her chest as she watched the sleepy man.[ @draleron ]

[draleron]

"Well, as long as the forsaken was still in tact, I usually am not one to judge." Draleron mumbled as he worked to untangle himself. Once that was out of the way he pulled at his shirt to smell it before simply taking it off with a grunt to reveal the tattoo of a bird on his hip and decorative circles going down his spine. "I'm used to drinking when I'm not out doing some contract, so it's very unlikely for me to vomit or piss on myself." He rubbed at his face in a tired manner before giving her a wave and making his way to the bathroom. "I'll pay you back for dealing with me." He stopped in the doorway and looked over his shoulder. "Care to help me wash my back?" @lydianah

[arandoros]

Music Prompt!

Because I totally forgot to reblog this one…send the music note thing for a song that represent our muses! Specify which muses it is for please! (Or, send music-swap! plus a song of your own choosing to describe our muses.)

[thelovelyarchangeljophiel-deact]

Send in sexy pictures of your Muse to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts..

[nsfw-howling-god-deactivated201]

[zandarias-rosevale]

"It's... Just a scratch." - Draleron

Zandarias stared at Draleron before running to him. “DRALE.” The young Paladin ran and slid on his knees, drawing the light to mend Drale. “Y-you’ll be fine.” Blood was everywhere, he’d try to stop it. “Nono.. I’ll save you.” He began to mutter a prayer as light emitted from his hands stopping the bleeding.

[draleron]

Draleron smiled, reaching up with his clean hand and placing it on Zan’s head as he healed him. “Been a while since I’ve seen you… Expected it to be another way, Strawberry.” He groaned as the mending continued to close the large gash across his side. “Remind me… Not to get in anymore bar fights, yeah? Or at least check for fucking daggers. That guy cheated.”

@zandarias-rosevale

[zandarias-rosevale]

Zandarias blushed at Draleron his face turned that old hue of pink again, he had that worried look on his face that was clearly and purely focused on healing the older man. “Please, be.” He wasn’t used to healing not at all. “q-quiet.. trying to focus.” He’d smile faintly as the wound began to close. He took in deep breaths his head spinning until he collapsed in Draleron’s arms. “I miss you,” he whispered in a soft voice that only Drale would recognize, his hand would grip him tightly not wanting to let go.

@draleron

[draleron]

Draleron chuckled, watching him mend the wound while blushing. "You are such a kid." Draleron mumbled after Zandarias collapsed in his arms. He ruffled his hair before pushing himself up with Zan in his grip. "Alright, Strawberry. Time to nap." It would be a bit of a challenge but Drale managed to get him to the room he had rented for the night, laying him on the bed before laying down as well and closing his eyes. @zandarias-rosevale