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Elfebruary 2020 Day 29 - Homecoming
A home can still be a home if it’s someplace you’ve never been. In the end, Denavir carries his weakened sister to the surface, which has been his home for a while now, and now finally it can be hers.
Elfebruary 2020 Day 28 - The Odd One
Oddities don’t last long in the Underdark. Sooner or later they attract the wrong attention.
February is over, so, from the bottom of my heart, a big, big thank you to everyone! To the amazing, talented artists and writers who participated! To everyone who liked and reblogged and retweeted and supported! You’re breathtaking!
Keep up the good work, love elves, have a nice time out there!
We’ll meet again next winter!
Elfebruary 2020 Day 29: Homecoming
It was a strange feeling.
Illidan was laying on his back, looking around at the forest surrounding him, the portal that threw him there now fading from his sight. He couldn’t explain it, but he knew that forest. He knew those trees and that particular shade of green. Such a dreamy green. Just by looking at it, he felt calm.
He sat down and suddenly noticed the abandoned architecture hiding between the trees. Ancient Kaldorei’s architecture. And finally, it struck him. He was laying under Shaladrassil, fully cleansed from all corruption of the Nightmare but with the town of Shala’nir left to ruins despite the years.
So, it was it. He was finally back to Azeroth after all those years of willing exile as Sargeras’ jailor. But for how long? He couldn’t tell. How many years had passed since he left and how long he had to spend on the planet before being called back to his mission. But he didn’t care and this time, as if he had been resurrected for the third time, Illidan was going to fully enjoy life and keep amending for his past mistakes. Never would he die again with regrets and fears.
Standing up, he embraced the druidic feelings coming from the place. He wasn’t going to become a druid but he had missed that feeling and at this point, he couldn’t care less about his past life. Now that he had impregnating himself from Val’Sharah, he made the list of everyone he wanted to meet again if fate was allowing him to, and took off in the sky.
That feeling wasn’t as strange as he thought.
He was home.
Elfebruary 2020 Day 28: The Odd One
(This is from Hasard ^^ It shouldn’t be canon…but who’s knows?)
Illidan was sitting at the table, enjoying a nice cup of coffee after quite a busy night. Not only did he ran into the Warden and fought her, but he had to run away before she could kill him and it was frustrating him. Like always, she was slightly stronger when the full moon was almost out and he hated it. So, to decompress from the stressful night, he had stopped by his favorite bakery to get breakfast. He was mindlessly drinking his coffee, not really caring about anything else.
“Everyone hands up!” screamed a newcomer, a gun in his hands.
Illidan repressed the groan coming from his throat. Obviously, it wasn’t today that he would enjoy his breakfast. The robber was still at the entrance, but the room was small enough that he could have touched anyone if he was firing the weapons. Everyone quickly cowered in fears. Humans, Demons, Hunters, it wasn’t mattering, they would all hide in those case, afraid to show off who they really were. Obviously, there would always be someone to play the hero and take down the threat, but it was not only risky, but only seen as strange for everyone else.
It wasn’t bothering Illidan actually. He was actually planning to finish his coffee in peace, and then go disarm the robber and throw him out of the place. A gun wasn’t scaring him as he could deviate the bullets and pretends that the robber only had a really bad aim. But before he could take another sip of the coffee, the woman that was standing right in front of the robber, that had strangely didn’t move at all despite the gun almost pointed at her, turned around and threw her legs up, kicking the man right in the throat. It sent him flying away against the door, unconscious. Then, she went back in line and her face was clearly telling that she was having a bad day and that no one should bother her.
Illidan just kept looking at the unconscious man, the situation almost reminding him of that very night when he had to run away from the Warden. If he hadn’t been much taller than the Hunter, he would have probably ended up with a kick in the throat too. Chuckling at the resemblance, he went back to his coffee and pastry.
Not realizing that the woman who had saved everyone was indeed the Warden.
Elfebruary 2020 Day 27: Scales
Illidan was hiding from everyone at Deliverance Point. Earlier, he had come back, wounded from a fight and since, refusing all help, even coming from his Illidari and it made no doubt that it was mostly his pride that had been wounded. But if there was one person in all Azeroth that couldn’t care less about Illidan’s pride, it was Maiev.
Not liking how he was isolating himself, she made her way towards the place he was hiding, well decided to teach him a few lessons. Mostly that she hadn’t reluctantly accepted his return for him to hurt himself. She took care of his body for years, making sure that nothing would happen to it and now, he was coming back with wounds. And he was calling himself a Demon Hunter!
She reached him and before she could say anything, she heard the loud sigh coming from him. He knew what was coming for him and Maiev could only hope that the sigh was actually a sign of resignation than a bothered one. Anyway, she wouldn’t care and stay. Without a word, she went in front of him and quickly noticed that the wound was on his left arm, going from the hand to the middle of the biceps. She took his hand, brutally, and began to examine it.
“Get lost Maiev,” he growled.
“First, I’m the one who tells people to get lost,” she replied, grabbing his chin to bring him to her face level. “Second, I have a say in what you’re doing with your body and wounding it isn’t acceptable.”
“I have never accepted that,” he growled harder, his skin smoking black.
“Shut up or I will make you cry.”
“You of all people know that I can’t anymore,” he pointed out.
“I just haven’t really do anything,” she threatened, looking at him right in the eyes.
With how overly confident she was in her ability to make him cry, despite that his body was literally unable to produce a single tear since he gave up his eyes, Illidan got taken aback and growled a little more but didn’t add a single word.
Taking advantage that he was now calmer, Maiev took a better look at the wound and winced at it. She also realized that the cut was going through the bandage covering his forearm, and without thinking much, she began to take it out, only to be interrupted as Illidan slapped his other hand over it.
“I don’t need your help,” he growled again, mostly from the pain of suddenly touching the wound.
“You do,” she replied as she grabbed his hand and threw it away.
As Illidan tried to put back the hand, she quickly took a knife from her cloak and stopped his hand mid-air. He groaned a little and put his hand away, having no doubt that Maiev would injure him if he kept going like that. She didn’t like his body being wounded but she had a pass for it. Resigned to his fate, he groaned out loud to make it clear he wasn’t liking it, and waited for Maiev to quickly finish everything.
As she took off the bandage, she finally noticed that it wasn’t skin that was covering his forearm, but scales. And the more she was examining it, the more she noticed that the demon really tried to hurt Illidan as the scales were cut in half along the line of the wound. Then, she made the mistake to turn his arm, where he hadn’t been wounded and she regretted it a little.
Some of them seemed to have been picked up, ripped out of the flesh and some were apparently recent as blood slowly began to drip from the little holes left in the skin. No demons could have done that. Then Maiev quickly shook her head and realized that actually, it could have been a demon. The one whose hand she was holding.
“Illidan?!” she asked, insisting on the last syllable of his name, making it last in a way that told him she wanted answers right now.
And it was exactly why Illidan didn’t want any help for that wound. So no one could discover those scales he was trying to get rid of.
“Maybe I’m not completely used to this body,” he whispered.
Elfebruary 2020 Day 27 - Scales
“Aluk d'fulani andanin.” Denavir replied with a softer smile looking up to Kaito with matched reverence in his eyes. “brothers in broken irons.” He blinked slowly, reading the expression on Kaito’s face and gradually giving him a conceding hum. “You may…” Denavir held a moment longer before dipping his head and closing his eyes. He was not familiar with the gesture, and it had been a long time since he had been comfortable with such an intimate touch, but he quieted the trepidation in his mind with a slow breath to accept the gentle press of his friend’s brow.
This prompt made me think more of Kaito than anything, so I needed to find the most appropriate scene to illustrate. Kind of blended a couple scenes, actually, but when Denavir cleaned the blood off his face after freeing people from the Gragnar prison mine felt appropriate.
#elfebruary2020 - Vigilance Hvit is a Ghibli princess prove me wrong. For @Hvitkanen on Twitter :)
#elfebruary2020 - Blue Ribbon Niquisse is borrowed from @tindomielsilverthorn
Elfebruary 2020
Day 26 - Double Trouble
Look out, evil. When Denavir finally gets his sister back, they will be an unstoppable force for justice and mercy, a dynamic drow duo, and bad guys won’t know what hit ‘em.
This is my first time drawing Arcy in her end-game aesthetic, post-de-driderfication. She’s got the face of a wood nymph and the arms of Ryan Gosling.
Don’t tag ship
Elfebruary 2020
Day 26 - Double Trouble
Look out, evil. When Denavir finally gets his sister back, they will be an unstoppable force for justice and mercy, a dynamic drow duo, and bad guys won’t know what hit ‘em.
This is my first time drawing Arcy in her end-game aesthetic, post-de-driderfication. She’s got the face of a wood nymph and the arms of Ryan Gosling.
Don’t tag ship
For the “Candle” prompt for Elfebruary.
Elfebruary 2020 Day 25 - Shiny! When the caravan had arrived on the surface, it was brighter under the navy expanse of the night sky than Denavir had ever witnessed, but the silver glow of the stars and the moon – oh the moon – were only a taste of the light to come. Still he squinted against the brightness, eyes adjusting, slipping from the infrared spectrum into his under-used vision. Even in the cool night he could make out more colors along the secluded road than he’d ever seen before in his life. Tyrinn’fey was lighted not by any sort of visible light, but by the warm glow of magics imbued daily in the city’s central clock spire, a monolith that gave shape to the city of stone deep in the perfect darkness of the underground caverns. Out here, under the natural light overhead, the world was painted in hues of green and yellow and red, colors he had seen before only as ink on parchment. The glow from the stars – Denavir had though – must have been flecks of light filtering from tiny holes in a cavern ceiling much higher above their heads.
Ethereal I just love curls and freckles okay >.>
Candles I was glad to have a good reason to colour this one
“This is totally not what it looks like” Miriel is borrowed from @neirastormborne on Twitter …I mess my kitchen up with these things all the time…
Elfebruary 2020 Day 24 - Tangled Up
This one is @watchnotover‘s fault as she said Denavir’s hair was long enough he could be Rapunzel. One thing lead to another and viola. Tangled AU feat. Lacroix as Eugene. Lacroix, as always belongs to @crispydraws
