The man in maroon

Captain De Leycourt |21+ | Neutral to factions| side blog

[kasmius]

Yo ho, Yo ho, a pirates life for Velinari.

Finished, made a few changes, her skin is actually a pale, pink-grey, and her eyes are now purple instead of pink. I was thinking about what she wouldve looked like prior to her transformation. so changes were made. But her headshot is done!

Ima draw my boys now!

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Quick silly Chibi of the boy by me.

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What Have I missed?

The Elf cocked his head to the side waiting to hear from anyone

[warcraft-shenanigans]

[tenshikurama]

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For Dhemetrius mornings were usually a quiet event, his meals were prepared for him, they included something sweet, something fruity and something savory. His favorite was always french toast with fresh berries, an over easy egg, and herb roasted potatoes. Despite his noble upbringing the elf never developed the sensitive and refined palette that his parents had, who ate things like poached eggs, salmon gone toast with little fish eggs and the like. He much preferred what people would call "comfort foods". His breakfast choices were not those typical of an elf from Surarmar.

On this morning the nightborne found himself enjoying his meal in the quiet morning, listening to the world wake up around him, sipping his cafe au lait, and perusing the local newspaper.

Dhemetrius normally took his breakfast out in the garden where he would watch the sun illuminate the flowers and could feel the gentle cool breeze against his skin. This is where he was when he heard it. A rustling in the flower beds, a disconnected sort of shambling noise, something hidden among the vegetation was heading right for him. The nobleman rose slowly from table, no weapon in hand, a spell on the tip of his tongue. Growing ever more anxious as the noise came hurtling closer, when at the last second it came crashing out of the bushes, Dhemetrius yelled the spell aloud and the creature was caught.

Held in a large, floating bubble, was a poor little mana saber cub. It's large eyes wide and confused, probably as to how it was suddenly floating in the air.

(to be continued)

[housedeleycourt]

What Have I missed?

The Elf cocked his head to the side waiting to hear from anyone

[housedeleycourt]

It had been a while since Dhemetrius returned home to Surarmar. The stars overhead looked the same as ever, the night air was cool against his skin. It wasn't that he was unhappy to be home, he should be glad that his latest sea faring adventure had not only been successful but also one he was able to return from.

The journey had been perilous after he and his crew and their stowaway had reached the islands hidden away from many a men. Old traps and enchantments guarded the island treasure, many a times he and his crew were stumped and surely would've had to return back empty handed if not for their clever little plus one. The masked vigilante proved to be rather gifted at solving puzzle and knew a thing or two about old arcane magic that helped overcome the obstacles they faced. Thankfully so, because with his help Dhemetrius was able to complete his mission and bring back dozens of old scrolls and tomes to Lady Thalyssra.

The fact is Dhemetrius was grateful to be back home, among the familiar faces and the places he grew up running around as a little lad. Life here was simple and easier than life out on the road, paperwork and managing the family's finances were the most difficult part of his responsibilities and those paled in comparison to facing down demons, raging elementals or strange occultists.

And yet, the yearn for adventure still pulled on his slippered feet. The wind seemed to call to him, and he longed to answer it.

But where would he go? What should he do? Was he needed anywhere? Would things be fine if he left so shortly after returning from his last voyage? Where would this adventure take him and for how long? Was there even an adventure to be had?

(( @astralfox0893 for the mention of their character))

[housedeleycourt]

Would anyone noticed if I suddenly made a reappearance?

-Sincerely yours Dhemetrius de Leycourt

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Quick silly Chibi of the boy by me.

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Dhemetrius got a royal glow up!!!! (And has subsequently brought me back into Azeroth)

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"Huh. You have an awful knack for getting into trouble, De LeyCourt boy. My inclination is to say this is suspicious, given you've on and off dedicated a lot of time to trying to find me." Deuce's eyes darted left and right, and though he sheathed his blade, his hand still rested on the hilt. "I suppose I could say I admire persistence, but not of this sort. Now tell me, dear stalker. What did you hope to gain from this? Answer carefully." (@auraine-zara)

In a dimly lit cave, illuminated only by the arcane glow of a sphere of magical origination held within Dhemetrius hand, the masked elf would find their favorite person. As mentioned, the shaldorei weilded magic in one hand, and a slender rapier in the other, his long ears twitched upon hearing the Nightingale’s near silent approach. After many encounters with the dear masked stranger, Dhemetrius had come to recognize their personal tread. Brazenly tossing a look at his would-be savior, the indigo elf, offered a devilish and carefree smile. His pearlescent teeth visible in the gloom. His lavender eyes brilliant and cunning, lit with excitement. Despite being surrounded by four void entities, the tall elf looked elated by the others arrival. In a strikingly cheerful tone, completely lacking awareness or perhaps, concern for his own safety, he called out to the armored elf,

“Ah, so you did come! Excellent, that was entirely my intention. Though I do wish you were an easier person to get ahold of? Why must we always meet like this? Can’t we chat? Sit down in a cafe somewhere, I can see you value your privacy, so I say keep the armor and keep the mask on, but please next time don’t make it so I have to seek out trouble just to share your company.”

As one of the void beings hovered nearer, Dhemetrius attention shifted to the coming threat, rapier aimed at his foe, upon observation one would witness the blade itself held a sort of enchantment, probably rendering it usueful against magical enemies such as these. The lean muscled elf himself was dressed impressively in leather armor, each piece fitted to his precise measurements, offering ease of movement, protection, but also style. As he was so fond of. Always dressed impeccably, even when locked in combat. His hair, was styled differently however, if one were to pay close enough attention to that sort of thing, his ivory curls were slicked back, and trimmed shorter, allowing only one or two to fall loose from their brushed back styling. Allowing for ever more of his fine facial features to be seen. Smooth skin, slightly perspiring under the tense atmosphere, iridescent tattoos reflecting the light of the arcane ball. His sharp jawline had become clenched, as his focus remained on his assailants, Lavender orbs darting from one enemy to the next, anticipating their movements. Even so, perhaps as the nightfallen approached they would note a small smirk twisting the other elves beautifully molded lips.

Without ever losing sight of his opponents, Dhemetrius called out to the masked elf, “Say, dear friend, would you mind lending a hand now that you’ve decided to grace me with your presence? Then we can have a lovely chat about my true reason for reaching out.”

@auraine-zara !!

[kasmius]

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Auraine narrowed her eyes and squinted at Dhemetrius as she turned about, her back facing the inn's job board. She assessed him before speaking again. "Do you need something? If not, begone."

Dhemetrius started, taken aback by the brazen little elf in front of him. Who was she to be snapping at him like that? Violet eyes frostily looking the small woman over, noting her unusual appearance, she was clearly a halfling. It would seem as though she’d be the product of a union between a Sindorei and one of those forest elves. A malicious smile surfaced on the face of the indigo skinned man, “People say I’m vain”—hah”—“he snorted, “I’ve yet to accuse a complete stranger of staring at me,” the nightborne rolled his eyes, “Have your considered that perhaps I was eyeing the job listings? Hmmm.. mon petite?” The last two words he sneered at her mockingly. The lean Shaldorei reached over her head, yanking one of the jobs posted directly above the tips of her ears. His expression cocky, challenging.

[astralfox0893]

As Auraine withdrew back into herself further, she did not notice the Shal’dorei’s movements until he made the quick snatch of the listing away from her.

“Hey! Give that back!” She exclaimed.

As Dhemetrius looked over the listing, he would find it was nothing particularly epic or adventuresome. In fact, the listing was a request for someone to visit Dalaran’s orphanage and help with chores and play with the children for a few hours. The pay was not anything extravagant – but perhaps the woman had picked this job for a reason.

If Dhemetrius had looked away all too long, he would soon find the smaller woman running at him full force and flinging herself at him in an attempt to tackle him and reclaim her job listing.

“Give it to me, you -” She exclaimed. 

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Dhemetrius’ ears twitched as he read the listing, it came as a surprise to him for he had never considered doing such a charity-like job before. It spoke volumes about this woman’s character and her priorities. Before he could dwell any longer on the subject the Shaldorei looked up to see the halfling woman lunging towards him.

His violet eyes widen in surprise, his muscles braced for the impact, as she collided with him he caught her in his arms as they both fell against the wall. His back might have some bruises developing but at least she hadn’t hurt herself.

“If you wanted it back you could’ve asked!!” Was the first thing out of the taller elf’s mouth. His eyes narrowed, a haughty look filled them as he said “This was just your excuse to touch me wasn’t it?” He couldn’t refuse an opportunity to poke fun at the halflings expense, though his words were more or less harmless. His gaze softened into something more playful, smiling he gently pushed the other elf off of him, steadying her before he steadied himself. An indigo hand rubbed the area of his back that hit the wall the hardest. “You’re a strange one, but I like you. Here you can have this back doll.” The lean man extended his other hand out, the paper now a bit crumpled but otherwise in one peice.

[auraine-zara]

🌼

-Dhemetrius

“Oh, uh, you found me?” Deuce asked. He gave a quick glance around, as if locating potential escape routes. Then he turned his gaze upon the offered flower. The blossom was a starlight rose, an exceptionally delicate flower native to Suramar. The blue, nearly translucent petals glowed faintly in the sun.

Deuce raised a gloved hand and accepted the rose, grasping it between thumb and forefinger. He turned it around in his hand, admiring the petals. His golden eyes flicked up to Dhemetrius’. Something about his demeanor had softened.

“I don’t know what I did to merit such a gift. But I appreciate it all the same.” The Nightingale offered a polite bow of the head. “Thank you.”

And then, with an acrobatic leap and the pop of an invisibility spell, Deuce vanished up the side of a nearby building’s facade and onto the rooftops, leaving Dhemetrius alone. His pursuit of the Nightingale would have to continue...

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Before Dhemetrius had a chance to reply, Duece was gone. Like a wisp of smoke slipping through his long, slender fingers once again. But in truth he wasn’t saddened by this, at this point it felt like a routine, it felt familiar, comforting. The continual cat and mouse game they played at. It brought some sense of peace to the indigo elf, with this though he would let out his breath. Shoulders rolling down, his head tilting back to turn his lilac gaze upon the stars far above him. A soft smile warming his coutenance.

“Well, at least I was able to hand you a gift. It isn’t much more than a sentimental token, given to thank you for intervening that one time in Shal’aran. But it was picked on a day you entered my thoughts unprompted and I’m glad I was able to hand it to you in person.”

However all that work he had done just to track down the vigilante had been exasperated in this moment. Now, once more the resilient shaldorei would have to start from nothing to find the masked crusader. Though a different means of summoning Duece had begun to creep into his thoughts. Perhaps he wouldn’t be the one doing the chasing.

Some time had passed since last they’d seen each other and Dhemetrius had not been idle. He had been abroad, studying under various magi, and such he has picked up a few new tricks to surprise and perhaps even earn the respect of the Nightingale. Perhaps even persuade the masked man to reveal his identity. Or maybe they could just hang out sometime, mask and all. It would be an improvement to all this chasing and problem solving, the vigilante was forcing Dhemetrius to do. The poor former nobleman.

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ANNNNND WERE BACK!!

THE WORD GAME.

Get in your muse's headspace. For each of the words below, add the first word that would come to your character's mind.

Dinner - Cheese.

Sky- Freedom

Trip- Silvermoon?

Season - Autumn

Sleep- *sigh* Silk sheets

Comfort - Candlelight

Family- No thank you.

Black - Deep

Fight - Me.

Restaurant - Friends

Home- Complicated

Power - Corrupt

Steal- Never! (Yes he has!)

Ocean- Boat

Drink - Yes!

Tagged by the ever lovely, @auraine-zara thank you!!

I will tag, and my apologies if you’ve been tagged,

@seilune @fel-temptation @twosidedsana @veleanthe @turning-through-the-never (your choice if you haven’t done it on all of them!) @belillinafireseeker @sharpen-jadescythe

[luwha]

Finished commission for @justczeric! Thank you so much 👉👈🥺💕

[psikonauti]

“Le Printemps” by Eugene Bidau,1896