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(Go follow my wonderful friend, I came back from art hell just to share this.)
Some concept stuff of my oc/mascot Audrey the Therizinosaur. I’m still messing around with her colors a bit.
Here’s the finished Conq Karma for my friend, ended up painting it!
A Conqueror Karma WIP, for a friend
(I moved my art blog to a more permanent spot, please give a reblog and a follow!)
(I AM UPLOADING THIS WITH AN ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
I have lost a lot of my inspiration for rp and so I’ve been practically inactive on my Sivir blog. However I haven’t stopped drawing or working on my art and I would like to invite all those interested to follow my art blog!
I will be posting pretty regularly there in the future as well as posting a good portion of my recent artwork.
Please reblog this to spread the word! )
(I AM UPLOADING THIS WITH AN ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
I have lost a lot of my inspiration for rp and so I’ve been practically inactive on my Sivir blog. However I haven’t stopped drawing or working on my art and I would like to invite all those interested to follow my art blog!
I will be posting pretty regularly there in the future as well as posting a good portion of my recent artwork.
Please reblog this to spread the word! )
(I AM UPLOADING THIS WITH AN ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
I have lost a lot of my inspiration for rp and so I’ve been practically inactive on my Sivir blog. However I haven’t stopped drawing or working on my art and I would like to invite all those interested to follow my art blog!
I will be posting pretty regularly there in the future as well as posting a good portion of my recent artwork.
Please reblog this to spread the word! )
(I AM UPLOADING THIS WITH AN ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
I have lost a lot of my inspiration for rp and so I’ve been practically inactive on my Sivir blog. However I haven’t stopped drawing or working on my art and I would like to invite all those interested to follow my art blog!
I will be posting pretty regularly there in the future as well as posting a good portion of my recent artwork.
Please reblog this to spread the word! )
(I AM UPLOADING THIS WITH AN ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
I have lost a lot of my inspiration for rp and so I’ve been practically inactive on my Sivir blog. However I haven’t stopped drawing or working on my art and I would like to invite all those interested to follow my art blog!
I will be posting pretty regularly there in the future as well as posting a good portion of my recent artwork.
Please reblog this to spread the word! )
(I AM UPLOADING THIS WITH AN ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
I have lost a lot of my inspiration for rp and so I’ve been practically inactive on my Sivir blog. However I haven’t stopped drawing or working on my art and I would like to invite all those interested to follow my art blog!
I will be posting pretty regularly there in the future as well as posting a good portion of my recent artwork.
Please reblog this to spread the word! )
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(Some arts I did, the first one is @thefallenstarchild ‘s druid name Turtle. The second is a bee named Chrysanta that I designed and a friend named)
"Fight me."
Tilting her head and raising a dark brow, Sivir gazed up at the much taller woman. “Why would I be clueless enough to do that?”
“Because it’s a great shortcut to me, pinning you on the floor, lots of sweat and tension between us. Drinking takes hours to get to that point, candle lit dinners can take weeks. Average fight I can do it in under a minute.”
She presented her logic in a calm manner, despite the ridiculousness of the notion. She barely broke an emotion as she stared down at Sivir, eyes offering more questions than answers.
Sivir’s expression broke to confusion for only a moment, before the edges of her lips curled into a devious smile. She took a bold step forward to stand only a few inches from Sejuani. “While I have no doubts you could win such a battle, you could always just..” With a soft hum Sivir placed a finger below Sejuani’s collarbone and trailed it downwards, letting her hand fall back to her side as gravity willed. “I do enjoy being sore, but I would like to remain un-bruised and un-bloodied.”
There was a lot to the body language, she was sure. Unfortunately that was not her area of expertise. In battle, sure. Predicting a strike was easy. But people, those were tough to read on things like emotions. Humming, smiling, touching her. She was at least fairly certain this was a collection of good signs.
“I am more than capable of restraining you without serious injury. If you are as skilled a warrior as word of mouth says, I am sure you could trick me with your wits and leave me beneath you without trouble. I heard tale you were a legendary level of good as a sell sword. Or are you implying there should simply be no conflict?”
“Let us save conflict for our enemies, yes? While legends are based in truth, I harbor no desire to test my luck. However if you would still like to pin me down for the sake of sweat and tension, I’m sure we both know of other ways… Your Grace.” Sivir purred out the formal title, her voice smooth as silk yet still respectful.
“If you fight only your enemies, you fall out of practice or can oft be taken by surprise.” Or be taken by surprise by a sudden onset of formality. A tiny shiver of excitement down her spine as the woman set her title down for her.
“I did suggest the aforementioned ways of drinking or candlelit dinners. However given you seem to know so much of the subject, what would the procedure be if, say, hypothetically, I wanted you to pin me down, in a haze of sweat and tension? These things tend to differ from culture to culture I understand.”
“Shurima isn’t a very complicated place, people obey the laws, the lawmakers obey those with power..-” The Battle Mistress closes the last few inches between her and Sejuani leaning against her. Moving slowly as she spoke, Sivir took hold of the woman’s wrists and guided Sejuani’s hands over her tan and mostly exposed hips. “Those with power do as they please.”
Michael slides across the room, arriving right in front of Sivir as he picks her up and gives her a smooch on lips. "How was your trip home, my golden treasure," he asked with a smile on his face.
Sivir snorts when he calls her a treasure, wrapping her legs around his hips and placing a hand on his cheek. “Surprisingly boring, the desert is hardly ever that calm. I suppose I should appreciate the gods’ generosity..” Pointing over her shoulder to the bag of special loot she brought to examine, she adds “As well as that of the dead.”
“Well I’m glad your journey was a safe one,” Michael said with a smile as he kissed Sivir again. Looking at the loot, Michael raised an eyebrow in curiosity at it and asked, “Oooo, what’d you bring back love?”
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“Some dusty books, some stuff that glitters.. You know my taste by now.” Sivir flashes him a smile and a kiss before sliding out of the mage’s grasp. Gliding over to her loot once more, she tosses a few of the tomes to Michael.
“Well I do enjoy dusty books,” Michael chuckled as he picked up one of the books and walked up to Sivir, wrapping his hand behind her back before resting on her hip. “Care to join me for some cuddling,” he suggested to her. @mercenaryofthesands
“Cuddling sure, but you read a word of that out loud and I can promise you I will fall fast asleep.” Sivir smirked and rested her hand on Michael’s, motioning for the mage to lead the way. “Is there even a title on the thing?”
*Echali9n looked at the sum before he continued on, the sand was hard for him to walk on considering his heavy heavy armor as he tried to find the nearest resting point *
The loud munching noise of boots over sand is what drew Sivir to stray from the path through the desert she knew so well. In her sight was a man of no small size in armor unfit for such heat. “I can’t believe you made it this far in all that.” Sivir called, crossing her arms over her chest and staying a good distance away.
*Echalion looked over to her and waved as his blue armor shine in the light ad he took two steps forward still a distance away * “He’ll there stranger! This armor is but a second skin to me, so it’s easy to move it’s just the sand depending on how deep it is”
“I’d offer you a camel but I am not sure one could carry you.” Sivir offered a sympathetic shrug and took two steps forward in return. “I can however offer a moment of piece. Shade, water, food, and directions should you have need of them.”
The Golden Goblet
The hot sands of Shurima are home to a buried history of riches and some of the strongest in Valoran take on the horrors that guard the spoils in hopes of finding their legacy. For Jax, he is a commissioned hand today and his salary depends on the retrieval of a golden artifact. The reward isn’t dependent on him uncovering lost secrets in a burial tomb as old as the land itself. Instead, he must recover a gold goblet from a notorious glaive-wielding battle mistress that calls Shurima her home.
“Nothing personal, Sivir.”
The Grandmaster closes the contract and folds it between the pages of his journal and returns the book to his robe pocket. He was dressed for the job in form fitting wraps and left the lamppost at home in favor of a long steel staff. His robes were colored black and tied at his elbows and knees so the cloth hung out at his chest. His metal mask hummed and the blue lights inside it dimmed as night crept over him. When the sun finally set it was time to go.
“Hope you aren’t home.”
Jax lowered himself from the roof of an adjacent building and threw himself through an open window. He landed quietly on his feet and started his search for the goblet.
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Greeting Jax’s unwelcome entry was Sivir’s small office, a soft wooden desk and scattered papers in every corner. The door the the room closed and no guards seemed aware of his presence. A lucky start. Voices echoed outside the room they seemed in the same hallway. Sivir’s own voice could be heard from the room directly beside the office, her tone was heated, and although the words were muffled she was clearly venting frustrations to one in her charge.
The mercenary ended the one-sided conversation with a final stern word and a sigh, the footsteps of a soldier passing the office door. Three guards remained in the hall and could be heard snickering about the missing one’s shameful deeds.
The male monk's face was slightly red as he walked over to Sivir. Silently he would lean in and gently brush his lips against her cheek. "I-It is called s-sin day and while I don't quite get why they call it that I do know that many people are showing affection s-so I thought I would try to as well."
Sivir shoots Katze a curious look before leaning against him and sliding a hand across his shoulder to rest of the back of his neck. Blue eyes scanned his faces, smiling as the red spread across his cheeks. “That is so sweet of you Katze..” Sivir’s voice was smooth and mildy teasing. Moving slow the mercenary returned the cheek kiss, although hers was much more confident.
