Omira Ro

COMMISSIONS OPEN || Oli || She/He || D.A.D (Demiromantic. Asexual. Demigirl) || Salvadoran || Eng/Esp || I want to write a book but mostly fanart

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So I will be completely honest in this. My mother is going through another battle with cancer, this would be the third time (it all began 2013/2014) , the tumor is somewhat under control and I rather not talk much about it publically since it is a genuinely heavy topic. My most stable job as of this day has been commission work since most regular employers won't hire me, I work a lot from my laptop since my regular desktop has limitations for large files and layers, my laptop however has stopped working, I use my money for what we need around the house such as the specific diets my mother and I need for our own health issues but also contribute to medical bills, now I will have to add either repairing my laptop or getting a new one to the list and I would hope I can fix this issue as soon as possible to get back into my workflow. I hate that this is how I'll bring up all of this and I will be shameless, I have tried opening a Ko-fi however it seems there are issues with my location (El Salvador) that complicate payment (as not even an Stripe account seems to cover it), so paypal will be my best bet, and I will provide a link to it, feel free to commission or donate

https://www.paypal.me/OmiraRo

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FOR WHATEVER REASOM KO-FI DIDN'T SHOW MY COUNTRY AT FIRST BUT IT HAS BEEN SORTED OUT, it's a bit empty so far since I am working on something I cam show in there but

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WE HAVE REACHED THE GOAL and even go beyond holy shit I think I may have cried a little, like, I don't think I can convey how thankful I am to all who donated and asked for commissions, my commissions remain open since it's part of my job at this point but what we had so far should be enough for all the expenses. Ko-fi will be open but remains kinda empty, will figure out how to do something with quality to put in there

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Weekend Update: I don't have a lot of art but made that for funsies and finished 99% of the first chapter rewrite, just need to do a quick grammar pass.

The ringing was fading, replaced in faint whispers yet her eyes remained closed, she took water and rubbed it on her forehead. Do you ignore me, girl? Must you cling onto false hopes when I could arrange that you leave this place unharmed? What exists out there for someone like you?

“You look ill.”

“I’ve been worse,” her eyes slowly opened, pushing away his hands, “Not much rest either, you know why.”

Any further update on chapter status:

Chapter 1: grammar check missing but done otherwise.

Chapter 2: Finished.

Chapter 3: Finished.

Chapter 4: To be rewritten

Chapter 5: Finished.

Chapter 6: Finished.

Chapter 7: Finished and actually proud of this one.

Chapter 8: finished.

Showing that atm. Also made myself a map for the sake of keeping track of where they were on each scene. May have overdone it.

The following image will only have relevance with context that will take a long while to arrive

Also sketch I found

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Omg something other than tes fanart. I have no excuse other than pinterest showing me Gravity Falls and Solas content right next to each other and I forgot I even drew this, a single talk with Mabel would do wonders for his mental health she would tell him his head is so shiny and knit him a wolf sweater

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Local Vestige and her husband standing aside for a little while (the power went out two times when making this I think it may be cursed), let me know if the hackle-lo pipe is too much btw.

We have the Ritual for Teza, tried to lean into the eye shape but also some bones and Dunmeri wrappings with spells on them because of the turn undead spell it has. Later the Mage for Eoshel, wanted a wizardy shape to his clothes but to be still in the realm of Ashlander clothing, let his tatts show a little too, they have some magical meaning.

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My gd piece for the tes gala is cursed cause everytime I try to work on it the power goes out

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Update going slowly this week, remade the map and gave the Empires a banner, mostly visual aid for me, the chapter 1 rewrite still feels like word salad to me.

Salt and smoke overpowered the air, Haleth welcomed her with endless stacks of sun-whiten buildings, pyres rising as high as The Wall in the horizon, mourners still shaking myrrh onto their pale veils as they sat on their doorsteps, they said it would be over soon, that by the word of the Oracle Haleth would fall, hushed voices singing praises and others praying to the Ashiarah for a future outside the Wall.

The City Far-From-All, named after the very same desert it was built in, untouched by the plains of tall grass and mangroves and overlooked by lush mountains, each corner ridden with tattered green silks bearing Koroda’s three-headed lion, corroded busts of dead Emperors reminding her that she was born there because her mother had spoken against their bloodlines and her father sailed with their opposers pass the border. Were it to fall, what would become of her?

Chapter 8 was made a while back but still feel fine showing this:

The water carries your body, a freezing cold current that made itself your bed. Your eyes are closed yet in the darkness you know you are naught but a single lone stone in the vastness, the only warmth accompanying you bleeds from each wound in your flesh.

May as well slap a bit of 5, brief POV from someone's mom

As my body laid cold in the water I thought that if the Gods had any mercy they’d return me as a force wild and wrathful.

That my cries would be heard by any who put their hands on you. That she, she who stole you for her own legacy, who dared to butcher you, would know my presence.

Also:

The wolf stood atop a pile of men, dressed in silks and jewels, still moving, kicking and pushing, hands pulling onto fur.

You know me not besides my name, it matters little, open your eyes and ears.

Her mouth held something, a cascade of silver falling onto the pile.

You sleep soundly as of now, you will not see my face, I am but a mere messenger. She has done this in your name, Inamanra’ue, and you must consider your answer to her actions. Wake up, else my presence will harm you.

Bonus sketch along the way

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Haven't done fanart in a while so offering stuff I have on my sketchbook that go from Mez sketches (including a failed attempt at the jojo's artstyle), Mez's mom and Shani

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The writing update, so far 8 chapters, I need to rewrite 2 and had begun with it.

You had died, by sickly hand the knife was plunged onto your back, the blood of your body drained upon carved stones, your killer clamored to the Gods and their voices only answered to you. 

“Sun-like son, this will not be your end,” was screaming the churning sea, the greying skies and restless earth spoke, the grass danced and tangled upon your cold fingers.

“Sun-blessed child, your flesh shall remember this,” your ears deafened by crying winds and eyes blinded by the stars that peaked to watch your butchering.

She knew this, spilled from her tongue as she slept. For twenty one years of age she must have had the same dream, even when she was too young to recall or utter words, perhaps she wanted to believe she would not fade even in her end, that if she were to be killed the land that witnessed it would be her only justice.

Her mother had called her blessed once, sun-touched and protected, she herself called it divine madness, whichever it was didn’t make dawn wait for her.

VS how it originally opened

Sun-like son of dragon blood,

Torn apart, reborn,

Blinded son and relentless daughter,

Hear the wailing of your mother,

Tell me, blasphemer,

Do you mourn what you ended?

Sun-like son,

Sun-blessed daughter,

Does the flesh remember days,

Before you were martyred?

The words faded each morning, lips muttering in tongues she never learned, the three moons carved on the floor, the banners set ablaze as the surrounding grass turned red, the sea screamed for a name she forgot by dawn. This, she’d gladly trade for dreams of falling teeth and nails.

Still, the sun would not wait for her, she would make sure to be the one greeting it

I don't hate the original but something about it didn't sit right with me and I don't think the poem thing is all that good, the new one needs editing but I am liking the direction a bit more.

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Visual/worldbuilding updates: Mostly sketchesl, artwork depictef on future scenes eventually and things that came to mind when writing.

From upper left to bottom right:

A depiction of the First Seer offering his blood to heal a mage bearing Meru's Ire (nowadays known as the Curse of Marus)

An early Korodan mural of Meru cursing mages to become husks the more they use their magic.

A dream given to the crown Princess of Noren by one of the Elven Gods.

A mural found on the island of Arcata depicting the Dwarven and Elven civilizations that once imhabited it and had to flee, while Arcata is fully livable in present times, in ancient days any who tried was forced to leave eventually.

An old fresco featuring the children of Arcata's leading family.

Sketches done of the characters Vora and Riukah.

Roya, an Elven creature considered holy, one of their Gods, Osenyel, is often drawn riding one.

Rough concept for a taritzén (an insectoid birdlike mount used by the Fahrraeh people) and an urneh (insect-looking burrowers that act as bloodhounds in the Northern Plains)

I will share some writing later, like to bookmark, reblog for support and ko-fi if you have a few cents to spare.

[omiraro]

Trying something, gonna try to update each weekend

Do you like Elder Scrolls lore and are trying to get your friends who only know Skyrim to try the other games?

Are you ridiculously attached to Dragon Age characters?

Has FFXV emotionally wrecked you?

Does the term "Reverse Odyssey" compell you?

Same. I may not have the thing for you but I have the following:

A prisoner learns she is the vessel for a lost prophecy, a woman gains her freedom by turning herself into a beast and an heiress opens her eyes to the crimes of her bloodline. As the world is shattered by crumbling Empires, silenced Gods and ancient omens, a path opens for a mage clueless of the forces that steer her.

Sun, Silver and Wolfsbane is a high dark fantasy duology that follows the path of three figures across the comboluted last years of an era ruled by rival Empires, a journey lasting several years as they grow into the myths made about them.

This is a story of doomed siblings, women chosing rage, the preservation of memories, defiance in the act of living and the reminder that even the most powerful can bleed.

When Empires tear each other's throats, when the song of rebellion jumps from mouth to mouth, when the word of The Gods abandons their messenger, a woman finds herself turning from hound to wolf to escape servitude, an heiress finds herself lost, made to witness the crimes of her bloodline and a prisoner learns that she was chosen to harbor the soul of The World to fulfill a forgotten prophecy.

A mage from the prison city of Haleth, Mot has spent her life hiding so she isn’t turned into a thrall for a crumbling Empire, forced to sail away and look for answers the day she is chosen by the word of the Oracle.

The lost child Ina barely escaped a ritual that endangered her life and an engagement she is far too young for, torn apart from her family and guardian and taken in by refugees victims of the Empire she was taught to praise.

A woman tossed inside a gilded cage and shaped by the armor that binds her, clawing her way out as she tears apart the hand that took her.

This is the story of a vessel, an heiress and a beast.

CONTENT WARNING:

Sun, Silver and Wolfsbane deals with the topics of imperialism, genocide, forced servitude, harm and endangerment of children, implied SA, hints to self harm, suicidal ideation, depictions of mysoginy and overall descriptions of violence.

If you are sensible to these topics or feel you are not in a good headspace to read about them I urge you to prioritize your well being.

For those who are only care for tropes:

Found family.

Yearning.

All manners of parental issues.

Slowburn to a degree.

Several types of doomed relationships.

About the author:

I'm Oli a queer neurodivergent artist and aspiring author from El salvador, my interest on storytelling began from hearing my mother and grandfather make tales for me and reading about my country's folklore when little. My love for fantasy came from both books and movies my family introduced me to, later in life I took an interest in the darker side of narratives, my love for writing truly discovered after I got into videogames. Since childhood I've had stories brewing in my mind and nearly over a decade later I aim to shape them into a cohesive narrative now that I can look at them through an adult perspective.

The uncomfortable money talk:

While I would love to work on this 24/7 and have a proper book to deliver I am one single person trying to balance this between work, commissions and taking care of both my mother and several chickens, I cannot afford anything fancier than updates and artwork.

If you would like to support me you can commission me or leave a tip over Ko-Fi, I want to eventually have a gallery in there full of lore for this project, I will not add a paywall for it. Otherwise please reblog if you are interested in this so it can reach other, likes and comments are equally appreciated.

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I got pissed off earlier

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Saw AI images from a Seht role player and had to make this

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Very quick and unrefined thing cause was busy and missed the actual date but happy birthday Morrowind I wouldn't be doing what I do if this game hadn't hit me in the head like a brick. Yes she's carrying ordinator helmets in her belt. Yes I forgot to paint part of it

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teldyni by @omiraro

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This was fun to make, loved working on the background specially

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Posting from the bus but out of context story and worldbuilding pieces done (mostly) this month, will have some lore in ko-fi later dw all I've got there is free, like to bookmark reblog for support, you know how that plug goes

Pics from top left to bottom right:

Meru, Palen, Noka and Vasa, Gods of the southern Kingdoms depicted before the birth and expansion of the Korodan Empire and their northern adoption.

Concept for the figure of the Dreadful Child/self proclaimed Dread Daughter.

Varied outfits and cities.

Portrait of a Demi-Goddess key in the founding of the Korodan Empire

Representarion of a vision had by The Seer.

Aldone and Galara, spirits and parents of the Elven Pantheon.

The Seer and the man who offered to be her mentor.

The Telemirr (Dwarven) cities of Nis'Tenir, Manze-Balran and Ildemarenidan.

[omiraro]

hello! what is the best way to enquire about commissioning you? :)

Honestly dms is fine with me dw

[omiraro]

Hey wanna try posting more original stuff this month besides tes content