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@shaeshine
The End of an Era
Just a quick note, for anyone that is still following. I have decided to retire Shaeshine from RP, whether in WoW or other AUs. It was one of the best stories I’ve ever gotten to write, and writing that story with anyone else would just not do it any service. I’ll always hold fond memories of him and those he loved but it’s for the best that I retire him for now. Thanks for all the good times everyone.
Baddest hoes in the club~
Redraw of an old favorite piece
Shaedoril belongs to @shaeshine !
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Best ship with the best artist to bring the m to life~
A very Merry Chibi Christmas from Dead Sun and Co.! 🎄🎁
All characters go to their respective owners
Shae and Aydri are the bestttt! The mild amusement and the shit eating smirk. Oh yea!
Merry Crimbus :^)
Shaedoril belongs to @shaeshine!
God, she’s so talented! Look at this! I’m crying! So hilarious XD
Purpose
CLANG. Breath. CLANG. Breath. CLANG.
Each strike of the smith’s hammer saw Shaedoril breath out, more for the sake of practiced repetition than breathing heavily. It was what calmed him. The rhythmic crash of the hammer against the anvil as metals were shaped. Out in the world, that ego driven big personality of his always shone brightly. Perhaps genuinely, perhaps to numb him to the world. Keep all but his closest friends and family at arms length. In reality, it was some combination of the two.
Today though, he was alone in the forge of Sundown, no one to see as he relentlessly drove the hammer against the moonsteel on the anvil. Only days prior had he learned of a way to reach the Maw. A way to find a fragment of his mother’s soul. He’d been filled with rage in the moment, not for the need to rush off. Rather for the fact others kept making choices for him.
CLANG.
Breath.
CLANG.
Breath.
CLANG.
He’d had it out with Aydri, in a heated argument spurred on by the unending fog that plagued the harbor. Each strike of the hammer was a curse in his mind on the gods that caused it, the so called ‘Sisters’. His wife had suffered nothing but pain and anguish at the hands of a god like them and then here he was, finding out many people around him pledged to such things. ‘Benevolent’ gods, ‘gifting’ power but always at a price. He could feel his rage boiling again.
CLANG.
Breath.
CLANG.
Breath.
CLANG.
He didn’t need gods. No one needed gods, in his opinion. He made himself strong and so could everyone else. At the end of the day, he answered only to himself on a cosmic scale. Which was just fine by him. The fucking fog though, that shit had been old after the first day or two. He hadn’t seen the sun in nearly two weeks. Fuck gods and their games. Aydri, Eilithe, Reveria, whoever else. They could have them. Fuck the-
CLA-
The hammer struck at empty air suddenly, leaving Shaedoril to stumble forward a step or two. A step or two he shouldn’t have been able to take, with the forge in the way. Darting his golden eye around, he suddenly stood up straight. The place he now stood was not the forge. It was unlike the forge in any regard. An endless plane of still water, reaching off into the infinite which was a dark, star filled sky. Nebulae swirled in dark yet somehow vibrant colors, the flickering lights deep within them hinting at the immense shape of an upside down pyramid.
Just as he was about to find the downward peak, a blinding flash of light scorched the dark. In its wake, a figure hung in the air, brilliant white with a hooded visage and robes that hung in masterfully sewn strips about the figure. It seemed feminine, yet not. Arms extended outwards, hands held palm up. The distinct feeling of a gaze out of time and with ancient intent fell upon him, as the hooded figure looked to Shaedoril.
His hand tightened on the hammer, not that it would be of any use. He had no idea where he was and this thing was but a memory of years past, itching at his mind to recall the circumstances. The entity floated closer, hovering about ten feet over the surface of the watery plane. Perhaps another ten from Shaedoril. There was no breeze, yet the straps of its robe still seemed to blow in one.
“We have been watching you, elil’dura.”
The voice was feminine, yet there was the sound of other voices at the edges. LIke many spoke at once but one spoke louder. The itch of familiarity was like a rash on his brain, something he could feel but couldn’t do anything about.
“Oh yea? Why’s that? You gods taking an interest in ol’ Shaeshine after all this time?”
His arms spread, as if to show his sarcasm even more clearly. His lone eye stayed locked on the entity, which seemed to have little in the way of strong reactions.
“We do not require your belief, elil’dura. You have seen the signs yet choose not to believe. The fact you carry the coin still is enough. The many faces will align and you will find yourself in the depths of despair. Use those faces. Save what you seek and free those that cannot free themselves.”
Shaedoril stared blankly at the entity for a time, as if aghast that such a thing would just… Expect him to do something. One hand sat upon his hip, the other holding the hammer to gesture about.
“Oh is that all? Anythin’ else I can do for ya while I’m at it? Pick up the groceries? Get the dry cleanin’?”
The stars twisted and turned over the waters, like a portion of the night sky coiled and warped the reality of the place. A serpent, made of the heavens coiled and lay still off to the side.
“Even after she is saved, your purpose is yet unfulfilled. Remember the faces.”
Throwing his arms wide, Shaedoril went on in a demanding tone.
“Purpose?! What purp-..”
CLANG.
Breath.
Shaedoril blinked, warily peering around with his amber eye, as the smells and sounds of the forge once more made themselves known. Gone was the strange landscape. Gone was the entity that itched at the back of his mind. Gone was everythi-...
He drew the hammer aside and where the blade he had been working on should have been, was instead the coin. That many faced, ever changing coin. Untarnished even by the strike he had thrown a mere moment ago. The face that haunted him showed. The face he never understood. An upside down pyramid.
Welcome, Selinnia and Valedrius Seawalker
Quick doodles of the newborn life
All the twin cuddles ✨
Best babies, 10/10
Will 100% topple empires for them
Worlds would burn for these babies.
7. - Magic AU: [Shaedoril] has suddenly lost magic. What is [his] life like now?
In all honesty, his life wouldn't be that much different. He's a sailor that happens to be a mage, so to lose his arcane ability wouldn't have a huge impact.
The main affects would be on quality of life and ease of travel. He would no longer be able to use his prism to scan for things and his most beloved portals would be a no go. However, his ability to sword fight or shoot someone wouldn't be gone. So there's that. His ability to be a blacksmith would only be hindered in that he could no longer offer the one stop shop for forging and enchanting. Which might cost him a few customers but overall, wouldn't hurt too much.
6. A Vital Moment AU: Subtract a vital moment from your OC’s life. How are they different? What is their life like?
There are several of these moments in Shae's life but if we are looking at his current incarnation, well. There's just the one moment that most matters to him.
I think it would all be different if he'd actually stayed pissed off at Aydri after she gave him a surprise nut shot in a spar. There would be no soul mate, no better half. No kid on the way. He'd be much as we was before her. More of a vagabond than not. All nights spent in a tavern, looking for the next woman to have a one night stand with. He wouldn't likely be the captain of his own ship, either because he wasn't there when they took that ship or... Because he died in trying to take it, as he very nearly did. It was Aydri that saved him from that, after all.
HIs life would be one that people would envy because on the outside it would seem like he might be living the dream. On the inside though, he would be hollow and still have that piece missing. Thepiece he covered and hid away behind all his charisma.
NPCs, AUs, and Other Stuff ™️
Send one of these bad boys in for a blurb about the “what if” kinda of stuff. You know, the questions that keep my brain awake at 5 AM.
If your OC was a follower: Where do you find them? What are their bonuses? Voice lines? Are they a rare follower?
Your OC as a raid boss and all the fun details about location, phases, and abilities.
Does your OC have any “NPC followers”? Secondary characters that come along on adventures?
Writer Question: What’s your favorite NPC in the game?
An AU where your OC served the opposite faction/Big Bad for one of their universes (EG Legion, Alliance fighting for the Horde, Twilight’s Hammer)
A Vital Moment AU: Subtract a vital moment from your OC’s life. How are they different? What is their life like?
+ / - Magic AU: Your OC has suddenly lost or suddenly gained magic. What is their life like now?
The cheesy line. You know the one. Heroes and bad lads alike have one. The thing they say when they’re about to go off. What’s your OC’s line?
If your OC was in a different game/universe what would it be and what would their role be?
Write your own question. WILDCARD.
@revthepunchbear @shaeshine @mysticelf @velerodra-valesinger @bad-rper @zephiandco @aydriis I’ll save some for others to tag if they want.
when you get your soft, italicized, "Oh."
Prompt here
the late-night talk
Oh. you figure it out when you realize just how vulnerable they are willing to be with you. it isn't everybody who could or would stay up talking into the night with you, not with such affection or easy familiarity. it isn't everybody who is so understanding of you. it isn't everybody who could bare their soul to you in return. that kind of intimacy... it means deep foundations. it means comfort. it means trust. maybe it's a secret, maybe it's a story, maybe it's something you just never thought of before -- but they say something, late at night, and you realize all at once how remarkable they are, and how special it is to exist in the same time and space as them. "oh" indeed.
Tagged by: @eilitheandiel
Tagging: @aydriis, @velerodra-valesinger, @theshalthera
FC NPC - Katie McGrath, Jamie Foxx
Shalaeny Shadowbough (Shuh-Lay-Knee) - Kaldorei Female - Navigator of The Golden Visage
Shalaeny and Shaedoril have known each other since they were kids, both being raised by Shal'Theran parents and living in the same village. While they hung out in the same group, the two were never more than just friends, and probably nothing more than just 'part of the gang'. However, when both joined the Tel'nar, Shae got to see first hand how her passion for cartography shone magnificently when charting for ships.
She's got a spitefire attitude, as do most of the people Shae chooses to surround himself with on the Visage. She's sassy, not afraid to snatch an entire scalp, and good for a barrel of laughs but... When it comes to her duties aboard the ship, she takes nothing more seriously than ensuring the ship is never off course or lost. If you see her gambling, best watch your coins. She's masterful in sleight of hand and not afraid to get in close to get the goods.
Forthus Meadowstrider - Kaldorei Male - Sundown Watch Harbor Master
Quiet, calculating, yet forceful and commanding. Forthus was among the Thal'Ana that settled in Sundown, one of those that helped build the very docks he now commands. Reveria is close with him, at least as far as work is concerned. As he is harbor master, it also means in a sense that he is a master of that area, knowing everything that goes on from whispers here and there. An invaluable asset, Reveria could think of no better person to oversee the docks of the town.
When he's not 'all business', Forthus can be found fishing or in the tavern, The Waning Crescent. An avid fan of tobacco, it's a rare sight not to find the man without a cigarette in his lips. Rumor has it he runs a fight ring somewhere in Sundown but no one really seems to know much about it. If you ask the ladies about him, they might give you a smirk and tell you he likes poetry but the man will deny such a thing in a public group.
FC NPC: Jessica Walter
Vaelina Valewalker - Kaldorei Female - Alchemist, Shop Keep
An ancient kaldorei woman of regal grace that resides in Ashenvale. Shaedoril happened to come to know her when he was searching for something to keep the bedroom spicy.
Vaelina owns 'The Heart in the Dark', a specialty shop for all things debaucherous. She firmly believes that expression of ones self is never more true than when in the midst of coitus. So all of her products are aimed to ensure any and all involved in such pursuits find fulfillment and happiness.
She's got game, that's for sure and still lives a very active lifestyle, subscribing to the idea that love can and ought to be given to as many as possible. With as old as she is, that means she knows... A lot. If you have questions about anything in the realm of physical pleasure, she can help you out.
Shaedri rate her shop... 5 stars. Visit often. Buy many things.
Toby Stevens
Artaenis Stormoak- Kaldorei Male - Helmsman of The Golden Visage
Few men boast such presence on a ship but for a man of Artaenis' stature and swagger, it's hard to go unnoticed. Shaedoril asked his fellow Tel'Nar to the crew for several reasons. The first, the man is a lunatic in combat. Fear is a foreign word to him, leaving the man to stride across combat embroiled decks or battlefields to cut down his foe with no remorse or pity. The second, his unrivaled ability to steer a ship. When Shaedoril first met the man, he made a wager. A series of tight turns around rocks that would sink any ship... That no ship should have been able to make. Yet... Artaenis left Shaedoril to serve drinks nude in a bar for an entire night after pulling off the impossible feat.
Often found at The Waning Crescent tavern in Sundown, Artaenis' serious demeanor ends at the dock. He enjoys a good laugh, a good bar brawl, drinking, and the companionship of others. He's often trying to put the moves on the ladies, to varying degrees of success.
Just the kind of man Shaedoril loves to have around.
Send me a face claim and I will use that face claim to make an NPC in my muse's life, as well as talk about their relationship, connection, and feelings towards my muse.
I this has become my favorite ‘ask’ and I’m not gonna let it go just yet. So please send in an idea and I’ll see what I can come up with. Thanks!
