#ór

[flowers-of-io]

This Book Is Full of Lies — chapter 17

For a moment they just stare each other down, head to head, and there seems to be some silent consideration taking place behind that sleek helmet. But then Aunor readjusts the grip on her rifle and the last thing Ór sees before the shot rings out is the dark eye of the barrel staring back at her.

Chapter 17: Swordway

[savyir-genesizz-the-wizard]

@flowers-of-io

I thought about making a fanart of Ór having some fun 👀 (((ended up being really blue)))

Also this idea kinda developed and

Drifter sells them.

[aceofdumbass]

Season of The Choosen vs Season of The Risen (summary) (As what cursed thoughts my talks with @flowers-of-io spawned)

[aoife700]

‘Is fearr cairde ná ór’ - Friends are better than gold

[flowers-of-io]

Draw

The fact that Asher watches as you take Vexcalibur, and the interaction with the weapon says “Draw”, has always stuck with me. There will be a fic accompanying this picture but there’s no telling when I’ll get that done.

Bonus:

[flowers-of-io]

This Book Is Full of Lies — chapter 15

What words are there to say, here at the threshold of time? Myths never bother with such things. There are no greetings, no small talk, no unnecessary padding of gestures and expressions. Only that which is crucial to the point remains.

Ór holds out her hand. It is bright from Light.

Chapter 15: Light Eternal

[flowers-of-io]

@euxiom I mikufied her even more

[flowers-of-io]

This Book Is Full of Lies — chapter 16

“The Sky is the harder way. But it is kinder.”

“Is this why you chose it? In the end?”

“Ah, no.” Sathona huffs a laugh, more sincere this time. “I am a very selfish person, child. I chose it because I didn’t want to die.”

Chapter 16: The First Day of Your Life