Banshih

seen from United States
seen from Belgium

seen from United Kingdom
seen from China

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from South Africa
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom
seen from Vietnam
seen from United States

seen from Kuwait
seen from United States

seen from Czechia
seen from Türkiye

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Brazil
Banshih
@deaderafterdark keeps it real.
Nevermind!
Good to see that Banshih is not above trolling RP event threads. Is Undercity Nexus even a real guild at this point, or is it a vanity tag?
@deaderafterdark
Bean Sidhe, 2015.
A new fantasy illustration from yours truly. The banshee (or “Banshih” in some cultures) is best known for being an all around terrible person. This took me ten+hours and every stroke was painted by hand!
Oh wait, I literally limited myself to five minutes and worked from a stock image by Liancary-art@dA. Special thanks to Topaz Labs for their plugin Impression, which did basically 100% of the heavy lifting here. I’m sure in another twenty minutes of clonestamping and/or more judicious fiddling with the original filter, I could approach the look Banshih achieves in her artwork.
Undercity Nexus Two Year Anniversary Hillsbrad, Silverpine, Tirisfal Glades May, 15th, 2015 undercitynexus deaderafterdark
Happy TMI Tuesday! What are your character(s) thoughts on one night stands?
Ooooohhhh, I'll do multiple characters.
Lantos (WoW) - Doesn't like them and is committed to his wife
Ereb (WoW) - Fine with them, doesn't really lean one way or another
Kamis (SW TOR) - Being the Jedi he is and being very uptight and rigid he disapproves of them greatly.
Ryutan sat on the railing inside of an inn falling to ruin. The building was being held together by the grace of gods beyond Azeroth and the will of the patrons. The windows had been replaced a dozen times, holes made in the walls patched over with poor workmanship that did little to keep the cold out. The roof had holes in it, the cellar had vermin that could only be called rats as an understatement.
The patrons were all dead, but never a more lively bunch of corpses no one had ever seen. Arguments, boasts, and cheers to the freedom that they enjoyed as Forsaken. No priests or gods to tell them of a self-serving morality, no nobles to tax and take portions not their share, and no kings or queens that did not understand the plight of their people. The only authority was Sylvanas, their Dark Lady, the Banshee Queen, a leader that promised them more freedom, more stake in this world, and their due vengeance against the Scourge.
Ryutan glanced around at a table of companions: Corpus, Krael, Crolan, Banshih, and Zamboozle. He chuckled, smiling. Once upon a time he would have been above them. Commoners, killers, and soldiers all. Zamboozle might have been the exception, a Medic but a soldier all the same. Now, he was equal to them in death. A shared bond held them now. Ryutan held his mug of rotgut up, "a toast to the Gallow's End, friends, and the esteemed company it manages to dig up."
( deaderafterdark niklosadamant eruditegrinder )
Guess who got roomie to roll a new deader rogue on MG, and will now be helping it powerlevel?
This squirrel! Woo!