#beaverthemerlin

[windmaedchen-oceanhorn]

I have commissioned @beaverthemerlin for these stunning awesome fantastic pieces! <3

Erin and Cyran, dancing. It is her request, trying to maintain her cold "I am Queen now" attitude but also trying to re-establish some bond between them. Cyran knows he is still her greatest weakness and makes use of that. xD He's been waiting 30 years by then so a week more or not hardly matters.

[afkj-mirael]

"Hey, hello... I can't tell how lost I got this time, hahah... do you mind if I stay here for a little?-"

(Mag. Beahreth / @beaverthemerlin )

࿐ — My...

࿐ — The fact you happened to get lost and end up where I am...

࿐ — Of course, Magister. You are welcome to stay here for as long as you wish...

࿐ — ...Until you can find your way back. You always manage to figure it out, and adventure always calls for you, I'm sure.

[magister-verdant]

"I've never seen a tree become a mage... now that's interesting, mind if i take a few notes?..." A young-looking mage sits on the grass (Mag. Beahreth / @beaverthemerlin)

@beaverthemerlin

“Oh!”

Verdant’s tone lifts, surprised but not displeased as they kneel in the earth. They tilt their head slightly, scanning the ground around the young mage. Their hands keep the steady pace of whatever work their hands are doing in the flower bed in front of them.

“Though you might not want to sit there. I recommend the patch just a bit to your left—yes, there. That grass has had time to settle. It knows how to hold someone gently.”

The gentle shhh of disturbed soil is occasionally joined by what almost sounds like a hiss.

“And you’re welcome to take notes, of course.” they add, without looking up. “Though I’m not sure how much I pull from the muck will make sense.”