#ddwyochr

[deithwyn-blog]

✒ and one more just because I can

Send me “✒︎” for a randomfactII What a rebel

She prefers to sleep on fur rather than silk

[deithwyn-blog]

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Send me “✒︎” for a randomfact

She really dislikes winter.

[fangedsilvers-blog]

+ @ddwyochr

“Came across an Ulfhedinn by the village. Clean kill. Scorched, but it wasn’t the fire that killed it.” Geralt need only follow the trail of apprehension to find this man, the revulsion familiar and difficult to ignore. He was outfitted in gear known famously to the Ursine, and his wonderful hunt validated it. “Its missing head was the dead giveaway, though,” Geralt continued, wolf medallion clattering with his approaching strides. “Couldn’t have been from any average hunter. Must’ve been you. Explains the lack of work around here.” 

[verfuhrerin]

@ddwyochr​ has sparked interest. 

“What do you do with the body when you have to kill a man?” 

Jade eyes watched the male like a hawk; curious, perhaps sizing him up as a snake does its prey. “Leave it to rot? Isn’t that a waste?”

[snarkomancy]

☰

I once got arrested in my pyjamas. After I got released I had to walk home across town and when I got back finally there was a message on my phone from someone I had a crush on at the time and it said 

DID I JUST DRIVE PAST YOU GETTING PUT INTO A POLICE CAR IN YOUR PJ’S!?

Talk about adding insult to injury. 

[deithwyn-blog]

@ddwyochr / x

Her gaze followed the witchers hand and down to the bodies laying on the ground. The men laid scattered, as did some of their body parts. He was right. They were feeble, some of them had barely seen enough winters. She looked into their pale dead eyes before looking back up.

“You’re right but I don’t know... The villagers claimed that some monster was prowling the area and they were going to show it to me.” Her eyes averted back to the bodies for a second. “...and then they attacked me.”

[snarkomancy]

“What are men compared to rocks and mountains?”

“A lot more pliable, for one. Mucheasier to manipulate, to shape after a desired fashion. And so easily moved.”The magician shrugs, lifting her chin slightly. The rubies at her throat glintand glitter as the catch the light, as if aglow with their own fire – or maybewith the reflection of Philippa’s power, blindingly bright and eclipsed only byher  a r r o g a n c e. “That isnot to say that moving mountains is impossible – it merely requires alot of time and effort.”  

[deithwyn-blog]

👶 wrists/forearms

BODY MEME

Once the children were sparring each other while practicing their balance on some wooden pillars. Gwyn lost her footing and fell down onto a bolder. She broke one of her forearms.