Nalos refuses the leader's orders
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Nalos refuses the leader's orders
a small completed fanart for a maormer who had high ambitions, and therefore fell loudly
nehlyda, dreadsails edition
the last eso event gave me an excuse to flesh out her backstory a little more hehe
yapping under the cut ->
Okay hear me out hear me out
Sorry but this is Season 1 No Place to me
Dread, we saw your flirting with Sonic, and Sonic's calling Sails a beauty, and Dread catching Sails and bridal carrying him for a second
Underrated polycule to me
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(Alternate memes under the cut because I couldn't help myself)
Closed RP with dreadsails
{ @dreadsails }
Was it... Wrong she found such intrigue with this Pirate? Probably; not only did it probably reflect poorly on him, but it put her life at risk. Still, he was incredibly interesting, and their little... fling made her increasingly comfortable. Enough that there was now little hesitation as she boarded his ship from the sea, shifting to once more have legs and wobble her way towards his quarters in the night. The mergirl always had to take a moment to get used to feet instead of fins.
She didn’t bother knocking - she didn’t want to alarm anyone on the ship that she’d come aboard - instead opting to slip inside and shut the door quietly. He didn’t appear to notice her, not initially, and she took that as excuse to move up to him. Michelle was still wet, soaked in fact, and left little puddles as she came over to his desk, her hair dripping onto his shoulder as she looked over it to eye whatever it was that had his attention.
“Where is it? What are you after?” she hummed curiously, yellow eyes darting across the page, though she couldn’t exactly read it. Just because she could speak so he could understand her didn’t mean his language made sense to her. She couldn’t read his letters. She just assumed he was... Pirating... Somewhere.
Restlessness tugged at Janna. She had drifted from task to task, her focus never completely on the mission set before her. Thoughts of how she had basically fled from Thokas after telling him that she trusted him kept intruding. The look in his eyes after she ignored his cries for her to wait and to trust him. Irritation buzzed at her from the Sword, pressing tightly against her temples. She winced and clutched at her head as the Sword’s scolding weighed down on her.
‘Please. I’m sorry. I’ll stop with the distractions. Please.’
A beat. And the pain was gone. All she felt was a great stillness from the Sword, measuring. Considering. Her breath suddenly came easier as the Sword sent her approval. The urge to see Thokas surged through her.
Go. Then no more distractions.
She quickly agreed, kicking off from where she’d been collapsed. She darted through tree tops and into a cloud-choked sky, unheeding of the brewing storm that crackled in her wake. She’d find Thokas and she’d tell him the truth. Apologize and explain why she couldn’t be his friend anymore but really it was for the best. The duties bestowed upon her in exchange for a new life were too great for a distraction such as friendship. He would understand and she would get to tell him goodbye and it would be okay. It would be okay. She just had to find him and explain.
@dreadsails
@dreadsails replied to your post .
wait what she does?
she sure does ! her name is salandria ; she’s the little blood elf orphan you can run around with during children’s week . liadrin adopts her at the end of it , which you find out through the little letter she sends you .
“A Guardian has no need for friendship with one such as you.”
Another wave of roiling jade energy swept from Janna, engulfing Thokas and throwing him down closer to the edge of the cliff. The clanging of his sword falling from his grip as well as his suppressed groan of pain at the burns that covered his front went ignored.
They advanced, floating above Thokas. A delicate hand was lazily raised, power pooling and sparking harmlessly against pale skin.
“Your delusions have come to an end. Be grateful for the time I have deigned to allow you. It’s over now.”
Cold, cold eyes watched emotionless as sacred power once more surged from Janna’s hands. His resistance and pleas would not go unpunished. Jade light speared into Thokas’ stomach, running him through. A slow, painful end. Befitting of his hubris in trying to establish a claim on a Guardian.
@dreadsails
ESO Fashion: Dreadsails
The Dreadsails are a group of Maormer pirates commonly represented by the colors brown, blue, and green. The Dreadsails style is green with personalized shell accessories. This is the uniform of lesser Deadsails, whilst the members who report directly to Fleet-Queen Taleria wear the blue Syrabanic Marine style.