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Colored a sketch from a while back.
BEEP (for Drelethyn if you're still taking these!)
( YOU BET I AM )
SEND “BEEP” FOR A RANDOM TEXT FROM MY MUSE. (Still accepting!)
19. A bad idea text
[20:23:45] Drelayn: So on a scale of one to no[20:23:53] Drelayn: How bad an idea do you think it would be to charm the Dres second councilor’s smallclothes to catch fire the next time he blatantly lies during tomorrow’s assembly?[20:24:02] Drelayn: I am most certainly not at a house party in which I have discreet but unrestricted access to his wardrobe.
Drelethyn: But see, you help keep me on my toes.
Izeera: /Snorts/ And being the head of your House doesn't?
Drelethyn: If I had to place a bet on who'd win, you or the Redoran Guard, you'd probably get my money Spitfire.
Izeera: Get a better guard.
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"a moment of weakness"
17. Your muse has been beaten badly and is in bad shape, mine happens to find them.
Shapes all around her grew fuzzy and unfocused, only splashes of bright colors. Some splotches of red were difficult to separate. Was it blood, or the bright red shields of her soldiers? Sparks of lightning crackled somewhere behind her, closely followed by cries of agony.
Shit.
Ahead of her, a voice barely registered to her as heavy boots padded the sand.
“Captain?” It yelled.
“...?”
“Captain!”
“What...?” She could barely hear her own voice. Something oozed down the side of her face and her mouth tasted like iron.
“Izeera? Izeera—” A hand around her upper arm, squeezing so hard she grunted.
“What?” This time she barked loudly, and she could have sworn the face in front of hers smiled. Izeera was pulled up into something warm and familiar, unable to fight it even as she grumbled on.
“You’re alive.”
Eh, considering he showed up briefly in the campaign (and there's enough rumors floating about in any case) ✿☠✘☯ for Drel
Send me a symbol for my character’s thoughts on your character’s…
✿ Appearance
Ravi: “Rugged man who’s seen enough battles to make a Nord jealous with long hair to go with it? Why are you even asking for my opinion on this? I’ll bet he was a fine man when he was younger. Too bad I missed that time.”
Navalli: “He looks tough, I’ll give him that. Can’t say I spent a long time staring to make a judgement on anything else.”
☠ Battle Prowess
Ravi: “He’s scary... I like that. Man who knows how to invoke proper fear in a person. Nothing more attractive than a man who knows how to kick some serious ass. I’d love to watch him in a fight sometime.”
Navalli: “... I’ll agree with that for a different reason. I think there’s a lot that could be learned from him. He might look a bit older, but I feel that hasn’t taken off his abilities to fight too much. I’d be curious to learn from him.”
✘ Secrets
Ravi: “He’s allowed to have his secrets like the rest of us. Some of them seem rather damning, but who am I to judge? It’s none of my business. Besides... man with a little mystery. Makes things much more interesting.”
Navalli: “Seems like he’s got something to hide like the rest of us. I have a feeling that whatever it is, I won’t like it, but that’s not saying much because I don’t like... well, anything.”
☯ Decisions
Ravi: “We all make mistakes. Sometimes we make the wrong decision. It’s life. Shit happens. Once again, I’m not to judge. I’d rather hear all sides of the story.”
Navalli: “There’ve been some poor decisions on his part, I don’t doubt that. Some major ones, it seems, but most of us have made some bad choices that have impacted us and others in ways we couldn’t have imagined. I, too, would like to hear his side of things before making a decision about whether he’s a trustworthy man or not. Though, so far...”