#isadorae

[draenei-tales]

☠ which muse is The Worst™

Aurelle or Isadorae theyre both loosely villains in their own right because I would feel too bad if I was just evil. But they're bad in their own way. Aurelle is a pirate who just doesnt give a single heck about anyone else.

Isa is just tramatized from being kidnapped and takes out all her anger on any alliance she sees nearby. Shes also pretty selfish though

Thank yoooou @dardillien-ward

[suramarelf]

@draenei-tales / @shaldorei-sisters

@jinx4karma / @arcanistvisandri

god this is how I imagine these 3. 

All. The. Time.

[isadorae-vecintis]

Quick little doodle and short story under cut.

They stumbled into her apartment. A place both of them knew very well. He plops down on the couch first and opens a brand new bottle of expensive looking wine. She kicks off her too tall heels and relaxes in her newly made dress. She grabs the wine blanket, named as such because its color hid any drunken spills.

She kicks her legs up on top of him and cuddles close.

“It’ll always be like this, right Eres?”

“Of course Isa, you’re my best friend.”

“R-right. Im cold, hold me closer.”

@suramarelf

[suramarelf]

@jinx4karma

@draenei-tales

[suramarelf]

hhhh

@draenei-tales  @jinx4karma

@domainofmanytoons

[suramarelf]

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

god we already know this for eres

To confess his love for Isadorae, to start a family with her and spend the rest of their centuries together. He just wants to marry his knucklehead :(

@shaldorei-sisters

[isadorae-vecintis]

Nature Aesthetics Isadorae

Bold the natural aesthetics that appeal to / apply to your muse.  

Repost, do not Reblog. feel free to add any natural features you see fit!

fluffy white nimbus clouds. dark grey cumulonimbus clouds. rain clouds. a hurricane. light spring breeze. a sherbet-colored sky at sunrise. hazy yellow skies. deep blue ponds of fresh water. blankets of sparkling snow. tornado winds. monsoon flooding. rich, orange sunsets. soft, purple clouds at dusk. heavy hail. the rumbling of thunder.

icy sleet. gentle snowfall. moss-dusted tree bark. pink sunset clouds. grey winter skies. navy blue skies in the daytime. cool mist in the morning. leaf-bare trees. giant ocean waves. the full moon.a cracked, dry desert. rolling hills of prairie grass. sweeping waves of briny seawater. rocky, steep ravines. rippling canyon walls. spindly, cave stalactites. creeping, green ivy. lush canopies of leafy trees. dense, white fog. a peaceful creek of clear water.

flowering cacti dusted with dew, catching light in the morning sun.a bubbling, hot pool of volcanic sulfur. sharp, grey mountainsides. fossils nestled in chunks of rock. a white sand beach. deep imprints of animal tracks in the dirt. soft, squishy moss. uniform rows of birch trees in winter. delicate mushrooms popping up in spring from beneath the decay on the forest floor.tumbleweeds jerking in the faintest wind across the desert landscape. light rain.

summer wildfires. a mixing of hot and cool air before a storm. silent lightning in the static of summer heat. a windy blizzard. thick flakes of snow tumbling down from the sky. a tree standing alone in a barren, yellow field. a desert of loose sand and tall, orange dunes. a pure blue sky. a river of molten rock. a grove of flowering trees.twisting, mangled roots sticking up from the muddy ground.

bitter, cold winds. tumultuous skies of stormy clouds. branches of lightning ripping across the sky. a foggy swamp. the tree-bare foothills of a mountain range. sandy brown cliff sides. rocky coastlines. the violent shaking of an earthquake. the mysterious sound of ethereal trumpets in the sky. the lights of the auroras borealis and australis.

a black sand beach. a lone tropical island in the reef of shallow, aqua waters. underwater volcanic vents. a herd of migrating mammals. tree branches growing heavy with ripe fruit. light streaming down through the clouds. a field of lush grain wading peacefully in the summer breeze. the sound of insects and frogs teeming in the night. natural diamonds nestled in coarse desert sands. a frozen lake.

Tagging: Whoever :D

[suramarelf]

Under the tree was a medium sized box, the box was wrapped in a sparkling silver paper with a giant black ribbon tied in a bow on top. Inside the box was a black leather thigh drop leg bag. Many little compartments were in the tactical belt, inside a small one was a silver compass, inside the compass held a picture of the two, an engraving read "Forever yours, Isadorae." (( I know im late! Im sorry! Happy Winterveil!!!))

Eresildris was home by himself. He’d just came back from somewhere, some dry blood caked on the brown and black leathers he wore. Black curls, disheveled, were pushed out of his face as the Shal’dorei man simply sighed out loud.

He spotted a gift under the tree, his name written beautifully in a glowing purple ink. Walking over, his boots thudding heavily, Eresildris picked it up and inspected it. He wasted no time to tear it open, his lavender eyes shining as he held the bag out in front of him.

“Mm, lovely…” Eres muttered under his breath, looking through each of the pockets until he saw the compass. Hesitating with slow movements, he gently took it and clicked it open, reading the little engraving over and over and feeling his heart speed up. A warm smile cracked over his lips as he rubbed a thumb over the words, quickly snapping it shut and placing the compass in its rightful spot. 

Out the door as quick as he came, this time with a fancy new bag!

@draenei-tales <33 ))