#nesh

[artcollectorninja]

[grendraws]

I'm so frankenstein brainrotted. Meet Nesh. My very own franken-blorbo. A DnD Ranger~

[jiubilant]

eno hlaalu's story as i've conceived it ends in him being tracked down and assassinated by the new morag tong grandmaster (ethasi rilvayn). he'd anticipated this as the inevitable conclusion of his "retirement," which was a betrayal of the guild's custom, and would have been disappointed in his successor if she weren't able to pull it off. nesh took her teacher's death very badly and fled the province—ultimately winding up in the imperial city's prison and the emperor's dreams etc—so that the tong would stop trying to recruit her

[kwispyhamburger]

Plant hang out! ^^

Nesh belongs to @sketchbook-gal-xe

I thought these two would get along XD

[kazxraval]

~ Low farm warehouse  ~ Closed @neshionals​

Kaz played with a slender magnetic bar between his index and middle fingers. The end turned around and around, clockwise, and picking up the right amount of speed. The drummer’s illusion of what was ‘twirling’ a drumstick.  He paused near the back. Eyes on the wooden shelving as the ‘stick’ tapped out a beat there. 

Nesh came through the opposite door. He nodded to acknowledge. “Checking up on me?” Inventory was logged in and out. Still, occasionally a nosy farmhand popped a head in to ensure no one ran off with more. Not that Kaz had been questioned before (as he sometimes was the nosy farmhand), he was only teasing.

An ugly memory on the floor beside him caught his eye. The spot Antana chose to drag a blinded Kaz during the farm raid. To beat him, break some of his fingers, steal his machete... A large yet faded smudge of red-brown still there as a reminder. Guess he should do something about it. 

He turned back to search for what he needed, a bit more thoughtful in the process. “What’re you looking for today.” 

[thegentlemancollects]

[the-silver-ruin-daily]

[centtury]

By Deardarlingdelilah