Yup. There it is. 🍻😂
Listen bud don't sleep on short people we've got low centers of gravity. It's bowling ball vs bowling pin strats.

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Yup. There it is. 🍻😂
Listen bud don't sleep on short people we've got low centers of gravity. It's bowling ball vs bowling pin strats.
Nhaama?
Magnai stands before you, arms open as if to beckon you into his embrace. “You,” He starts taking a few steps towards you. You match every step backward. “Look into my eyes. Do you see Azim?”
His presence demanded attention, to command the room, to be followed. His body was tall and broad like any Xaela that walk among the grass of the Steppe. His eyes as intense as the sun he claims to be; unmoving, clear, and burning.
And by the Twelve, it burns. Those eyes burn and gleam with the intensity of the noon sun in the deserts of Thanalan. Is this what he meant? To gaze upon his eyes and see the sun? To see a light so blinding that you wince at a mere glance?
You attempt to look away from his face, only to notice the growing number of spectators around you. Magnai had to choose to confront you right after the Nadaam. Many of them curious to see if the Khan is going to take another blow to his already damaged ego.
He catches your hand with his large gloved ones, preventing any further escape. “Are you my Nhamaa?”
Your mind drew a blank at what to answer, the rings around his eyes draw your attention back to his face, the warm golden toned brown skin, the black scales on his face. The red on your cheeks were no longer from combat. Your confusion and flustered head allowed for you to feel it consume your entire face in red.
“Y-yes?”
Collective gasp rings out around you, followed by a storm of whispers. Magnai’s mouth breaks into a wide grin.
Whew.
The above is one word to sum up last week. ^^"
Peaceful weekend after helping and catching up with my friends doing their remodeling.
I am on track to finish the drawing I shared a WIP of for Wednesday's post.
Stay toasty!
mayhaps those of us who can reach the top shelves are the normal ones. did u ever think of that
i didnt say i was NORMAL just, you know, an extremely attractive and powerfully sized individual.
Team tiny! 🙋🏻
I always envisioned you to be taller.. but I absolutely love knowing you’re of my clan! 🙏🏼
Also what did I miss, who are we killing / killing us? And what part can I play in tranquillising this idiot?
Sam 🌱
Im not tiny im medium sized 😭😂
Listen, If tiny is how you identify i respect that, but personally I identify as very huge and imposing. An absolute beast. The tallest 5'4 person you have ever laid eyes on for sure.
Re: killing, just some troll in the DMs who apparently missed the memo that DMs are for titties not for ill wishes. It is very nice to have an army of mutuals and anons willing to declare war in my honor but the offender has been duly blocked and reported and no further violence is required at this time lol.