#silaena

[yunessa]

I'd been trying to find this original art everywhere to no avail. Posting this here to tumblr for everyone to be able to find it.

[cassynite]

Silaena Goes Home please!

Aaah thank you for the ask Dujour! I saw you already noticed I did already talk about this piece here but I'll share another snippet below the cut!

When she'd told the queen of her plans to run away it had been a test, will you prevent me from leaving, but it had also been a plea: make me want to stay. And her queen had passed the test but failed the entreaty, and Silaena had disappeared into the wilds, remade as Laena the Bard, and even if that freedom was a heady drought it still tasted bitter in her mouth. It was senseless, of course. Galfrey was only the queen, her entire life dedicated to emulating her own glinting profile seen in the paintings done of her leading the charge against the demons. There was no room for the actual human hidden underneath the horrendous weight of her station, the flashes of woman Silaena had seen, impressions of weak light filtering through a thick canopy of trees.

[wonda-ch]

Time to remember

[nirahsa]

(Based on the Tailor Perk ‘You are particularly adept at scavenging cloth from humanoids’)

Being a Tailor is hard work, especially if you want to make any kind of profit and beat those margins. You have to scrimp and save utilizing everything to the full extent.

This means you have to do things you don’t normally do when adventuring in order to get what you need. Go above and beyond as my arcane teachers would say before they got mad because my spell blew up the room. That wasn’t an accident they said to eliminate the arcane construct and so i did.

So here I am on the Dragon Isle with only my wits and pragmatism to aid me.

“Silaena are you wearing his hat?” A voice called from behind her, causing the mage to look up before craning her head about to look behind her, a wide brimmed fedora upon her head.

“What? S’ Nice Hat!” She replied nonchalantly as she went back to work, unbuckling the man’s pants and giving a hard tug.

“Silaena...why are you taking his pants off!?”

“What!? He’s dead, he doesn’t need em anymore, besides this is good fabric!” She retorted with a shrug.

“That’s like super disrespectful, even if he was a bad guy you can’t just strip everyone of their clothes!”

“It would be disrespectful to leave all this good fabric laying here wasting away!”

So there I was, doing the work that others wouldn’t, all just to make some new knickers for someone else.

[nirahsa]

Potential Potential

They all speak of my latent talent

Then shuffle me off into normal classes

Same as the less gifted

Years of study

Just to learn the ‘fundamentals’

Once I claim Zul’neth I’ll attain my potential!

My teachers cower at the mention of the staff.

Forbidden, don’t use.

Fear is death

I’ll forge my own destiny