#silentfount

[theislandoflosttoys]

Current wip. Someone gave me the idea to redraw old paintings as ships I like, so I'm working on some SilentFount, because I love the whole knight X princess aesthetic. Granted fount isn't exactly a princess but whatever.

[reshramlove1ob]

Figment of your imagination

[atinycrumb]

new treasure in ssc update and IT'S BLUEBERRY? 🥲 blueberry milk cookie guys fount of knowledge drop lore when

or maybe its just reminder of wlc past in blueberry academy

my thoughts ⭐️

[sonofanohrian-blog]

Mountain Frost||Dwyer and Saleh

@silentfount

Magvel. A continent whose countries are named after the Great Heroes who defended her from a great evil. Dwyer only discovered that information recently by the common folk in a Rausten village. However, now he found himself lost in the mountain ranges just past Rausten borders. Traveling with his steed for several days, meeting new faces on the road. While some assisted, none accompanied him.

As Nova paced along the trail, the air grew ever colder as they climbed higher. Gripping his Staff close, he shivered, heaving a shuttered breath, "Gods… how much longer...?"

Then he heard a shout. Snapping out of his skulking state, his eyes caught sight of a group of bandits, charging, yet their axes weren’t raised— not yet, anyway. Dwyer halted, unsure what they came for. He carried no money this time around. Rather than attacking the Troubadour, the bandits stopped, most of them looking around the area while one turned to him,

‘Where is he?!’

“Who?”

‘The guardian of the Great Dragon!’

“Why should I tell you?”

[reshramlove1ob]

The brainworms are gettin to me fr fr. Anyways more truthlesslily and silentfount mwahahah

[reshramlove1ob]

Just the Three of Us chapter 2

Ao3 link

Wattpad link

[backswordforhire-blog]

💋

Saber didn’t recognize the man who slunked his way over to him. Wasn’t sure how he felt about strange men in countries he didn’t know randomly kissing him either. But they were in a tavern and alcohol did things to people and Saber couldn’t fault him fully for that.

He wasn’t the worst looking man Saber ever had approach him. But there was a smell to him. Saber wondered if that was normal.

“You looking for something there?” He asked once the stranger had finally pulled himself away. 

[chevalier-dargent-blog]

Helpless: Their first thoughts when they met your muse. For Good: How your muse has changed them. On My Own: One time they wished your muse was around.

Musical Theatre Asks

Helpless:   Their first thoughts when they met your museAhh, here is a man who knows how to attend to his own affairs. His dedication to the protection of the Great Dragon leads me to believe I could find in him a kindred spirit. A mage of his obvious talent would make a fine addition to our cause, were he inclined to join.

For Good:   How your muse has changed them“Sethie! Sethie! I heard from one of the guards that you’ve been to Caer Pelyn again. Did Master Saleh send back more treats?” Seth’s youngest sister was almost as short as he was tall, so to see her clinging to him was an almost comical sight. Fortunately for his reputation, she only acted in this manner if there was no one around to observe; the teasing would surely be endless if the army knew their commander was powerless before a maid half his size. Seth shook his head, chuckling. “His gifts of food seem only to grow larger with each visit. Were I a more whimsical man, I might almost think he was trying to fatten me up, like a witch in a children’s story.” 

Bethany muffled her laughter with his coat, and confessed. “Abi thinks he’s trying to woo you, and you should invite him to come live here in the castle.” His lips pursed as his cheeks coloured slightly.

“You tell Abi she needs to stop trying to marry me off to anyone that offers food. My duty is to the King and Queen, and to Renais. If the fates align so that I may take a wife, then so be it. Otherwise, I shall be fully satisfied to live out my days protecting my homeland.”

On My Own:   One time they wished your muse was aroundA shiver coursed down his spine as he tried, once more, to strike flint against steel and draw forth sparks. Though Seth could not determine if it were the wind, the wood, or the flint itself that were the issue, what he did know was that if he had a mage with him, someone who could snap their fingers and produce flame, he would already be warm.