#sirderpydwarf

[definitely-not-altair]

OH WAIT I TOTALLY CAN REFOLLOW YOU. NYEHEHEHEH

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[sandsandsorrows]

@sirderpydwarf

Azir had retired to a place of sanctity and seclusion as the long day of the Shuriman wound down to it’s end. A roof, a place often admired and respected, but rarely used as a place to sit and contemplate the deeds of the day and the new things that may come with tomorrow. But the mighty desert king used it all the same, doubting many would ever venture up there, let alone notice he was there… But things can always surprise you.

As the king looked out over the resurrected capital, a voice suddenly chimed in, one that the king did not so much hear… it is more that the words entered the emperor’s head with no involvement from the ears.

“It is an odd thing… isn’t it? Dwelling in a form that is unfamiliar.. but feels like we had known it all along?” it said in a strange tone, a voice like an echo in the crisp winter mountains. Light, airy, but friendly… or so the one speaking very much hoped he sounded.

Azir tore his eyes away from the sunset and it’s warm colors to search for the source of the strange voice.

The creature was not one he had ever seen before and this made him cautious. It - he? Azir wasn’t sure - didn’t appear dangerous or malicious, but many jinni looked outright friendly just up until the moment they cursed your family for five generations to come.

“Who are you, strange being?“ He questioned, keeping his tone polite. “I have met many spirits, jinni and daemons who dwell in the desert, but I have not seen one like you in this land before.“

[veigarthevile]

✶ - Kumo ;3

Send me “✶” and my muse will ask a question that they always had about your muse, but was too embarrassed to say

“Holy fuck why are you so big?”

@kumo-the-yordle

[deep-dweller]

Boop! - Kumo

The Deep Dweller launches himself onto his back. As he sails through the air, he swats at his perceived attacker, eyes overstimulated and crossing. Flopping to the ground, he wails and writhes in confusion.“HISSSS!”

[trolloflegend]

Trundle drunk = him yelling "In a hat" over and over again?

[[ If you give him reason to and he’s drunk enough, yeah most likely ]]

[deep-dweller]

Grumpy Chubby Guppy

“Hisss~”

[takumathescout-blog]

"An' you're a sight bigger than most yordles too... not as big's me of course..." he grinned, arms resting on his hips. - Kumo-the-yordle

Takuma crossed his arms up at the bigger yordle, his golden eyes narrowing at the other’s words, “It’s not the size that’s important, stranger. It’s the skill behind it.”

[smolvoidling]

Orion's mind was as much a drift in its thoughts as he was in the Shuriman deserts, gliding along the golden dunes as he idled in empty thought. He was so at peace with it all that he didn't even see that milestone coming. Rubbing his head, he leant on the stone that his head had collided with. Daring he peeked past it to see the first signs of life over a few more dunes. At last he thought! But that was soon replaced by what in iskandar's name!? As something purple 'waddled' by...-Orionsparadox

There had been lots of food out today, the small Voidling contently trotting through the sand, a few large beetles in each hands. Stuffing on into its mouth as it moved along, he gave a pleased chirp. Sure he may have gotten lost chasing said beetles in the first place, but these were some good bugs.

He kept waddling along, using his now-free hand to shield his eyes from the sun. About to push another beetle into his maw, there was a pause as something in the corner of his eyes, the creature slowing to a stop. Mouth open, wiggling bug in one hand, it looked up as the rather bizarre looking.... space-thing? What was that?

Eyes stared up unblinking at the rather curious being in front of it, slowly pushing the beetle into its mouth and swallowing it in one go.

@orionsparadox