#taelyren

[shithowdy]

I don't have money but if I did I'd rain it on u because ur art style is so unique and good and growing. Whenever I or anyone I know thinks of the creativity of WRA, they think of your art immediately.

aafkakgjh WHAT REALLY oh god that is so

i don’t know just really sweet of you to say? there are so many artists way more skilled than I am though I guess I’ve been Loud and Around for over seven years now so I’m just a familiar face. but gosh

well ok i guess that’s a +1 on that idea

[shithowdy]

taelyren replied to your post “unrelated to my now extremely clear sinuses, $20 later i discover the...”

Are you sure it's the Jack and not the sound card? I'd check, had a similar issue.

it’s the jack. if the headphones are plugged in entirely, only one ear plays and the quality of sound is great in that one ear. if i pull the headphones out just slightly, both ears start working but the sound quality is (obviously) not very good. speakers work fine.

so something about the final point of connection in the jack is messed up.

[intothewildsofficial]

I'd love to know where to find the server info and whatever rule set you might have.

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- Comet

[waitingmore]

“You lack willpower.”

Those words made Taelyren squint as he looked towards the respected man that spoke them. Regardless of the insult, the demon hunter lowered his head and nodded in response, “The struggle grows easier every day,” he muttered in return, “But I can fight.”

“Better than most, I have no doubt.”

The elf’s ear flicked, and he looked back up to see his company rubbing at their chin with the curve of their thumb and index finger.

“Are you so willing to give what you have left? Are you prepared to sacrifice what remains of you?”

Another harsh tone, his father warned him of this. Taelyren waited a few long moments, his covered, empty gaze still peering towards the blindfolded man that peered back.

“Yes,” another brief pause, “…Yes. There is nothing left not to throw away.”

This caught the interest of the other hunter, forcing his long weathered ears to pin back, tangling into flowing black locks. In that moment a vague, wordless connection was made, and it brought the hunter to his feet. He stomped slowly past Taelyren, briefly stopping to wrap a massive hand over his shoulder, “You will do well, Illidari.”

The touch made Taelyren flinch, but his jaw stayed clenched as a show of strength, “Thank you, my Lord,” was all he could muster in response.

“We attack in two nights time. Do not disappoint me.”

Taelyren simply nodded his head in response.

[mozelledeliond]

ϟ ϟ ϟ - Jorsef

“Which shipping company? There’s a dozen new ones at this point.”

“At least he’s not a bad dancer.”

“Another one of Renault’s lapdogs, now? Disappointing.”

[kaerlic-ironshield]

He constantly told himself that he had no right to act how he has. He had no right to ever do what he did. But it came to him so easily, his sins. Oh how it haunted him, how easily it came to him. He never had to think twice, he never felt remorse until long after. During those years, he was misguided. He was angry, alone, and bored. It was his father’s fault, he always told himself. He beat his eldest child senseless day after day, then took him to their sparring ring to beat him more.  Broken arms, black eyes, stab wounds across his shoulders and thighs that to this day, have yet to fully heal. He needed his actions, what he did, to be his father’s fault. He couldn’t help how he was raised. Nobody ever can, right?

He killed, maimed, tortured, and slaughtered anyone he was paid to slaughter. There was so much thrill, so much money.  It started off so simple. A job to kill corrupt guards. But the money, the fame, the corruption, it all set in. It’s -his- fault.

It had always been his fault. He was why Kaerlic ran from home, left for the nearest port town. He was the reason his mother could rarely speak. He was the reason so many bad things happened to their family. He was the sole reason. ----

It’s taken years. Years of inward thought, pain, trauma, and loss, to realize his fault.  Only after the death of his closest friend, did he learn his job’s losses. Nobody lives happy as an assassin, as a criminal. Only after months in a trench, rifle in hand, bullets flying over his head in a distant time and world, did he learn there were worse fates than what he saw. What he lived. It didn’t discredit his woes, but it helped him accept them.

Watching them from afar, for months, years almost. Living in isolation and humidity fueled nightmares. Only through those experiences, could he have seen and learned how those who have not seen his horrors and acted on his crimes, lived. There was a normal life for every man and woman. There was always a better choice than what he’s chosen.

But through it all, he struggled to forgive himself. 

Yet in the damp, dark cave where he rested among his despair and guilt, did a light shine through. It was small at first, nothing more than a flickering yellow flame, threatening to go out at any moment. 

He acted slowly, cautiously. His last chance to try at something better. Through his actions, he reached for the tiny dancing flame, and cupped hands around it. He blew so softly, with so much care, to feed the flame. And it grew.

It grew and with it his heart opened up for the first time in a long time. He felt a warmth that learned of his past crimes, of his sins, and it never held it against him. It forgave him in ways he would never forgive himself.

And it helped him realize, his actions, were his alone. He made the choice to kill, to harm, to ruin lives, for his own benefit. He made the choice to climb down the very staircase that left him in his dark cave.  Tears streamed down his cheeks, as the flames grew wider. Yellow flames turned red, and with them came love. Forgiveness, acceptance, and love.  His soul grew with the flames, renewed with every passing moment.  It never guided him out of his cavern. But it stood beside him as he slid foot after foot through the dark, sticky tar that tried to tie him down. A man of conflict will always find peace not in being given the answer, but being accompanied as they find the answer themselves.

[kektrain]

taelyren said: It doesn’t start working till tomorrow Oooooh that makes sense, thanks!

[kektrain]

taelyren said: That last level is going to be really really frustrating if you don’t give yourself breaks between heroes. Trust me, haha. Yeah I should prob play something else other then Sonya outside of doing dalies but a lot of the free rotation right now isn't too appealing to level tbh and I am avoiding buying champs with real money.