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The moment his lips touched her own she felt absolutely overwhelmed by emotion. She burst into deep tears, though a smile widened upon her lips as she felt herself spinning, even sputtering out a sobbing laugh. The ceremony had went without a hitch; everything perfect just as she had imagined. Just as their life would be from this moment on out. Cendelorn’s whisper.. her husband’s whisper hit her ears and the warmth of his breath cascaded across the skin of her neck giving her such wonderful chills. She spoke not a word, saving what she had to say for a more private moment.
Once upon the field of grass with all watching, though out of earshot of all, they began to dance and she began to speak. “My beloved husband. There will nevermore be a loss that you experience alone. Nevermore will there be a battle fought that I am not at your side. Together always, my love.” she promised softly. “Together we will find peace and give meaning to the loss of your mother and father. No longer will we stand idle while the world burns. Today marks the path of our victory, Dalah’surfal, and we shall have it. This I promise you with all of my heart.” She finished her words with a loving smile, gently caressing his cheek with the back of her knuckles. She gave him not a moment to speak in turn, her hands soon enveloping his and her lips pressing against his once more, sealing those words within him.
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He met each and every kiss with equal fervor, and equal love that felt to be unmatched to any other he could have imagined. He felt free, free of his darkest parts when she held him captive of his heart, in the most loving way possible. A hand rose and trailed a gentle finger along her cheek, caressing downward against her jawline as he rest his forehead against her own. His eyes glanced downward between then, trailing upward so they could look at her. “You truly are a blessing on this world, my Vexxis… And a blessing to me.” His hand brushed the back of it along her cheek, pushing her hair back behind her ear before it rest on her shoulder.
“I felt… that this would one day happen. I mean it when I say I imagined such a thing even when I first saw you. Despite my situation at the time, I truly felt as if you would play a part in changing my life… And you did.” That same hand remaining on her shoulder moved up to gently brush his thumb along her cheek, trying to wipe it of her tears. Tears of his own began to run down from his eyes, causing him to close them as he held her ever tighter. “I felt as if I had done so much bad in this world, even during the time we knew each other… but, to still be here, twining our fates fully together?” He tried to take a stilling breath, to no avail, still shaking some while his eyes opened on her and his smile looked as if it could light up the sky. “It truly makes this old Elf feel like he’s worth something for once in his life.” Gently he leaned up to kiss her forehead, still hearing the laughter from the others at the ceremony gathering, while they remained in their own little world.
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Her eyes met his, full of clarity and peace. Her smile was soft and loving, fingertips raising to trail back through the snowy white locks at the side of his head when his lips pressed to her forehead. For a moment her eyes were closed, and when she opened them they stared directly into his. “You have always been worth something, my love, to so many people. I am glad you are finally realizing that, and find worth within yourself.” she said quietly, brushing her nose against his. Another peck of a kiss was placed upon his lips as they continued to dance until the first song of the night was finished.
She wanted to speak to him of the things she wanted to do to bring him peace. She wanted to speak of the going to Kalimdor and what their part would be in taking back his home. But, she simply smiled at him, nurturing and understanding. She wanted him to have this day without talks of ill things, there would be plenty of time to make those promises to him. A very merry and jaunty tune began to sound off as the crowd began to gather around them and dance as well.
Vexxis merely laughed softly, “I think it is time the guests joined in our celebration, dear husband. Let us make them forever remember this night. Come on, now!” she taunted joyfully, laughing out softly as she took his hands and began dancing to the rhythm, her flowing white gown billowing with her movements. She said nothing more after that and simply allowed her heart to speak, as well as the smile she kept upon him and those around her.
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The moment his lips touched her own she felt absolutely overwhelmed by emotion. She burst into deep tears, though a smile widened upon her lips as she felt herself spinning, even sputtering out a sobbing laugh. The ceremony had went without a hitch; everything perfect just as she had imagined. Just as their life would be from this moment on out. Cendelorn’s whisper.. her husband’s whisper hit her ears and the warmth of his breath cascaded across the skin of her neck giving her such wonderful chills. She spoke not a word, saving what she had to say for a more private moment.
Once upon the field of grass with all watching, though out of earshot of all, they began to dance and she began to speak. “My beloved husband. There will nevermore be a loss that you experience alone. Nevermore will there be a battle fought that I am not at your side. Together always, my love.” she promised softly. “Together we will find peace and give meaning to the loss of your mother and father. No longer will we stand idle while the world burns. Today marks the path of our victory, Dalah’surfal, and we shall have it. This I promise you with all of my heart.” She finished her words with a loving smile, gently caressing his cheek with the back of her knuckles. She gave him not a moment to speak in turn, her hands soon enveloping his and her lips pressing against his once more, sealing those words within him.
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He met each and every kiss with equal fervor, and equal love that felt to be unmatched to any other he could have imagined. He felt free, free of his darkest parts when she held him captive of his heart, in the most loving way possible. A hand rose and trailed a gentle finger along her cheek, caressing downward against her jawline as he rest his forehead against her own. His eyes glanced downward between then, trailing upward so they could look at her. “You truly are a blessing on this world, my Vexxis… And a blessing to me.” His hand brushed the back of it along her cheek, pushing her hair back behind her ear before it rest on her shoulder.
“I felt… that this would one day happen. I mean it when I say I imagined such a thing even when I first saw you. Despite my situation at the time, I truly felt as if you would play a part in changing my life… And you did.” That same hand remaining on her shoulder moved up to gently brush his thumb along her cheek, trying to wipe it of her tears. Tears of his own began to run down from his eyes, causing him to close them as he held her ever tighter. “I felt as if I had done so much bad in this world, even during the time we knew each other… but, to still be here, twining our fates fully together?” He tried to take a stilling breath, to no avail, still shaking some while his eyes opened on her and his smile looked as if it could light up the sky. “It truly makes this old Elf feel like he’s worth something for once in his life.” Gently he leaned up to kiss her forehead, still hearing the laughter from the others at the ceremony gathering, while they remained in their own little world.
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Her eyes met his, full of clarity and peace. Her smile was soft and loving, fingertips raising to trail back through the snowy white locks at the side of his head when his lips pressed to her forehead. For a moment her eyes were closed, and when she opened them they stared directly into his. “You have always been worth something, my love, to so many people. I am glad you are finally realizing that, and find worth within yourself.” she said quietly, brushing her nose against his. Another peck of a kiss was placed upon his lips as they continued to dance until the first song of the night was finished.
She wanted to speak to him of the things she wanted to do to bring him peace. She wanted to speak of the going to Kalimdor and what their part would be in taking back his home. But, she simply smiled at him, nurturing and understanding. She wanted him to have this day without talks of ill things, there would be plenty of time to make those promises to him. A very merry and jaunty tune began to sound off as the crowd began to gather around them and dance as well.
Vexxis merely laughed softly, “I think it is time the guests joined in our celebration, dear husband. Let us make them forever remember this night. Come on, now!” she taunted joyfully, laughing out softly as she took his hands and began dancing to the rhythm, her flowing white gown billowing with her movements. She said nothing more after that and simply allowed her heart to speak, as well as the smile she kept upon him and those around her.
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The moment his lips touched her own she felt absolutely overwhelmed by emotion. She burst into deep tears, though a smile widened upon her lips as she felt herself spinning, even sputtering out a sobbing laugh. The ceremony had went without a hitch; everything perfect just as she had imagined. Just as their life would be from this moment on out. Cendelorn’s whisper.. her husband’s whisper hit her ears and the warmth of his breath cascaded across the skin of her neck giving her such wonderful chills. She spoke not a word, saving what she had to say for a more private moment.
Once upon the field of grass with all watching, though out of earshot of all, they began to dance and she began to speak. “My beloved husband. There will nevermore be a loss that you experience alone. Nevermore will there be a battle fought that I am not at your side. Together always, my love.” she promised softly. “Together we will find peace and give meaning to the loss of your mother and father. No longer will we stand idle while the world burns. Today marks the path of our victory, Dalah’surfal, and we shall have it. This I promise you with all of my heart.” She finished her words with a loving smile, gently caressing his cheek with the back of her knuckles. She gave him not a moment to speak in turn, her hands soon enveloping his and her lips pressing against his once more, sealing those words within him.
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And they became one..
A gentle breeze blew through Val’sharah in the small grove where everyone was gathered. The scents of the flowers filled the air as much as the love that cascaded through it as well. Soft, beautiful music began to play as Vexxis emerged from behind white, sheer and glittering drapes, held to the arm of her Grandfather.
All of their friends and the remains of their families were there, her teary eyes falling on each and every one of them. Soon though, they fell upon -him-. Cendelorn stood there in such stately attire. Armor ceremonial in its right and handsome upon his frame. She lost her breath, feeling it hitch in her throat at the intensity of his loving gaze upon her. Her lips turned into a rather dumbfounded smile as tears slipped over her cheeks.
One step after the other, her dress carried behind her by her maidens in waiting, each of different races, one even a gnome. And then, she was there, standing before her beloved Cendelorn, ready to become his wife. Her grandfather, Rolynn, peered to the grizzled and war-worn hunter, giving him a tear-filled but joyous smile. “It is bitter sweet for me, my son, to give her away. Though I take solace in knowing I am placing her in such capable and loving hands. Elune blesses this day.. for the both of you.” he said softly with a waver in his voice, gently tucking Vex’s hair away from her face and placing a kiss on her forehead. “I am so proud of how far you have flown, little bird..” he murmured upon his granddaughter’s skin before releasing her, choking up as Cendelorn took her hands. Vexxis couldn’t help but spill a few choking sobs of joy as well, remaining silent for the moment.
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Vexxis nodded her head to Cendelorn, resisting the heavy urge to kiss him now as they stood hand in hand at the altar. Soon a shrill whistle ripped through the happy jubilation and a little boys laughter could be heard from the front row of seating. “Tha’s my mum! She’s th’ mos’ beautiful elf in everywhea’! An’ tha’s my papa! Lookit how dappa’ he is!” Jansen waved to them both, kept to mind by Vex’s aunt who was holding Alastor in her lap, the elder elf’s husband holding little Daryn.
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Those wide, doe eyes never left Cendelorn’s as he spoke his vows, her hands holding his ever tighter. Tears spilled from her eyes and a smile remained absolute upon her lips. He had stolen her heart completely and she was a most willing victim of his love. She felt her breath hitch into her throat as a light, audible sob erupted for from her, causing her cheeks to light up a bit of red.
In Defense of Sylvanas Windrunner - or “Thanks, we got it, Blizzard!”
Warbringers: Sylvanas, “Old Soldier”, that questline with Saurfang and Zappy Boi and now “Lost honour” and Metzen. Thank you Blizzard, we already got that you want people to hate that Sylvanas is warchief.
First she gets this warbringers short, which basically made the whole Fandom mad, because it showed her burning Teldrassil. Afterwards a beautiful beautiful cinematic showing poor poor suffering Saurfang is released and oh, how he grieves and mournes. Then we get spoilers for this questline with Saurfang and Zappy Boi where it was originally intended that the player just betrays Sylvanas because the player wants to help poor poor honorable Saurfang and because Sylvanas is sooooo sooo bad. Well, it’s pretty obvious where Blizzard wants to turn the player’s affection - mainly NOT to Sylvanas. The Burning of Teldrassil:
Saurfang is grieving the fact that Teldrassil burned and shouts “There is no honor in this”. And most of the fandom shouts with him and blames her for burning it - while in truth it is actually Saurfang’s fault. But unfortunately many people didn’t read the novella “A Good War” where it was explained. Let me break it down for you: Before Legion, Alliance and Horde were in a stalemate, but the war against the Legion greatly decimated both the Alliance’s and the Horde’s forces, basically making both incapable of great warfare in the next few years. They still have strong positions on all continents, but the battle on the Broken Shore basically crushed both their naval forces - and their powers in itself are so weak right now, that they are both not able to reclaim the waterfront, making the high seas wild territory. And whoever gets their hands on this territory first will have an advantage over the other - and when both manage to maneuver themselves into a stalemate, which by Saurfang’s prediction, is going to take years, they lack the means and opportunities for decisive strikes. And additionally Sargeras’s sword arrived and azerite appeares all over the planet changed that and the one to get that ressource first would tip the scales in his favor and crush what is left of the other faction. So, of course, plans are being made to prevent that, or, in Sylvanas’s case, prepare a harsh strike against the alliance before they do it. Her words were to deal them “a wound that can never heal”. I’d love to quote that, but for that I’d need to quote three entire pages. So please read “A Good War” page 11 to 13. There it is explained completely why exactly a plan like hers is needed. I think I’ve broken it down in a way it can be understood, but I always like to give sources, so here you go! But what IS her plan, now? In short, assault Darnassus, kill Malfurion and hold the city hostage. Which would basically lead to the alliance tearing itself apart from within. Some would want to retaliate. Some would definitely want Darnassus back. (That is, at least, her idea. By taking Darnassus and killing Malfurion or Tyrande, the one surviving will go enrage and definitely want to retake Darnassus, of course. Other members of the Alliance will want to retaliate beforehand, encouraging a direct strike against Undercity. In Sylvanas’s case here she thinks of Genn Greymane, who, in her opinion, will not take it in good spirits that the alliance wants to move to help Darnassus and forsake Gilneas again, which would hopefully be freed with a strike against Undercity. She can’t know, however, that in the alliance-story, Elegy, Genn openly states that he is so grateful to the nightelves for giving his people shelter after the fall of Gilneas that he would give his all to help them. So this is a part where her strategy would have failed, but that’s something she can’t know. I just wanted to mention it.) Let me quote this: >> “The boy in Stormwind will have a political crisis on his hands. He is smart, but he is not experienced. What happens when Genn Greymane, Malfurion Stormrage, and Tyrande Whisperwind all demand differing actions? He is not a high king like his father. The respect the others give him is a courtesy, not an obligation. Anduin Wrynn will rapidly become a leader who cannot act. If the Alliance will not march as one, each nation will act in its own interest. Each army will return home to protect their lands from us.” “And that is how you defeat Stormwind.” Saurfang was in awe. It was brilliant. Destroying the Alliance wouldn’t take a thousand victories. It would take one. << Saurfang was the main strategist behind this, Sylvanas entrusted him with making up the plan. Saying: It is his plan that is used during the battle of darkshore. Keep that in mind for a moment, okay? The battle begins, everything kind of works and at some point Sylvanas goes to confront Malfurion Stormrage, because one of the main goals was to kill him. As already mentioned, Sylvanas wanted to wound the alliance. Direly. And, well, Malfurion’s death would be a pretty big impact. At some point during that fight Saurfang arrived and saw that Sylvanas had problems - and heck it’s not a surprise, Malfurion is the greatest druid ever - and out of reflex threw his axe into Malfurion’s back when he saw the opportunity and wounded him, ending the battle. Sylvanas then left the killing of Malfurion to Saurfang, because, well, he did deliver the decisive blow. So now everything that’s left to do is killing Malfurion and the wound has been properly dealt. But what does Saurfang do? He hesitates. He doesn’t want to. And when Tyrande arrives and is justifiably goddamn fucking mad the chance is gone. And then Saurfang returns to base and is actually happy. He is actually HAPPY he blew his own plan! His. OWN. plan! Sylvanas, of course, is angry as hell but decides to go with it, because what other choice does she have? If she now just leaves the alliance will be mad as hell and retaliate as soon as possible, without being dealt more damage than a destroyed village and a lot of dead soldiers. So she decides to inflict the wound she wanted to inflict (As planned by Saurfang, just to mention this yet again) by burning the tree. Saurfang is horrified and doesn’t understand why - and then Sylvanas explains it by…you know what? Here you go. >>“There is no honor in this!” he roared at Sylvanas. She finally turned away from the World Tree. Her eyes were steady, the anger within them gone. What was left in its place? Emptiness? Satisfaction? Saurfang couldn’t read her now. Maybe he never could. “They will come for us now. All of them!” he said. “I know.” She was calm, as though nothing were wrong. “They will attack the Undercity in retaliation. You will need to plan our defenses. Begin evacuating my people.” He struggled to form words. Finally, pure hatred made him spit out a condemnation. “You have damned the Horde for a thousand generations. All of us. And for what? For what?” Her expression didn’t waver. “This was your battle. Your strategy. And your failure. Darnassus was never the prize. It was a wedge that would split the Alliance apart. It was the weapon that would destroy hope. And you, my master strategist, gave that up to spare an enemy you defeated. I have taken it back. When they come for us, they will do so in pain, not in glory. That may be our only chance at victory now.” He wanted to kill her. He wanted to declare mak’gora and spill her blood in front of Horde and Alliance alike. But she was right. A wound that can never heal. That had always been the plan. And Saurfang had failed to inflict it. << (Taken from “A Good War” by Robert Brooks) I took the liberty of highlighting the parts I deem most important, because you know what? In my eyes, Sylvanas is absolutely right. This was his plan and his battle. It was his part to kill Malfurion, because he delivered the decisive blow - Sylvanas actually went with the orc tradition there and let him have the kill, because claiming the kill of an opponent you didn’t defeat isn’t honorable. She is in line with orc tradition! Okay, he threw the axe into Malfurion’s back, which, of course, is not exactly an honorable blow. No orc would say it is, least of all Saurfang. But it happened, because of his reflexes as a warrior. He failed because of his sense of honor. And thanks to that completely crashed the plan, like, completely crashed it. He put his honor over the plan - and damn, Saurfang is a master strategist, he knew what would happen if they messed up the plan! - and thanks to him it took a nose dive directly into an active volcano. So Sylvanas, frankly, had to improvise, because Saurfang absolutely. fucked. up. If he had killed Malfurion Teldrassil would have never burned. If he had actually followed his own plan, Darnassus would’ve been held hostage but it wouldn’t be completely destroyed. So, in my opinion all the people who hate Sylvanas and swear vengeance and want her head for the burning of Teldrassil are wrong. The one who’s actually responsible is Saurfang who, on the spur of a moment, crashed his own plan completely and basically forced her hand in doing so. All the blood of those who burned in Teldrassil is on his hands, not hers. He put his honor over the plan and thus unified the entire Alliance against the Horde, which was exactly the opposite of what they wanted to achieve. So please, swear vengeance to Saurfang and demand his head instead of hers, because all she did was cut the Horde’s losses. To conclude this part, let me quote the very end of “A Good War”. >>Saurfang did not move for hours, not until the screams faded and the flames had burned themselves down to embers. Before him stood a smoking husk that had once been a great civilization. Inside him was a feeling of despair, a feeling of shame. There was no haze of corruption now to soften the horror. Saurfang would remember this moment in his dreams forever. He would relive this shame, and all the new ones to come, over and over again. You have led your Horde in the service of death, Malfurion had said. How could Saurfang face the soldiers he had led into this war? How could he explain what they had done? He couldn’t. He would never know how. But the burden would be his, always, until his dying day. As Saurfang turned away, he hoped that day would come soon.<< He doesn’t blame Sylvanas, because he can’t. This was his fault. And he knows. And instead of clearing this up through inserting the contents of the Novella into the game where every idiot has access to them, we get the “Old Soldier” cinematic where Saurfang is shown grieving. For the unknowing it looks like he’s all “Oh no, I can’t believe what she did. She’s so evil! I want to finally die!” while in actuality it is “Oh no, I can’t believe what I did. I want to finally die.” (The Novella actually underlines this, too, because the last lines are literally: >>But the burden would be his, always, until his dying day.As Saurfang turned away, he hoped that day would come soon.<< ). But is this ever made clear during it? No! All we see is poor poor Saurfang who suffers under the decision the evil bad Sylvanas made. Although he was the one to force her hand. Which is a fact that players who only play the game without paying attention to the novellas, don’t know and then proceed to hate Sylvanas for her “irrational” act. Saurfang and Zappy Boi: Then the spoilers for the questline concerning him and Zappy Boi in 8.1 were released and it became blindingly obvious, that Blizzard doesn’t want to clear this up. They don’t want to rub it into the player’s faces that this all happened thanks to Saurfang and not because Sylvanas “suddenly turned evil” (In my opinion she is not evil and never has been, but that’s a different topic entirely.). No, Saurfang, the poor poor soul is treated like the tragic hero, the man who grieves for his enemies and his lost honor and defies his evil evil boss - although he was the spark that lit Teldrassil, so to speak. So in that questline, Blizzard doesn’t even give you a choice. No, you just HAVE TO help poor poor Saurfang and heroically betray evil bad Sylvanas, because she is so evil. The option to sell them both out to Sylvanas was only added later on, because people started to complain. AND THANK GOD THEY DID, because, newsflash, a lot of people love Sylvanas. Hell, I certainly do. And I don’t want to betray my warchief, because I like her, despite her being fucked over by pretty much the entire game and it’s creators lately. It’s pretty obvious through the game just forcing you to go behind her back. Let me decide something like this on my own, please? And additionally, for me it seems pretty obvious that Blizzard only added this with a bit of frustration. How I come to that conclusion, you ask? Take a look at the reward for the single paths you can take. When you help Sylvanas and sell them out, you basically get money and a pat on the shoulder. While helping Saurfang you get several quests which all reward you money and gear and additionally you get a toy! And you won’t get to know the rest of the questline with Saurfang and Zappy Boi which is actually fairly long, while by selling them out you literally only go to Sylvanas and that’s it. Are you serious? And this is supposed to be a fair choice? Not to mention that toy-collectors are going to have to take the Saurfang route just to complete their collection. Great, Blizzard.
Lost Honor and Metzen And now we have the newest cinematic “Lost Honor”. Here we outright have Saurfang yelling “She is destroying my horde, I want my horde back”. In my opinion, she is not. And how about it, Blizzard? How about showing her side for once? She gets a warbringer short where she was forced to make a damn radical decision she actually didn’t want to make and it is never cleared up that she had no other choice and actually just tried to limit damage - and Saurfang gets two stunningly beautiful cinematics with emotional depth and captivating music? And all this talk about “his horde”. Could it be more obvious who they want as next warchief? Well gee, thanks Blizz. It’s obvious who they want you to root for and it sure as balls is not Sylvanas.
And now on Blizzcon Metzen crashes the Q&A and asks: “When is the horde getting its true warchief back?” and the answer is: “ Thrall? I’m gonna guess there may very well be a job posting up soon on the Orgimmar war board looking for a new Warchief. And If there is, we’ll call you. “ Are you serious? Are you freaking serious? Thank you. We get it. We get you don’t want us to like Sylvanas as warchief! Someone who didn’t want to be warchief in the first place, by the way and was forced into that, too. We get it!
Don’t get me wrong. I know this may sound very different in this post, but I actually like Saurfang a lot and I like the style and feel of both cinematics. Hell, I love them. But I don’t like how he is used by the storytelling itself to prevent that people root for the actual warchief, who is a damn cool character with an interesting story and now threatens to drown in a wave of hate. The latter happening basically because Blizzard tells the player to. And that seriously makes me sad. Here’s a wild idea Blizzard: How about you let people decide on their own who they want to follow instead of fabricating opinions for us?
A well written post that gets a lot of things I have been trying to get across to others out. Thank you for it. I didn’t think I’d have to dread the story being ruined by Thrall again after they finally called him on his bs in Legion. Here’s hoping someone at Blizzard will always try and listen to the people that play their games.
And they became one..
A gentle breeze blew through Val’sharah in the small grove where everyone was gathered. The scents of the flowers filled the air as much as the love that cascaded through it as well. Soft, beautiful music began to play as Vexxis emerged from behind white, sheer and glittering drapes, held to the arm of her Grandfather.
All of their friends and the remains of their families were there, her teary eyes falling on each and every one of them. Soon though, they fell upon -him-. Cendelorn stood there in such stately attire. Armor ceremonial in its right and handsome upon his frame. She lost her breath, feeling it hitch in her throat at the intensity of his loving gaze upon her. Her lips turned into a rather dumbfounded smile as tears slipped over her cheeks.
One step after the other, her dress carried behind her by her maidens in waiting, each of different races, one even a gnome. And then, she was there, standing before her beloved Cendelorn, ready to become his wife. Her grandfather, Rolynn, peered to the grizzled and war-worn hunter, giving him a tear-filled but joyous smile. “It is bitter sweet for me, my son, to give her away. Though I take solace in knowing I am placing her in such capable and loving hands. Elune blesses this day.. for the both of you.” he said softly with a waver in his voice, gently tucking Vex’s hair away from her face and placing a kiss on her forehead. “I am so proud of how far you have flown, little bird..” he murmured upon his granddaughter’s skin before releasing her, choking up as Cendelorn took her hands. Vexxis couldn’t help but spill a few choking sobs of joy as well, remaining silent for the moment.
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Vexxis nodded her head to Cendelorn, resisting the heavy urge to kiss him now as they stood hand in hand at the altar. Soon a shrill whistle ripped through the happy jubilation and a little boys laughter could be heard from the front row of seating. “Tha’s my mum! She’s th’ mos’ beautiful elf in everywhea’! An’ tha’s my papa! Lookit how dappa’ he is!” Jansen waved to them both, kept to mind by Vex’s aunt who was holding Alastor in her lap, the elder elf’s husband holding little Daryn.
Golden eyes peered towards her son, Vexxis smiling brightly and her cheeks reddening in a blush. So soon though were they drawn back to Cendelorn as the ceremony commenced. The elven priestess that stood before them in her own ceremonial garb cleared her throat and began to speak. “It is with great joy that we are gathered here today to witness the union of Cendelorn Shadowdagger and Vexxis Skybloom. Love is such a beautiful thing. It is kind, it is patient and it is unconditional. Never is it hateful, resentful, or scornful. Not true love, which is what these two share with each other.” She then began taking a rope and binding their hands together. “This rope, bless by the waters of a moonwell, signifies the unbreakable bond the both of you have shared and will continue to share throughout the rest of your days.” Silvery eyes then peered towards Cendelorn. “Mister Shadowdagger, you may now speak your vows.” The priestess smiled, but Vexxis’ smile far outshone any there as the moon hung bright and full above them. Neither had read the other’s vows they wrote for each other, and she long to hear his voice speak to her while looking at her only in the way that he did.
She held her soon to be husband’s hands tightly as they rest bound together, not even needing the rope to hold those hands as close as she was now. And as those teal ringlet curls hung around her face, the mere thought of what was happening caused the flowers that naturally bloomed from her person to burst with life and into those gentle loving glows they held.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, @the-artful-ashley! :D/
Cendelorn and Vexxis share a romantic respite amidst the tides of war.
Commission from @cendelornshadowdagger to you! I hope you have a very very lovely birthday <3 I very much adore the art you keep putting out, I can see your improvement every day!
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Eeeeee I love this soooooooo much thaaaank youuuu!!!! ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ I am screamiiiing
I AM STILL SCREAMING I LOVE
And they became one..
A gentle breeze blew through Val’sharah in the small grove where everyone was gathered. The scents of the flowers filled the air as much as the love that cascaded through it as well. Soft, beautiful music began to play as Vexxis emerged from behind white, sheer and glittering drapes, held to the arm of her Grandfather.
All of their friends and the remains of their families were there, her teary eyes falling on each and every one of them. Soon though, they fell upon -him-. Cendelorn stood there in such stately attire. Armor ceremonial in its right and handsome upon his frame. She lost her breath, feeling it hitch in her throat at the intensity of his loving gaze upon her. Her lips turned into a rather dumbfounded smile as tears slipped over her cheeks.
One step after the other, her dress carried behind her by her maidens in waiting, each of different races, one even a gnome. And then, she was there, standing before her beloved Cendelorn, ready to become his wife. Her grandfather, Rolynn, peered to the grizzled and war-worn hunter, giving him a tear-filled but joyous smile. “It is bitter sweet for me, my son, to give her away. Though I take solace in knowing I am placing her in such capable and loving hands. Elune blesses this day.. for the both of you.” he said softly with a waver in his voice, gently tucking Vex’s hair away from her face and placing a kiss on her forehead. “I am so proud of how far you have flown, little bird..” he murmured upon his granddaughter’s skin before releasing her, choking up as Cendelorn took her hands. Vexxis couldn’t help but spill a few choking sobs of joy as well, remaining silent for the moment.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, @the-artful-ashley! :D/
Cendelorn and Vexxis share a romantic respite amidst the tides of war.
Commission from @cendelornshadowdagger to you! I hope you have a very very lovely birthday <3 I very much adore the art you keep putting out, I can see your improvement every day!
Like my work? Check out my info!
Eeeeee I love this soooooooo much thaaaank youuuu!!!! ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ I am screamiiiing
I AM STILL SCREAMING I LOVE
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Just a collage of my most recent sketches! From the void elf on are commissions, the first one is Keza!
These bust commission slots are still open! <– Click!
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Okay so: Commissions!
My PS:CC subscription ran out again and I’m left with Medibang once again. If anyone wants any sketches done, let me know. The prices will be listed below and will be based and can be paid through Ko-fi!
Sketch Bust (no color/messy lines): 3$ (1 coffee)
Sketch Bust (clean lines/greyscale): 6$ (2 coffees)
Sketch Bust (clean lines/flat color) 9$ ( 3 coffees)
Sketch Bust (clean lines/fully rendered and colored) 12$ ( 4 coffees)
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For now I am only accepting sketched busts because they are easy to complete and don’t take that much time (not even the fully rendered/colored ones), and I don’t have 20 hours a week to spend on art anymore anyhow, but I still need some extra cash.
If you would like one of the above, please message me here on tumblr or pop me an email at [email protected].
Below are some examples of what you’re going to be looking at as far as detailing and stuff goes!
I am not offering complex backgrounds or armor at this time, either.
All busts do however come with a complimentary simple background at no extra charge!
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