Miss Sinclair

Happy Birthday to my OC Silvia Sinclair. It’s Jan 19! Show my silver doe some love  

Trivia: I chose this date because 1 and 9 are the King’s and the Emperor’s numbers.

“The sheriff of Piltover, his lovely assistant, and his trusty deputy at work”

hard at work

My Deer Old Friend

(Buckley - Alden ) 5′9″ and a Rebel. The buck with the buckshot. Hunting rifle. 

There is no need to do that, just pick the one you like best.

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“Haven’t heard that name in a long time.”

Shen Updates: 

The light of his memory grew in intensity as the Sun’s own dipped into the abyss of night. Another day had faded in this foreign land with strange phonetics and unruly magic. In his youth, there had been no such thing, nothing to bend the earth and sky save for the determination–or selfishness–of mankind. Yet, even with the fabric of reality torn beneath the hands of mages and those who controlled them, the world looked eerily similar to that which he had known. Desolation and apathy stood omnipresent in the shadow of prosperity and generosity.

Arion recalled  the hollow sounds of his feet along sheet metal, interspersed with dense taps of toes upon the supporting girders below. The aimless wandering without the means or drive to attend grammar school had taken the future thief across the length of Stormhaven. Days spent in idle exploration had taken Arion into the beating heart of the city’s whirring hydroelectric facilities of which he knew little to the somber churches of the Maker of whom he knew less. It was in the latter that Arion had his first glimpse into the reality of the world in which they were all born, at least in hindsight.

Oct 18th Special Delivery~