Necessarily Wicked

Vextera’s 1k Art Giveaway

Hello everybody! I’m excited to announce that I’ve reached 1,000 followers on Tumblr. I’m very grateful and humbled by all the support I’ve received–thank you so much! In celebration, I am hosting an art giveaway!

Rules

You must be following me. New followers are welcome! (Hello!)

One reblog = one raffle entry!

You may reblog as many times as you like! (Just be considerate of your followers!)

No giveaway blogs. I will check!

Random.org will be used to select the winners.

I will contact the winners through Tumblr messages. If you do not respond within 48 hours, I will re-raffle the prize to someone else.

Feel free to message me with questions!

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Dead End King

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The Witching Hour had come and gone as the streets of Silvermoon found a quiet peace from the typical booming commerce; a chill found the morning air as dense fog set in still hours before dawn, the streets empty save for a few shady characters skulking in the shadows. Across from the Sanctum at the mouth of the Row rested a tavern, relatively new to the landscape but slowly drawing attention, the Felfire Eye had just closed as their final regulars staggered out and into the night. Ash’therion had decided to stroll the streets of the ghost town to clear his mind of the various demons that plagued his daily life, choosing to enter the establishment to sate his curiosity; certainly not the most downtrodden of places he had found, but not the most upscale either. In a way, that pulled him in all the more willingly.

Passing through the doors to find a humble setup, although it was a newer business it had already seen its share of color; scuffed and mismatched bar stools as well as various burns in the wallpaper. If anything the place had character, one that made him feel right at home. A light flickered from the balcony above, signaling the existence of life to the curious Ash’therion who then made his way upstairs and toward the office who’s doors sat open to what should have been a deserted bar. It was then that he saw her.