StormborneLore

The Iron Judgement Chapter 17 now available to read.

"I’m saying the execution was arranged before they had the prisoner.” Leofric’s voice softened not with kindness, but with the cold certainty of someone watching a trap close.

“That’s impossible.”Dægan’s pulse thudded once, hard.

“Nothing is impossible in a kingdom made of fear and parchment.” Leofric’s mouth twitched. Not a smile. A flinch. “Who signed it?” Dægan leaned closer.

The Dragon of Trisantona

A bold dragon form framed within a circular gold arc, set against a dark ground.

The Dragon of Trisantona draws on river myth, heraldic symbolism, and ancient guardianship. Gold surrounds the central figure like a rising shield, while knot motifs anchor the composition in Celtic tradition.

This piece speaks to resilience not ornamental power, but lived strength.

Ivar Willanhalch Studios is a dedicated site for my art and it will be regularly updated.

The Hearth of Trisantona is coming soon this will be my main cooking site with a focus on cheap diabetic friendly recipes. (Coming soon)

The Pheonix Archives is a story site focusing on science fiction. (Coming soon)

My origins site The Penda Stormfire Archives is focused on historical fantasy stories.

hand-drawn circular knot held within expanding rings of blue and grey.

“Aegis” a shield.

A protected centre.

Energy radiating outward in measured waves.

This piece explores containment and strength the idea that power does not roar; sometimes it rests at the core and moves outward in quiet ripples.

Water-toned blues meet stone-grey lines, creating a layered balance between motion and stability.

Medium: Marker and ink on paper.

Guardians of the Green Ridge

Ohuhu marker on A4.

A quiet hillside beneath sacred symbols - lineage, protection, and the calm of old forests. Part of my ongoing StormborneLore art series inspired by British myth, wilderness, and ancestral memory.

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New Story on StormborneLore! 🌩️

Step into the firelight of Emberhelm and meet Taranis — exile, storm-borne, and ready to welcome wanderers to his hearth.

In Mystical Tales from the Hearthlands: Taranis Awaits, legend opens its arms to those who seek warmth in a world shaped by thunder and kinship.

🔥 Sit by the fire. Eat if you hunger. Speak if you’ve truth.

This stand-alone tale is perfect for myth lovers and new readers alike.

👉 Read it here:

Heart of the Meadow

Painted instinctively, this acrylic piece grew from colour and movement rather than sketch a lone tree standing bright in a spring meadow, surrounded by wildflowers and open sky.

The Trial at Dawn December 430ad

The Black Leaper, ancient guardian of the lakes, leaping between worlds in a single breath.

If you like forest spirits, pagan folklore, or horse mythology, this one’s for you.

I tried to draw something calm and spiritual today…

Except I still don’t have my glasses, so this meditation queen was created while I was basically guessing where the lines were 😂✨

She’s vibing under the sun, glowing like she just leveled up her inner peace, and I’m over here squinting like a gremlin with markers.

Sustainable. Affordable. Flavour-packed.

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Just when I thought my luck with Too Good To Go had run out, this box arrived, and it’s incredible!

Inside were 40 Schwartz seasoning mixes (8 of each flavour):

✨ Southern Fried Wedges

✨ Grande Nachos Smoky Chipotle

✨ Taste of Italy Chicken Risotto

✨ Taste of Spain One Pan Chicken & Rice

All sealed, long-dated, and perfect for budget-friendly meals! At just 52p per pack, this is easily one of the best-value boxes I’ve ever had.

Perfect for quick, flavour-packed dinners, and they’ll feature in plenty of upcoming Solaris Kitchen recipes

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The Storm and the Dead: A Tale of Ancient Legends

Read it here

The rain had eased by morning, though the ground still steamed where the storm had passed.

The Mist clung to the Chase like breath, thick and cold, rolling through the hollows where the Romans once marched proud. Taranis stood by the broken road, cloak heavy with water, hair plastered to his brow.

Before Samhain or Hallowe’en, there was Galan Gaeaf the Welsh spirit night when winter begins and the veil thins.

From Roman Feralia to Norse borders of Mercia, it’s a time to honour our ancestors, light a candle, and remember the old ways.