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Generation 1 is done! Click through for full sizes and names. Feel free to ask about any of these characters!
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Who's Aghmar? :0
She’s a burlesque dancer, an operatic baritone, and my resident Fat Sexy Bitch! She is a fuchsia blood, but she abandoned her status as heiress due to how merciless and overpowered the current Empress (Gegnim Teopha) was. She’s a singer, a model, and a voice trainer.
đź—Ł+ Belver and Aghmar (Idk they look cool)
Aghmar gently swirls her whiskey glass, giving the tall untroll a dark stare.
“So you are where my beloved Amoura has run off to.”
The thing doesn’t respond for a few seconds. It just stares down at her, silently formulating a sentence in standard Alternian. Once it believes it is ready, it delivers snappily in a harsh, almost squawking tone: “Ain’know who’Moura’s.”
It’s a wonder Aghmar’s snobby, high-blooded earfins understand it. She juts out her chin. “My darling songbird, with her tragic sideburns and burned-out eye. Surely you would recognize her, had I any pictures.”
Another long period of deliberation. “Eyepatch?”
What can be done? “Yes, the girl with the eyepatch. What became of her?”
The unnatural, tree-like creature stands over Aghmar’s stout frame, seeming to visually inspect her. Its lips part, first creasing into a sneer, then letting sound once more.
“Y’wan’join’er?”