#amalene

[ID: a digital painting of an elf woman and a half elf man embracing from the bust upward. The woman, Maylene, has red hair pulled back in a crown braid, and is looking slightly behind her at the man while smiling softly all the way up to her brown eyes. She is wearing an orange dress with short puffy sleeves and a sweetheart-like neckline. It’s trimmed with many orange petals along the neck and shoulders. She reaches across herself to take his hand and interlock their fingers. The man, Amaril, is a bit shorter than Maylene, who he stands behind smiling at her. His black hair is brushed back and contains slight grey at the temples along with his neatly trimmed beard. He wears a black tunic with feathers. The background has an orange color wash, and slightly faded giving it an almost warm and worn sepia tone. /END ID]

Amaril (c) Kai Alten (c) Me

[ID: A sketch drawing of an elf woman and a half elf man. They’re standing close to each other with lips parted. The elf woman has her hair wrapped in a crown braid. She is blushing and looking at the man with half lidded eyes. The half elf man has short dark hair and a neatly trimmed beard. He seems to be around 40 years old and is looking softly at the elf. He has a pearl earring on his left ear and is wearing a mantle of feathers. /END ID]

If only Maylene had ACTUALLY been this dainty in-game when this happened. But uh, doesn’t mean that good good warlock boy wasn’t that sheepish. BECAUSE HE WAS. WE WERE ALL THERE. Maylene (c) me Amaril (c) The man, the myth, the legend -- Kai [ID: A rough sketch of a wood elf woman and a half elf man. The page is split on the diagonal. At the top left is a wood elf woman that is blushing. She is slightly turned to right, eyebrows raised in a quizzical look. Her hair is up in crown braids and she is holding a butterfly up on her left forefinger. She’s wearing a tunic and a quiver full of arrows on her back. At the bottom right corner is a half elf man with dark hair swept back and a full beard. He is wearing a tunic and feathers across his shoulders. He is rubbing his neck and looking away with a blush. On his shoulders sits a raven. /END ID]

[ID: A messy sketch of a half elf man and a wood elf woman laying on the end of a bed. They are drawn from the chest up. The man looks softly to his right. He has dark hair pushed back on his head and a full beard. His left hand hangs off the edge of the bed and he has a joint burning between his first two fingers. He wears an amulet and a pearl stud earring. To his left is a Wood Elf woman with a concerned look on her face. She has long hair and fringe bangs. / END ID]

She’s on that Taako shit just fully embracing the goth decadence of sleeping with an emissary of the Raven Queen