#arim

Left: Aeria on Webtoon Canvas

Fantasy/sci-fi/romance

Mira finds out she's not human and goes on a journey to discover who she is on her homeworld and defeats an ancient evil.

Right: N(ew) E(arth) O(ffensive) a WIP

Fantasy/sci-fi/romance/superhero

Arim is an alien who visits Earth to learn about their culture and ends up fighting an ancient evil (still not sure if I'm going to let her win tho)

@vashoths​ sent:  It wasn't unlike any other day.. other than the fact that there was a storm brewing. Arim was on his own which was highly unusual-- he almost always had least one other person with him, but today was different, it seemed. He was halfway to Redcliffe by now, tired yet still full of energy, admittedly a bit on edge, but it wasn't from the ominous weather-- he could hear the occasional insult from passerby, though it wasn't anything he wasn't used to so he didn't quite know why he was tense.

Now that was a sight to see! The mercenary had heard of them before, the great horned men of Thedas, but he had yet to see one so close in his last few years of being here. Back home, across the sea in Kephallonia, they did not have Qunari. 

“Be wary. Many predators come out at night.” 

@vashoths​ || continued 

Making a soft noise of affirmation, Arim gave a slight nod and raised his hand to briefly card his fingers through the fluffy mohawk he sported. He let out a little sigh before responding. “I’m fully aware, don’t you worry. I’ve had my fair share of run ins with the various creatures out here.”

Turning his gaze to the sky, he watched the stars for a few long seconds, the faint light glinting off of the two daggers strapped to his back as he rolled his shoulders. “It’s gorgeous out here, isn’t it? I do most of my exploring during the evening, so I rarely get to see the true beauty of the nighttime.”

Kaaras remembered the bear he’d been attacked by in the Fallow Mire. A strange place for a bear to be, but they soon found out why: it had been possessed. It was like the beast had come out of nowhere, and suddenly it had ripped teeth marks through his clothes and grabbed him by the shoulder. The large scars still marred his body, although it went unseen by most considering the Inquisitor wasn’t oft found without a shirt on. Unlike Arim and his... unique style of clothes choice.

“It is,” Kaaras remarked, ruby eyes looking up to the sky, patterned with stars, as if they were flickers from a paintbrush. Out here, in the open, it was easy to see them all, and one could become lost in counting them--or making images out of them. He lowered his eyes, looking back at his qunari companion.

Hux’s injuries