#athis

More stuff with these idiots (a continuation of this post).

This is the list of marriage options who won't be kidnapped in the Bandit Attack radiant quest (where your spouse is kidnapped by bandits) and I saw Farkas there and went "Oh yeah, makes sense that the bandits wouldn't be able to get one over on a member of the Companions" except I looked at the rest of the list and realized the only Companions here were Farkis, Athis, and Torvar.

Hi friends! I have not posted a WIP in I think y...ears? Years at this point. But I am plunking away at a gift for @archangelsunited. (Spoiler alert, friendo~ But I did tell you I had no chill whatsoever lol) @saltymaplesyrup tagged me!

Tagging the above two as well as @crimsonsairina, @paraparadigm, @kookaburra1701, @gilgamish, @tallmatcha, @thana-topsy / their other blogs, @oblivions-dawn, @thequeenofthewinter, and whomsoever else is writing to throw words onto their blogs.

Fandom: TES (of course)

POV: Teldryn Sero

Work Title: (TBD, no spoilers here.)

~422 words.

The series of beach-themed chibi drawings I've made. Also they're basically a modern AU.

NPC Sketch requests from discord!

[47] At the feast was one from India's distant shores, whose name was Athis. It was said that Limnate, the daughter of the River Ganges, him in vitreous caverns bright had brought to birth; and now at sixteen summers in his prime, the handsome youth was clad in costly robes. A purple mantle with a golden fringe covered his shoulders, and a necklace, carved of gold, enhanced the beauty of his throat. His hair encompassed with a coronal, delighted with sweet myrrh. Well taught was he to hurl the javelin at a distant mark, and none with better skill could stretch the bow. No sooner had he bent the pliant horns than Perseus, with a smoking billet, seized from the mid-altar, struck him on the face, and smashed his features in his broken skull. [59] And when Assyrian Lycabas had seen his dear companion, whom he truly loved, beating his handsome countenance in blood. And when he had bewailed his lost life, that ebbed away from that unpiteous wound, he snatched the bow that Athis used, and said; “Let us in single combat seek revenge; not long will you rejoice the stripling's fate; a deed most worthy shame.” So speaking, forth the piercing arrow bounded from the cord, which, though avoided, struck the hero's cloak and fastened in its folds.—Then Perseus turned upon him, with the trusted curving sword, cause of Medusa's death, and drove the blade deep in his breast. The dying victim's eyes, now swimming in a shadowous night, looked 'round for Athis, whom, beholding, he reclined upon, and ushered to the other world,—sad consolation of united death.