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Two warm-up sketches done for friends!

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My Last Will and Testament
I, Aveis Walker, hereby declare that in the time of this writing that I am of sound mind and that the following document contains only my desires regarding my estate upon death. In the event of my passing during childbirth, my heir will be my son, Antony Walker. Should my son live the majority of my worldly worth will be bestowed unto him. My assets are to be liquidated and stored in a trust that he will receive upon his 18th nameday. These assets include my cottage in the Lavender Beds and all that lies within and the inventory of the Red Dragon Stitchery, my tailoring workshop in Shirogane. My son is to be raised among Pack, and his guardianship is to be determined by his aunts and uncles. Should my son die with me, my assets are to be liquidated as stated above, with the resulting funds secured into a trust for the children of Pack and any future children my brothers and sisters may bear. Each child of Pack will receive an equal portion of said trust upon their 18th nameday. The ownership of the physical space the Red Dragon Stitchery occupies will return to Aâsana Dorel, my investor, to do with as she chooses. Hisoka Yakashi, Aâvett Suncrown and members of Pack are allowed an item of their choosing in remembrance of me. There will be no formal funeral but a celebration of my life. I am to be buried at the border of Coerthas and the Black Shroud, belly down, with my ass pointing towards Ishgard. May the Holy See kiss my ass until my bones are dust.
A warm-up sketch for @aveis-the-red
Prompt #17: Without a Trace
Sandcastles. Who would have thought such a thing would be difficult to do? That it would take precision in mixing sand and salt water into a bucket at a proper consistency to hold together without turning into a shapeless blob. Laughter echoed over the water as Dunrai and Aveis made their buckets of sand properly, effortlessly only for Khen to have his crumble apart as too dry or splop into a puddle of sand soup. Â The encouragement seemed almost taunting as the failures seemed to amuse so many. Â Amused looks, stifled laughs, it rubbed the wrong way to an extent. Â But, this wasnât elsewhere. Â This was the beach, with friends and fireworks and food and swimming and... sand castles. Another attempt, another failure. Â But, Khen was determined to figure out the secrets of sand and water. Â Another try and finally, finally that one held. Â It was a success to celebrate, laughter curling upward in an offering to the sun. Â A wall was built to connect the tower, other towers were added on, the castle formed. Â After the fireworks and the swimming and the play was done all was left were the memories of the day. Â The tide long turned, the sand castle washed back into the sea as if it never existed at all.
Wabi-Sabi
I overcooked dinner again. In my efforts to not come out with dry, burnt rice...I put TOO much water into the pot this time. The rice is more than done. Itâs mushy and watery with the random rice bit floating within. Itâs rice soup. Rice is the staple, basic component of a Far Eastern meal and supposedly one of the easiest things to make and yet I have done nothing but bloody fuck it to the moon and back. Why is this so hard? Iâve fought dragonkin, voidsent, bandits, lecherous drunks and more. I can spin yarn, weave cloth, sew, knit, crotchet. I have my own business, I own a home...but I canât cook.Â
My son will be born next moon. How the hells will I keep him alive for the next two decades if all I can make is soup?! Soka was wanting a simple but hearty meal before work and mentioned something about a tommy-go go-hen--or rice with raw egg on top. It sounded easy to make. I already knew that I just needed to add more water to the rice the next time I tried to make it. It should have been an easy fix. But instead of a pot of fluffy rice I was looking at a watery mess. As I heard him come up the stairs I didnât face him. I didnât want to have to tell him that I ruined yet another meal. What was worse was that I was growing terribly hungry, and Antony was kicking me viciously for waiting to be fed. âOkayu?â I was aware of the Raen behind me then, leaning forward to look over my shoulder and into the pot. The feel of his tail wrapping around my leg should have been comforting in spite of its possessive action, and I felt my shoulders tighten as I frowned at the stove. âI donât know what that is,â I replied. âBut I added too much water this time.â âSo you made okayu. No big deal.â âBut you wanted...tommy-go...tommy-go go-go-hen whatever.â

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Aveis will be opening her tailoring shop, the Red Dragon Stitchery, on Thursday!Â
The Red Dragon Stitchery's Grand Opening!!
When: TONIGHT, Thurs 11/21 Time: 7 CST/5 PST Server: Mateus (Crystal Data Center) Where: Shirogane, Ward 18, Kobai Goten Subdivision, Room #22 Aveis' hard work with the support of friends and family has finally come to fruition! Aveis will be opening her shop for business and is inviting everyone to see the shop, the wares, and enjoy refreshments. In celebration, Aveis will be passing out vouchers this day only for 10% off your first tailored commission. One voucher per customer. Vouchers are limited and are on a first come first serve basis. Once they're gone they're gone! (Please note that all gil and clothing exchanges are IC only as Aveisâ player is a noob without max weaving.)Â
Alone
The radio silence stung. Okay, using the pearl probably wasnât the best idea...but lately with the shop and everything else, when and where would she have the time to make such an announcement? A happy announcement. Well, it should have been a happy announcement. A little happy spark in the midst of all this shit. A boy. She was going to have a boy! Though she felt guilty as well, the overwhelming feeling that struck her was being decidedly on the outside. There was happiness and joy all around when Zareen and Sana were pregnant...so why not her? Why not her? Why not her? It wasnât supposed to happen, it wasnât planned, but she was trying to do her best. She was trying to make the best of this, to try to find the sunshine behind the clouds. So as she sat, embroidering the first piece of textiles for her unborn son, her eyes went blurry with tears. The yellow blanket went out of focus and she had to stop--the clouds she was stitching needed her absolute attention so she didnât ruin them. Aveis had went with this theme to be warm and bright since everything had seemed so bleak and dreary since the news first came to light. It would be the first thing he would know when he came into the world.
The hint however, was loud and clear to her. This joyous little spark...should be kept to herself. And it would.