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Arshtat & Khuu mother & son

A huge thank you to @locke-rinannis for being my amazing cameraman and gif-maker. He’s such a good. Helped me celebrate getting this STUPID MOUNT finally. 

...he’s not stupid, he’s my son. But hunts are stupid.

My Debut Single: “True Love” Watch the lyric video :) 

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IT IS DONE.

I technically finished.......Thursday night? But only now getting around to making a post, because hey ShB. BUT I FINALLY DID IT. I don’t care how old this achievement is, or how long it took but. 3000 A rank hunts, and 2000 S rank ones later, I finally have my all grown up son.

OC-tober 2018 | Inktober 2018 Day 6: Orange

I don’t post a lot of sketches, but we’ll see if I finish this.

@locke-rinannis and I are super close to opening Madoc and Arshtat’s tavern. Cue the 80s music montage of fixing up the placing now.

The xaelas’ cozy room was dark, with nothing more than a simple lamplight outside the curtained window to illuminate what lay within. Madoc and Arshtat lay on their fur-buried bed, a tiger cub curled up at the foot of it.

In a rare instance, Madoc could not sleep. Dark, half-lidded eyes watched the woman resting beside him. His calloused fingertips gently brushed a long, gruesome scar carved over her pale shoulder, so close–so very close–to her heart.

Madoc remembered it all. The burn of rage in his desperate eyes. The whispered encouragements from the malicious mark on his palm. The weight of the wicked greatsword in his hands…and the resistance of her flesh against its blade. Red, everything red–his eyes, his hands, the pool on which she lay.

If she had been just a mere ilm closer…

He rarely spoke of that moment, and she was always quick to shush him when he did. She had forgiven him long before he forgave himself. Part of him still didn’t. It troubled him, kept him awake, though he would pretend to sleep for her sake. It was a guilt he would carry for the rest of his days.