#originla characters

" I'm slowly forgetting your face. "

First time using alight motion

today [january 12] is my baby blight's birthday,, hes 2 years old now (´ω｀*)

For Lucien's summer look, my friends keep making jokes about HOT BOY SUMMER~

I wanted it to be more like the outfit he was kinda always wanted to be in when he was captive. Something MAJESTIC or flowy and regal? Also kinda thought about, ya'know, the original unicorn boy Helios. Something that made me think of that personally.

I really like the pop of blue in this outfit, and the texture I get to play with on the coat and pants and that shirt in the future. As well as this is one of my favorite hair styles on him.

Reeve and Louisa.

Taggin ppl :3

So, I've been writing my own little thing for some time, and I'd like to share it~ I used Google Translate yes i know it's bad even if the translations are wrong, i still have some nifty names for a lot of the names of places and I think a name or two of a character. Everything written in this story are my creations, my characters and my own little world. INspiration definitely came from Legend of Zelda(I guess OoT/MQ/MM mainly)

So, here it is

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Big, open fields and tall, towering trees. Lakes that stretched on for miles, huge castles and other fortresses. Villages, hidden groves and so many different things and creatures to see, all of them so strange and wonderful. The sky was blue, the clouds were scarce and the sun was bright. Nothing seemed to be any more peaceful than it was in Anferth.

                A particular caravan of five, all tan-skinned desert-dwellers, were travelling beside their carriage, which was being pulled by a dark equine. Their cargo was mainly food and drink, but there were some possessions and trinkets also being towed, but they weren't the things being brought to Liathit to be traded and sold. Within the tarp-covered carriage was a rather rare object, something seldom viewed by the commoner's eye, that is, if they didn't frequent the desert where these travelers hailed from.

                "Motto," one of the dark-skinned men called from behind the carriage.

                Motto was the youngest of the caravan, a small girl riding upon the horse pulling the trailer. She had gray eyes, long red hair and large freckles on her face. The child looked over her shoulder, calling back, "Yes, papa?"

                The father responded, "Ye should get off of t' horse now, my dear. We're nearin' Liathit."

                Momentarily, the girl was lifted from the horse's back and placed onto two strong shoulders. Her sister's hands grasped hers, holding her tight to keep her from falling. Her sister, Iandell, also had red hair, but had sparkling green eyes and no freckles. Instead, she wore scars of different shapes and sizes, all about her face, arms and legs. Though she seemed to be a rough and vicious young lady, Iandell was in fact a kind soul and very childish, despite her appearance.

                As the man had said, the looming castle of Liathit was becoming more and more visible. It was only seeable from the tall crest within the walls that boxed in an itty-bitty town, the main market and place of trade and profit. Motto beamed when she saw the three castle towers, the middle of the trio the tallest. The roofs were dark gray and the main brick was a lighter shade of the same color. The body of the fortress was not so easily viewed, but it was a castle like any other.

                "Papa," Motto shouted, her eyes twinkling with childlike glee, "I can see more people! Look, Dell, look!"

                Iandell chuckled. "I see them, Mutt, I see them," she said softly, amused at her sibling.

                "Rain, Lullum, Motto, Iandell," the father announced, "make sure yer all on yer best behavior. We're not in Anialdir anymore! 'Member yer manners, to speak in the common tongue and most of all: stay close! I can't have ye wand'rin' off!"

                Rain and Lullum were the twin brothers, the second oldest to Iandell. Rain was the oldest of the twins, by only fifteen seconds. They both had ebony hair and dark brown eyes. Lullum's hair was longer than his twin's, enough to put in a flowing pony-tail, while Rain only had enough for one of the tiniest tails. Iandell's was cut at her jaw-line and Motto's was down to her shoulder blades. Their father, Athair, had no hair. It used to be longer than his youngest child's, but, with age, it slowly disappeared. He did, however, have a five-inch long beard, which was made of silver and white hairs.

                Within a few minutes, the desert family came upon the draw-bridge of Liathit. Surrounding the castle was a wide and deep moat, with a strong undercurrent that dissuaded most who tried to get past it. The bridge was lowered, with whole groups of people and their items passing over. People from far beyond Anferth, from Anialdir and plenty of different races. There were Jinrodoans, the wolf-like people, there were Chidushas, the dragon-like people and common Anferthians. Abounding races with abounding things to sell. There were families, single-person travelers, young, old...