#scoiakrol

“In fate you shall fall, and on your last breaths in the coming of your end you will plea for a mercy that is not there.”

“I have made my decision,” the young elf combated. Her eyes glistened, but were resolute. “I would rather die fighting for my people than invite Men to take what little we have left... The Scoia’tael will go. I will find my place among them.”

Valathaan opened his mouth to say more, but she had already turned before he could see her face twist, and the lights illuminated her bright hair until she was finally gone, engulfed in the sea of mist. Like a star going out, he thought. Iorveth was close by. He sighed, troubled.

“Let it be known you are always welcome here---should you wish to return.”

Usually the Elf would simply answer a question like this so briefly if it were not the ex-commander himself.  "By no means, old friend… You know as well as I, even more, the destiny of the Scoia'tael’s fate.  If there is another path for me aside from this, then I believe there is but naught. Life here, even if simple.. is better than wallowing in the shadows and clinging to the bitterness pain of hatred and sorrow.“

Before Iorveth had showed up, traps were quietly set around personally for nekkers by Cedric while out in the forest. It was somewhat of a surprise when he stopped his routine to meet eye-to-eye with The Woodland Fox. Naturally responding to the notorious Aen Seidhe, he did not straighten up his posture as if were to await orders. Instead he leaned against the tree trunk in a way like he were privately talking to a comfortable relative.

               ❛ -------------- ROUGH NIGHT? ❜   

she’s got a smile, she’s got one finger tapping over her right eye. nothing he hasn’t heard before, she’s absolute positive; be a bastard bard if she didn’t pick at easy material.

hawke does a once-over, a prowl, a circle around him. and then she finally stops, tucking her arms into each other and cocking her head at him with a face like a loaded question.  

[8:01:11 PM] Novalicious: fans self

[8:01:23 PM] 💀 😈 catfish princess ☕️: winks

[8:21:01 PM] Comrade Juju ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ: his jawline looks great in that psd

[8:21:15 PM] 💀 😈 catfish princess ☕️: :)

[8:21:21 PM] Comrade Juju ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ: Not that it doesn't always, naturally

[8:21:23 PM] 💀 😈 catfish princess ☕️: ; ) *

[8:21:31 PM] 💀 😈 catfish princess ☕️: Ofc cc 👀

[8:23:09 PM | Edited 8:23:12 PM] Comrade Juju ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ: me - his face looks like it was carved by a sculptor

someone - yeah too bad about the other half

     “A sad truth to the world we exist in. We elves are a dying breed, but it is only natural we stay to the course we were given rather than pretend there are alternatives like the dh’oinne do. But that does not explain to me where you got those MARKS upon your skin, wedd.”