#tarvasha

Got this absolutely beautiful piece from @deddelit of Tarvasha, her daughter, Morwen, and Morwen’s stepmother/Tara’s adoptive sister, Nyxaria.  <3

I absolutely adore this.  The composition is so lovely, the expressions and characters are gorgeous.  <3

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible || they haven’t...really spoken...very much... yet... they should fix that

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend || see also: haven’t really spoken much

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them || first time I’ve ever been legitimately jealous of a chair

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them || where did they go?

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed || also want to fix that

(Leon is a simple man in some respects.)

Killing was easy.  So fucking easy.  A snap of her fingers, and gouts of flame could rise up inside their bodies.  A wave of her hand could send the skin melting.  Saving someone took effort.  Sending a powerful bolt of concentrated, pressurized fel at an orc to make sure only his head remained was an art.  One she had not entirely mastered.  

She never got the full story, but she could see it.  How irritated they were.  It was going to be bad, and Ted already had claims on the soul.  As she sat, alone in her room, she wondered if they knew her power. Deep breaths brought her focus. Focus brought her power.  Flames danced across her skin, green and sickly. The air reeked of ozone as the flames danced to her hand.  Shiagana stood as the flames smoldered to nothingness.  

“Be careful.”

“This is your first combat like this, take heed.”

“We are here to help and support.”

‘Make them suffer.”

“We will make them suffer.”

The voices swirled for a moment, before she grabbed her staff and made her way out the door.  It was time.