#valkory

Ok time to ramble!!

What's the theme for my trio? Well! Valkory and Veev's theme is (at least for me) is comfort and freedom. When I made them, it's with all of my heart.

Valkory was made during a troubling part of my life and she represent comfort and protection. A kind soul who'll be your protector and friend. I had her be friends with Archie because he's a hurting soul who needed a strong friend who will stand by his side. Their friendship was and still is healing for me. Valkory is a comfort oc who always brings a smile.

Veev is my sona, a bit of me. For a while I felt disconnected with my old sona and I kind of felt like some part of me is missing. Veev is my star child, free to do and go to fun places, to bring me smiles, and happy day dreams. Her theme is also space and it's endless creative potential. She's my inner child given form.

Aqua is in fact a very very old oc of mine. I'm not sure what her theme is yet so let me ramble about her and maybe you can see a theme that I can't. When I made her when Neopets was at its heyday. I used to roleplay with her a lot and I have a lot of fond memories. Made a lot of friends with her that have drifted away from me. Of course I grew out of Neopets and now it's simply a shell of its former glory... But I still have a lot of ocs I don't want to let go, one of them being Aqua. So I changed her into something new. She used to be a blue Lutari then Maraquan Lutari (which looked a lot like an axolotl) and then an axolotl princess!

My half of the art trade with @veevee-the-artist

( @vee-vee-the-starchild   owns Valkory. Thank you for letting me use her! )

The years and events in Valkory’s life had accumulated, and she was a hardened soul now. Not bitter and nasty, but she had mourned, learned from grave mistakes, and grown. She had called this village home for a long while now, and her heart was here.

Harsh winters, low crop yields, monster attacks, and drought had weathered the residents. But they remained strong, enduring no matter what. Valkory was standing by a tree, over looking the valley and enjoying some sunshine when she noticed a Ravager and a small Pillager patrol. Holding up a spyglass, her good eye bulged in its socket with surprise and rage.

“Matias, you fucker...” she thought, fists clenching.

It was impossible! She had kicked his behind a decade ago, having never forgotten that wicked face. This village was lands away from that old one, hidden in the mountains. But he was indeed here, and drawing ever closer. There was no way Valkory would allow this fiend to have his way with the people here.

There was still time to intercept them, and she bolted down the winding trail, cutting through forest until she reached the path. Hammer withdrawn, she stood tall and steadfast and waited for them to show their ugly mugs.

Matias was looking forward to a Village hunt. Not a true Raid, but take a few people here and there, causing panic. His good mood plummeted like a boulder off a cliff though, as he rounded a bend and spotted someone familiar. The human was older, scarred, and even more savage looking.

“You’ve got to be joking! Valkory?!” he sneered, making sure to show off his metal fang.

She didn’t respond, and held up a sharp tooth on a necklace. This little bitch had...had she been keeping his fang as a trophy this entire time??

“Step back boys, I want to handle this one myself.”

His Ravager rumbled, pawing the earth and eager for battle. Matias was curious about Valkory’s lack of a verbal retort. Perhaps her injuries prevented her from talking. It did not affect her fighting spirit, and even with only sight in one eye, she still faced him.

The PIllager had to admit to himself that he did admire this hero. Very grudgingly so. He urged his mount to charge, which it did. At the last second, Valkory jumped aside and swung her hammer at the beast’s leg; hitting a joint. Giving a bellow of great pain, the Ravager halted, throwing its head back and sending Matias tumbling off. Valkory swung at the nose of the mount next, further disorientating it. She had to get the Ravager out of commission first and foremost.

Blood dribbling down its face, the lumbering creature made a second charge attempt. Valkory dodged it and the rain of bolts that sang her direction. They thudded into the tree and ground, one settling into the animal’s rump. It took a few steps that were too big, underestimating the depth of a ditch. The Ravager fell into it on its side, trapped and writhing. Valkory breathed out for a second. One major problem handled.

A tooth blade sliced at her as Matias went into a frenzy. He was practically foaming at the mouth, and the hero blocked his onslaught. He was strong, and had she not been built up by carrying such a hefty weapon about, she would have faltered and failed. 

“I’M GOING TO CUT OUT YOUR HEART AND EAT IT BEFORE YOUR DYING EYES!”

Valkory rolled said eyes. If she could have told him to stop being such a drama queen, she would have relished it. The edge of the ditch gave way and both of them fell into it. Matias had her pinned against the wall, and was leaning in, mouth open and teeth set to clamp down on her flesh. She kicked him in the groin, her shoes metal toed. But he had arrived prepared for that, and had a crotch guard within his usual attire. It still hurt, but it wasn’t debilitating.

“Ha! You’ll have to try another trick-”

Twenty five pounds of iron entered his vision, and found their mark. Matias blacked out, crumpling into the mud and losing his other fang tooth. His jaw looked funny to Valkory as she tied him up with enchanted rope. The soldiers cheered when they saw what they thought to be their captain, crawling from the ditch. Only their captain was kicked down to rest at their feet. 

The hero was the one who stood victorious. Her glare conveyed what she was thinking flawlessly.

“Anyone else?”

Ofcourse, the other Pillagers attacked. It was just her against five, and they couldn’t allow her to beat all of them. But she did. Half an hour later, she had them all tied and muzzled. Fetching some horses from the Village, Valkory transported the defeated patrol to the town square before getting some assistants to extract the injured Ravager from the ditch. Heavily chained and sedated by magic, the walking destruction was placed in a pit enclosure.

Matias and his patrol, were in the jailhouse, under the ever vigilant eye of two iron golems. Valkory entered just as Matias came to, and flashed the newest addition to her necklace: his other main fang.

“Mark my words, this isn’t...over!” he half winced, his jaw still in agony..

Average meal prep for our Wild Duo.

SOOOOO.....

I bought another Budsies and made Valkory into a plush!!