isei-silva:

“Together. For you, it will be for life. For me, it will be for a moment.”

Following this prompt jess-o and I decided to RP the rest out-in game, and this is where Cadence is cleaning up Alkrenon. After that followed the most heartwrenching RP for the both of us.

I’m not going to drabble from the start because, man, we’re talking years of RP (since like mid-Wrath I think). Alkrenon and Cadence met when they were both in Kamil te Kar, and they did not get along. Eventually, over the years, they’ve sort of softened up to each other, but there’s still a lot of tense, almost hostile moments – Alkrenon’s often the instigator. 

But like, at the same time, they love each other. It’s no secret. But it’s never gotten anywhere. Everything’s too different. Physically and culturally and Alkrenon often can’t see things from a human’s point of view and that frustrates him a lot. So he overcompensates and is very protective over Cadence, but that often involves getting in the way and of course she hates that. They’ve separated, each staying with their own people, but the opening of the Portal has brought a lot of the Alliance together and Alkrenon and Cadence met up again. 

They both understand that nothing can really happen between them. If they did commit, it would mean that Cadence would have to devote her entire life, and Alkrenon’s time with her will be just too brief. It’s a sad reality for races with drastically different lifespans. 

isei-silva:

Trovos and Krogu (mandromeda) probably lost somewhere in Frostfire and of course arguing all along the way.

isei-silva:

But just hear me out

Snowy owl Frostfire arakkoa

owl arakkoas

isei-silva:

So I may have created a snowy owl arakkoa character

This is a quick reference for Ska’Shiye. He is the last (or one of the last) of his kind, hence the title of One-Prince. His people lived in Frostfire Ridge and prided themselves in being the top predators and warriors of the land. He wears a talbuk skull as both part of his armor and to show his status, since he had to hunt the beast himself away from the safety of the sleet winds of Frostfire down to Shadowmoon Valley where he could’ve been spotted by their enemy, the raven worshipping arakkoa. 

They are about a head/head and a half taller than normal arakkoa, and think of their sun-worshipping cousins as carrion feeders and thieves that value trinkets over honor like the scavenging crows and ravens their idolize. They see themselves as true hunters and warriors; they’re fighters, predators.

It is uncertain why their numbers have declined.

Only the higher caste wear layering armor and clothing. The warriors and hunters wear little so as to remain as silent as possible when flying, and to blend in better with their snowy, bleak home.

isei-silva:

11pm before bed something between @clockworkpriest’s Arryx and my Frostfire owl Skah’Shiye

isei-silva:

WIP for @mistahreanai of Shanaal who paid a redunkulous amount of gold for it