I have nobody to talk to about this but thisss fic:
The Grace of Gold by stilastarla
This fic is my lifeblood. My mental wellbeing is now completely dependent on this amazing piece of literature right here. Chapter 22 has me giggling and howling like a maniac I swear. RELEASE MEEEEEE FROM THESE CHAINS I BEG.
"๐๐ก๐ ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ค๐๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐.
๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐, ๐ฒ๐๐ฌ?"
Quote from Kreophagos.
Thank you so much for my gorgeous comm. I'm so in love with it~๐ค
๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐๐๐ฒ
This was supposed to just be a sketch, but my hand slipped.
First drawing of my Messmer x Tarnished OC! This one is a bit spicy~
His name is Quinn. Expect lore of him in the future!
Messmer doesn't make a full-on appearance here, but at least his snakes do.
Rini - Child of the Dragon Cult
Born from a shaman mother and daughter to an unnamed dragon.
Carries a large claymore as her choice weapon.
Wields ice magic, particularly frozen lightning.
Adorned in dark silver and black feathers.
Flowers for Thee
I loved all the flowers that covered the Shaman village.
It made me think my tarnished would put some of those in his hair as a gesture of kindness. He needs it.
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Head Canon here : Rini is recovering from almost belonging to a ritual. Cuts and gashes covered most of her body, none could hear her pleas, for she is mute.
Messmer's men found her as one of the only living remaining in a village ravaged.
They took her in.
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Time passed, eventually Messmer befriends her, spending little by little more time with her and Thiollier.
Messmer and my Tarnished, Rini.
I really wanted to paint references of him and my tarnished.~
Rini : specializes in dragon communion.
Weapon of choice : duel frost sickles.
Preference in stealth / jumping attacks to stun foes.
How to stay motivated in math class๐ฉ๐ปโ๐ณ
(I need him...carnaly.)