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eiridiel · 3 years
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Eiridiel is adjusting well to Bastion.
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eiridiel · 3 years
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It ended in Telogrus
A book in hand, the blood elf slowly took notes. Eiridiel glanced between the notes and the eternal skies of Telogrus. Every point of light another possibility, another place, another hope. If he could understand it all, perhaps he could do more. Perhaps he could be more. Stories of argus floated about his mind, but most of all, something far closer to his heart.
A soft smile spread across his lips. Irrhi, Naloona.  As soon as he was done here. As soon as his studies were complete, he could go home. See them again. make sure that they would always be safe. He just needed the strength, and to understand all this a bit better.
Then a voice called out. Just barely heard through his focus. ’Look out!’  His body froze as shadows enveloped him. The book falling from his grasp. Whispers ripped into his mind, calling to him. He wanted to reach up, hold his head, but he couldn’t. He could barely keep from crying out. The more he fought, the more the pushed through.
A pain washed over him. Cold. Biting cold. He could feel it in his very soul. Something ripping at him. Finally he screamed out. A voice lost in the dark.
The pain never quite left him. A cool wind howled, bringing himself to his senses, causing him to open his eyes.
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eiridiel · 3 years
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He is waiting.
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eiridiel · 3 years
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A return to art. Im pleased with how this turned out.
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eiridiel · 3 years
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Here is the Patreon reward for @eiridiel! He decided to add up two months of support and have his character drawn looking all cozy just in time for fall/winter! Thank you so much for supporting me! <3
🟠Patreon: http://patreon.com/jackaboi_art
🎨Commission Info: http://tinyurl.com/y2ec7p4g
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eiridiel · 4 years
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A dream of the beginning
“Every night I sleep, some variant of the same dream haunts me. My hands drenched blue. Screams surrounding me as people flee. I did it.. I.. this..” Eiridiel began, his brow furrowed. Dwelling on the memory. It hurt, the things he did once. Even if he wasn’t as involved as most, he was there. 
“Every night I sleep, the same dream follows me. My hands drenched deep blue. I hear screams. Memories of people.. Faces I never saw.. I don’t..” He repeated. Doubt coming over him. The haze of the dream. The haze of everything, before.
“Every night I sleep.. I remember more. I..”
“I..”
As sleep claimed the void elf once again, the same memory played in his head. His hand raised as he stared at it. Blue claws. Shadows hid his flesh, no.. it was his flesh. Darkness flowing as if filling an impression. Screams filled his head, every thought turned to terror and agony. The cold, the pain, the feeling of being ripped apart, devoured by a swarm of tiny maws. One scream cascaded around him. His voice. His screams reverberated through the dark, cascading back to him. And yet he didn’t feel it. He wasn’t the one screaming, was he?
His gaze turned from his amorphous talon as he looked around, trying to make sense of himself within the brilliant pink sphere of energy that had enveloped him. The scream receded, growing more and more distant as the pain subsided. Had he imagined it? Was it even there?  The sphere vanished and he dropped to the ground.
His eyes open as he looked to his hands placed upon the ground. Violet tinted grey, and flesh. How odd? He groaned and moved to his feet. Feet? Did he always, yes. Thats right.  Brushing himself he peered about, trying to get his bearings. The others were gathering.
His eyestalk opened first, followed by his original eyes. Eiridiel pulled himself into a hug, laying there safe in bed beside his beloved. “I was…” He blinked as he glanced to his side. The blanket gone again. Irrhi wrapped up in it snuggly the void elf drew a sigh and laid his head down again. A faint sigh leaving him. Of course she took the blanket.
Another nightmare. Another memory about the Exodar and the day he turned his life around.  Thats right..
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eiridiel · 4 years
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Sha’tari Bazaar || June 27 @ 5 PST
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A tradition born on Draenor, the festive bazaar in Shattrath City was an annual occurrence that began only a few years after the city began to prosper. The proceeds of the bazaar primarily went back to the city itself in order to manage its well-being, expansion, and citizens as well as to aid Auchindoun and Karabor. Though the monetary gain was beneficial, the primary goal was to showcase the craftsmen and artisans of the draenic world, as they would come from every corner of Draenor, even as far as Farahlon, to exhibit and sell their best wares. 
 Though the tradition fell out of favor following the orc incursion on Draenor, it has since been reinvigorated by the Draenic Coalition. By inviting local vendors from the greater Azerothian community, it provides a snapshot of the flourishing Draenic culture while also lending to an intercultural exchange with the denizens of Azeroth and beyond.
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It’s time for the summer iteration of the Sha'tari Bazaar! Featuring vendors from the RP community, the Sha'tari Bazaar is a fun event designed for people to browse, shop, or simply mingle and have fun. This year, we will be raising funds for the Trevor Project once again with an art raffle (more info on the raffle available closer to the date of the event). For those of you who do not know, the Trevor Project is an LGBTQ+ organization that provides crisis intervention and suicide prevention resources to LGBTQ+ young people. Now more than ever, we need these resources to help our youth. On top of that, we will also be hosting an Auchenai themed transmog contest featuring gold purse prizes of 25k gold, 15k gold, and 10k gold for the most unique outfit. This event will take place June 27th at 5 PM PST in Shattrath City. All factions are welcome, so please have your elixirs!
Sign up for a stall here!
Interested in donating art for the raffle? Contact Orynthia#5198 on Discord! Want to join our discord? Click here! @the-royal-courier​ @wraconnect​ @wracentral​
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eiridiel · 4 years
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Draenei Community Server
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Hello everyone! It has been almost three years since we started the Draenic Coalition discord, which definitely calls for a new post. For those that do not know, the Draenic Coalition is an effort to bring the Draenei community together in one common place to circulate ideas. We want this channel to exist as a way to unite those that have a general interest in the Draenei race by having a portal where you are able to learn about current community events and connect with other like-minded individuals. Not only that, but we will also be doing weekly prompts, contests, and monthly character spotlights! Even if you don’t main a Draenei, we would love to share our space with you to create a healthy community across the different roleplay realms. 
Click here to join the Discord! We can’t wait to see you. 
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eiridiel · 4 years
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what do their cupboards or shelves look like?
“Honestly, that depends on the time of day. Irrhi and I try to keep everything organized. To the point if you are right infront of a shelf you can see everything on it, organized around the sides. However, sometimes we are tired and a glass drifts. And then, we have the shelves Naloona can reach.
“I swear that child mixes things up on purpose. I fear what the twins will do when they can start getting into things.”
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eiridiel · 4 years
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BIG FAT DOMESTICITY QUESTIONS MEME (ETA: I ADDED SOME MORE)
Do we all agree that thinking about your ship being domestic is hnnnnnng? Ok. And I want to do an askbox meme. But I don’t like all the questions from the two usual domesticity memes. SO I compiled both, reorganized the questions, took away repeats, tweaked some of them, and added more questions that I thought of, and you should feel free to reblog or message me with more questions to add to the list, and then also ask me ships with a question’s number and we can all drown in domestic feelings. Because domesticity, is why.
how did they first kiss?
who flirts more?
how did the relationship start?
how did they start living together? do they move? how do they choose the place?
do they have roommates?
do they get married (or equivalent)?
do they have kids?
do they have pets?
do they act different in public and at home?
big spoon/little spoon?
sleeping habits?
favorite non-sexual activity?
favorite sexual activity?
how often do they have sex?
what habits of the other drives them crazy?
how often do they fight?
most trivial thing they fight over?
who uses all the hot water?
who does most of the cleaning?
what do they watch on tv and do they fight for the remote?
who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working?
who answers the phone?
who steals the blankets?
who remembers things?
who does the groceries?
who cooks normally?
who leaves their stuff lying everywhere?
what kind of stuff can be found around their place?
what do their cupboards or shelves look like?
what does their closet(s) look like?
what do they do when they’re away from each other?
do they have nicknames or pet names for each other?
how do they refer to the other in public? how do other people refer to the other? (i.e. “my partner”, “ask your father”, "dad and papa", "how’s your wife?“, etc)
who is more likely to pay for dinner?
how often do they go on dates?
typical date night? out or at home?
do they celebrate birthdays, valentine’s day, anniversaries?
what would they get each other for gifts?
how do they spend christmas and new year’s (or equivalent family gatherings)?
who cusses more?
what would they do if the other one was hurt?
what are little gestures they do for each other?
do they know how the other takes their coffee/tea?
do they feel they see each other enough, or do they have activities that take too much of their time?
do they friend/follow each other on facebook/tumblr/livejournal/skype/etc?
(added) morning routine?
how do they make up after a fight?
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eiridiel · 4 years
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ABCs of getting to know my muse(s)
Send in a letter and I’ll respond with: 
A) Their full name. B) Age. C) Height. D) Pronouns.  E) Species (if not human). F) Favourite beverage and/or meal. G) Hobbies and favourite pastimes. H) Something they’re exceptionally good at. I) 2 things they really enjoy. J) 2 things they’re not really fond of. K) 1 of their pet peeves. L) Their favourite kind of weather. M) A few interesting facts about them. N) Favourite movie or music genre. O) What’s their dream profession?  P) Is there something or someone they cannot stand? Why?   Q) Did they do something extremely dangerous at some point in their life? R) Is there something they wish they could do/achieve but can’t?  S)  Is there something in their life they regret?  T)  Do they have any siblings? Family? Loved ones?    U)  Are they a morning or night person? V) Do they have a pet? What kind? If not, what kind of pet would they want? W) How would they describe themselves in 5 or less words?  X) Do they have a goal in life? What is it?  Y) Is there anything in their life that’s stopping them from succeeding? Z) Do they have an item that means a lot to them?
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eiridiel · 4 years
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cupcake; your favorite cake flavor?
“Growing up I loved berry flavored cakes. Right now? I’d say im between that and pumpkin for my favorite. Lemon is really good too though.”
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eiridiel · 4 years
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Where she went
“I’ve been thinking a lot about her lately, my mother. I have not seen her now for well over a decade. I assumed she perished that day, when Arthas came, but I can’t know for certain. I think though, it is time I talk about her, especially now that I know who she was. At least, now that I think I know.
“She was born of House Dawnwing, though she didn’t have the house’s talent for spellcraft. A few useful things but there were opportunities lost to her for her lack of focus in it. Instead she took up the sword as an outlet. Fencing mostly. She dreamed of being a soldier, but of her station there were more important duties to her. I don’t know if it was an arrangement or love but one day she married a man named Aelan Morningstar. In truth I don’t know how long this lasted, but she gave him children and things were not too bad at least. I hope. I’ve never sought to delve into the nature of things there, at Llena’s advice.
“One day though, I know it all fell apart. Another lord by the name of  Alistar Sunsong decided she was of interest. I don’t know if truly it was an affair of love mutually or just she always characterized it that way, the latter I would not have been surprised given the character I’ve heard he possessed, but the affair was enough to be a shame to both Morningstar and Dawnwing. With child, she was cast out and sent to live in Suncrown. A home belonging to the Dawnwing family set aside for her, so that she could for now disappear. Never left to want for anything but approval and luxury.
“When I was born, I became the focus of her life. She was distant at times, more focused on raising than connecting. She urged me to train more and more in the arcane arts. Perhaps she wanted a better life for me, or perhaps if I were adept in it that perhaps house Dawnwing would overlook a few things and accept me and possibly her back with open arms. For now though, we were quietly forgotten.  When I took interest in the sword, playing with sticks, she taught me a bit. She played with me in that. I think that was one of those few moments I actually felt i had family in those days.
“With the years she got better, she smiled more but it wasn’t much. When I was a young man, whatever dreams she had for me had not yet come true. No word, nothing. Then the scourge came. I don’t know if she lived through it, only that when I evacuated and lost track, I wouldn’t see her again. At least, I wouldn’t recognize her.
“I’ve wondered since that day, now and then, what happened. Was she among the dead or did she survive? If she did die, is she still dead? She could have been raised into undeath there or her body taken elsewhere. I’d wonder if she joined Kael’thas’s contingent but I surely would have noticed if she had at first. Perhaps later she did but I know not. If she does yet live, if, I would assume she took a new name. In such a tragedy, there is a chance to reinvent one’s self and walk away from past shames. If she did that, she may be in Quel’thalas today, she may have left and remained Quel’dorei.. Light, maybe she one day found her way to Telogrus. I don’t know, and I may never know.
“I’ve thought to search for her, just to know what happened but I’ve seen little point in it. If she died, as I assumed, then thats the end of that. If she lives by a different name then it may be impossible to find her. If she lives by her own name, and I do find her, I don’t know if she would even approve of the man I’ve become. A search for her would not necessarily give my children a grandmother, but rather just disappointment one way or another.
“The truth is one reason I occasionally walk the streets of Stormwind is the prayer that maybe I’ll spot a familiar face, or at least someone who knows the name Dawnwing. That maybe I can have that much to be proud of in the elven people. That one person born of Quel’thalas that bares connection to me, that I knew, that doesn’t embody everyting I hate in Quel’thalas. Not that my living sister does but I didn’t grow up with her. Odds are good though, that died when the people of Quel’thalas were betrayed and she became lost among the bodies.”
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eiridiel · 4 years
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Eiridiel as he looks during Entropic Embrace. Due to his connection to the void, rooting itself in sorrow, it is not unusual for Eiridiel to start to slip into his void form when he is particularly upset. 
Art by: https://twitter.com/jackaboi_art
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eiridiel · 4 years
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A Void’s Truth
“If you do not truly wish to know, if you cannot handle the truth of the enemy, then proceed no further. If, however, you wish to genuinely understand the face of the Void then continue. In many respects, many would find what I am about to tell you extremely heretical, and if you wish to disregard them then that is your choice. I only tell you the truth now so that you may be better prepared for what follows. This is my understanding of things, and so I pass it on to you. “No one knows how it began, or why, but the Void is born from Light, and Light born from Void. Their connections are undeniable once you start truly considering things. One of the more prominent areas is how they are wielded and encourage, and that is the realm of powerful emotions. While the Light promotes those emotions we hold most dear, the Void clings to what remains. Where one is Joy, the other is Sorrow. Where one is calls to peace, the other is encourages violence. Where one is Love, the other is Hate. There is but one emotion both extol, and that is zealotry. A devotion so blinding that one may be consumed in Light, or in Void. While day by day, we are taught to embrace and promote the emotions held aloft by the Light, many quickly brush aside those held in Void. Do not be sad, do not be afraid. This happens so often, the only ways we know to deal with these things is to be rid of them, rejecting a very part of ourselves or at least trying to work through it as fast as we can rather than really dealing with them. I cannot blame that, it is seldom Joy that leads to someone forgetting themselves to the point of harm to themselves and others. Fear, on the other hand, has led more than few souls astray in a moment's notice. If you are to walk against the Void, you cannot reject these utterly. That is the weakest shield any man can hold, for the second it is cast aside you are not steeled against what follows. I have begun to understand this all too well. “Emotion is but one facet of the Void though, just as it is but one facet of the Light. The Light promotes an ideal. What ought to be in its vision, and holds that as the path, the truth, the way. The Void holds all paths as equal truth. Some of these paths are very close to our own, bearing much of our truths in them, others are so far removed you may find but a sliver of meaning, and the Void holds them all equally valid. It is this nature that makes it more difficult to deal with than anything else you may have faced. Tell yourself the Void is naught but lies, and that may protect you for a time, but that in of itself is the lie. There are pieces of our truth in its visions, in its whispers, and if you cannot accept that then the moment you find that piece of truth in one then all may come crashing down. You may come to believe them. When you dream of the Void, when you witness it's madness, that is no lie. It is no dream. Everything in its vision is very, very real. If in the Void you see a friend attack you, then it is a version of your friend that attacked you. While normally this distinction holds little meaning, the truth simply being infinitely more troubling, there may come a time you need to understand that fact lest you underestimate what it is you face. You cannot trust your senses fully with it, not because the Void will lie to you, but because it is showing very different truths. “You may reject how similar the forces are, questioning why they react so violently in contact. They are halves in nature, and anything that would bring them together is a contradiction to their states. It is rare there is any concordance between the forces while they remain distinct, like bringing a glowing hot piece of glass against one cold as ice. They are both glass still. “I say all this, but there is one more key matter to remember. You, as most do, must believe that the Void itself is evil, but that is not the whole truth. The Void can be likened to an eternally hungry beast or a raging blizzard. There is no malice in a starving worg, only this one has far more vicious and subtle tools than teeth and claws alone. A blizzard does not mean you ill, but most should not wander into it. Make no mistake, there are evils that dwell in the dark. After all, evil is often done by people who suffer or crave power, and the void is a power that one can wield with one's own pain. There are beings who wish you harm. Beings who's cascading visions of madness want nothing more than to fulfill those truths that would hurt you most of all, to bring them to bare in our existence. That is why one must be exceptionally careful when it comes to the Void where it relates to the Old Gods, for example. “That said though there is also good in the dark. Those who have been careful to manage that beast who wish to help, who have braved the cold. Beings beyond us, such as naaru, in their brush with that state are unlikely to be evil. Aspects of the Void can inspire good in the right hands, such as who we become when we are afraid. Not all opened hands from the void would carry you into madness or death, but face all with caution. “Do understand, none of this is to convince you of the merits of the Void's use. Even being as I am, I would not advocate its use by most. But if you are going to face it, or if you must walk in shadow, then it is better to prepare yourself for the threats to follow. If you hear a beast howl in the night, it may comfort you to tell yourself you imagined it, and you will sleep better for it. You may never come face to face with it, but if you do... Then that thought did nothing to protect you in the end.”
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eiridiel · 4 years
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Sha’tari Bazaar - Neutral Event
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 A tradition born on Draenor, the festive bazaar in Shattrath City was an annual occurrence that began only a few years after the city began to prosper. The proceeds of the bazaar primarily went back to the city itself in order to manage its well-being, expansion, and citizens as well as to aid Auchindoun and Karabor. Though the monetary gain was beneficial, the primary goal was to showcase the craftsmen and artisans of the draenic world, as they would come from every corner of Draenor, even as far as Farahlon, to exhibit and sell their best wares. Though the tradition fell out of favor when the war with the orcs came and has not been hosted since, the draenic orders of Azeroth see a benefit to hosting it once again. Not only to revive an old tradition, but to put the proceeds toward those affected by the war-ravaged Azeroth.
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We’re back for our fifth bazaar! It will take place February 29th @ 5 PST in Outland Shattrath. This is event is a neutral event, and everyone is encouraged to bring their Elixir of Tongues! Invites will be available to pull people to WrA. This season’s event features two side events: a date auction and a Sha’tari Skyguard themed transmogrification contest! Prizes for the transmog contest include (1) 15k gold purse, choice of pet from Battle.net store (2) 10k gold purse (3) 5k gold purse. The date auction will be completely IC, and will feature IC gold!
Sign up for a stall here!
Sign up for the date auction here!
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eiridiel · 4 years
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A couple of valentine’s cards featuring Eiridiel and his eldest Naloona, by: https://twitter.com/Skeblinnart
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