#seraanna

[longveil]

No, Seraanna didn't dress up for Hallow's End. Why do you ask?

Maybe you ought to let her enjoy her book and wine in peace...

(repost of a commission from @yuxingart – Happy Halloween!)

#seraanna #hallows end #longveilart #yuxingart #warcraft #void elf #spooky

[longveil-ffxiv]

What brings you to the lost and found, dear? Won’t you pull up a seat? Everybody got a price ‘round here to play Make me an offer, what will it be? Oh-oh, what will it be? Welcome to the playground, follow me Tell me your nightmares and fantasies Sink into the wasteland underneath Stay for the night, I’ll sell you a dream

Bea Miller, Playground

#lyrics #aesthetic #seraanna

[annadia-thorn]

Aralya'diel

The clipper Aralya’diel cut a sharp profile moored at the docks below Paw’don village; her lines and craftwork showed the vessel as one from Suramar’s shipyards, although the cut of her sails, for those with an eye, bore the influence of Quel’thalas. A lanky figure with long tusks and a shock of upright hair stood on the forward decks, a three-fingered hand held over his eyes as he peered towards the village above.

“‘ey, Cap’n Tightpants,” the troll called out, “I tink dat be your sister comin’.”

Annadia ducked out of the clipper’s aftcastle, adjusting a tricorn hat adorned with a nigh-ridiculous feather to just the right rakish angle. Black leather pants, fitted closely enough to earn the troll’s epithet, were tucked into knee-high cavalier boots buckled close around her calves, the outfit topped with a bishop-sleeved loose linen shirt left dangerously unbuttoned and secured only by an elaborately embroidered half-corset.

All the ensemble required were her blades and pistols but those? Those remained below decks. The conditions of Paw’don's dockmaster were strict, and the local Pandaren had not forgotten the memory of what had once been Garrosh’ar Point.

“Yeah, that’s Seraa,” the sin’dorei agreed, walking across the deck to join the troll at the clipper’s forecastle. The distant figure was making her unhurried way along the winding path from the village to the docks, followed by a shadow far darker than could be accounted for by the springtime sun. “I’m surprised you remember her. And Ko’jin - you’re gonna have to stop calling me that when we get a full crew.”

Annadia gave him a sidelong look, golden eyes narrowing as the troll burst out in laughter.

“Only when you stop dressin’ like de covah o’ some cheap trash book,” the lanky troll retorted after his laughter subsided, “or mebbe you be plannin’ for an early Hallow’s End, eh?” His broad smile, echoed by Annadia a breath later, dulled the sharp edges of their banter.

She lifted a lazy hand with one finger extended in a near-universal gesture. “Let me have it, huh? It’s fun to play the part. We’re still breaking her in,” Anna patted the carved railing, “and I’ve been dreaming of my own ship since I was little. Besides…”

She checked the cinch of her waspie and adjusted her bosom emphatically, “If they’re distracted by my tits, they won’t see how blind we’re stealing them.” Her grin grew sly, long brows raised with hints of salacious intent.

“If it’s larceny on ya mind, you gon be needin’ more den dose baps,” Ko’jin snorted with mock derision, only to wince and move away from the punch Annadia aimed at his arm. “Spirits, ya be abusin’ yer crew already! Fine cap’n you gonna make.”

Annadia huffed an exaggerated pout of aggrievement before looking back along the path. Her sister was near halfway from the village, close enough that Annadia waved and shouted a greeting, the shadowed figure raising a hand in silent response.

A nudge from Ko’jin pushed Annadia in the direction of the gangplank. “You go’wan an’ meet her. Ghaz won’ be back from Two Moons ‘til mornin’, an’ I still gotta finish wit’ inventory in de hold.” He considered Anna for a moment, “You still tink settin’ aside dat space be a good idea?”

“…Yeah. I got a feeling.” She gave a curt nod, still looking towards Seraanna’s approach and waving again. “This time.”

“Best t’be trustin’ a captain’s hunches, ‘den. Mebbe I’ll stop in t’greet you an’ her after y’both had some time for catchin’ up.”

“Captain.” A pleased smirk. “I still like the sound of that. Don’t lose yourself in the hold, or all the wine’ll be gone by the time you’re out.”

“An’ here you be tinkin’ I didn’t lay in extra.” Ko’jin made a shooing gesture. “Now git, ‘fore she boards an’ takes de helm while we’re jawin’.”

Annadia flipped the bird at him again and left, boots clacking along the gangplank as she debarked. Ko’jin watched, the troll‘s thick fingers worrying a dull amulet worn about his neck until he saw the two sisters - sin’dorei and ren’dorei - meet in an embrace still a hundred-odd yards from the docks. Only then did he make his way belowdecks.

"Dreamer be walkin’ again..."

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mentions: @longveil

Ko'jin & Ghaz have appeared in: Old Bindings (Seraanna, flashback) and Extinguished (Kyuusei)

#thornstories #annadia thorn #seraanna longveil #ko'jin and ghaz #old NPCs #| Masks |

[asherlin]

Current Characters

These are the characters I currently play and write for, all of whom can be found in Final Fantasy XIV on Mateus, Crystal Data Center.

If you're looking for my retired WoW OCs, they're here.

Serai Querel - @serai-querel, https://serai-querel.carrd.co

“Our father’s smile and mother’s fierceness. She carries them both.”

Daughter of the Qerel tribe, made in Nhaaama’s image for war. Serai left the Azim Steppe in her teens for the hustle and bustle of Kugane. Years later, that same wanderlust drew the young woman west - across Thavnair and Ala Mhigo to Eorzea - where she’s found herself in the company of mummers, heretics, warriors, and scholars. Bright and optimistic, Serai is an easily-underestimated pugilist of surprising ferocity; but more recently she's been seen carrying a red mage’s rapier and focus - and journeys regularly to Yedlihmad to meet with her “teacher.”

(art by @minoruru)

Seraanna Longveil - @longveil, https://longveil.carrd.co

“She has the delicate air of a person made of glass, knowing that once broken, glass can cut you worse than the sharpest knife.”

A young, fey midlander of Gridania, Seraanna and her mother Aralya were thought lost after the Garlean invasion that ended at the Battle of Silvertear Skies, over fifteen years past. In the confusion of the Final Days, a woman of that name registered herself alone among the refugees at Radz-at-Han. Her hair the color of ash and her voice soft and broken, she haunted the city’s alchemists before accepting travel to Eorzea. Seraanna now seems to move freely, almost randomly, between the Eorzean city-states, often visiting the less reputable of markets and shoppes. Shadows follow in her wake.

(art by @yuxingart)

Annadia Thorn - no links, currently

“All sharp blades and silver tongue.”

Annadia was born in the Black Shroud, the miqo'te Keeper chafing under the hunt marks enforced by the Gridanian Trapper’s League. Yet she was among the most skilled hunters of her tribe, with a brash demeanor to match. Differences with the Gridanians were set aside to fight the Garleans at Cartenau, and Annadia was among those few who survived Bahamut’s rampage after the red moon fell. She emerged from the battlefield's carnage carrying a Doman sword which she claimed to have taken from a fallen Garlean praefect. Five and more years later, Annadia has yet to return to the Shroud - instead hiring her skills out for coin and fancy. The Doman sword, she still wears at her side.

#new pinned #for new year #serai querel #seraanna longveil #annadia thorn

[bamicommissions]

FFXIV commission for @maxtartethepoptart, Max and Seraanna.

Seraanna belongs to @longveil .

#ff14 #FFXIV #Final Fantasy XIV #Final Fantasy 14 #commission #fullbody commission #fullcolored commission #cel shaded commission

[maxparkhurst]

Fuck, Marry, Kill: Seraanna, Kevyn, Kat

A fissure in the Alchemist's manicured demeanor manifested by way of a perked brow. Her smile twitched upwards, revealing a flash of teeth as she barked a laugh. It was void of humor. “That… Is very bold of you to ask.” She settled back in her seat, resting her chin against steepled fingers. Several nods followed before she expelled a sigh. “Mister Thornrough is a generous man. Our conversations have been pleasant.” Her gaze narrowed for a brief moment before she waved off whatever thought lingered on her tongue. “Marry.” 

Then her gaze danced off to the side; focused on how the shadows cleaved to the wall. She clicked her tongue. “Seraanna knew this world long before I was even a glimmer in anyone’s eye. And she will know it long after I’m gone. Such an unfortunate truth.” Her smile turned wistful. “But I should like to dance with her again.  For I preferred the taste of truth over honeyed lies.” 

Max brought her attention forward once more. Her brow dipped in a momentary furrow, “Which leaves kill for the Director.” She wagged a finger, “But don’t share that with her.”

Thanks for the ask @damien-ward!

#asks and prompts #max musings

[caedun]

@longveil , in “designated driver” and “I need a drink” variations. Working on my sub-pixel animation game for more subtle movements.

I accidentally added an additional colour but I like how it looks so you can’t stop me.

#art #digital art #pixel art #pixel animation #seraanna #void elf #ren'dorei #World of Warcraft #WoW #WoW Art #World of Warcraft Art

[khazdorum-stonesplitter]

Searchers

Khazdorum looked over the crowd milling about in the briefing room in Sinfall. Venthyr Hopebreakers and huntsmen and enforcers looked at him with varying levels of enthusiasm and interest as they milled about and talked amongst themselves. He looked away from their grey faces, a shade not far from his own complexion, to look at the pamphlet in his hands. The parchment bore a rough illustration of a shapely Ren’Dori in robes and the name  Seraanna Longveil. He’d promised Tyra’s friend Sam he’d look into her disappearance where it might concern Revendreth. A promise made, to Khazdorum, was a promise to keep. And so he stood before the Court of Harvester’s finest trackers and huntsmen. To loose the Gargons. To set the searchers.

The Mad Duke at  his side called the room to attention.

“I must beg your attention, my dear companions! The good mortal by my side needs no introduction, of course. A Maw Walker, and one of our own by oath and action, the most splendiferous Count Khazdorum is to set you to purpose, as I must set myself to... TEA!”

Khazdorum shook his head, amused and, if he was honest, charmed by Theotar in every interaction they’d ever had. So much so that he’d voluntarily bound himself spiritually to him. He was a good man, provided one kept him on track.

“Thank ya, Duke Theotar. The purpose, like everything else in Revendreth, is simple in concept, but complex an’ exactin’ in practice. There may be a livin’ mortal kept against her will in Revendreth.” He holds up the parchment. “This Ren’Dorai lass was abducted under exceedin’ly strange circumstances, an’ may be being kept here. The Ren’dorai are a recent development in Azeroth, an’ frankly there should no be many of them here legitimately, aside from other Maw Walkers like m’self. Ye are ta search for her, and if her safety cannae be guaranteed, ye are ta report ta me or Duke Theotar. She is NOT ta be harmed. She’s here outside of our normal rules, our jurisdiction. She is no ta be harvested or drained in any way or manner.” His voice became quite cold, and the ambient temperature of the room dropped to match.

“I... trust ye understand th’ consequences should I find she was treated otherwise. Ye’ve come sae far, th’ lot of you. Proof that th’ system works. That redemption fer th’ wicked is a real thing. It’d be a cryin’ shame ta spoil all that good work, aye? Eternity is long. Eternity entombed in ice? Unthinkably long. Have I made myself clear, lads an’ lasses?”

There was a smattering of assenting answers from the crowd, but their expressions told a saga. They understood it was not good to cross the archmage standing in front of them.

“Good. My valet Higgins is providin’ ya with copies of this paper, with her description. You’ve yer tasks. Be about. it. If she’s here, I’ve faith th’ lot of you will find her. A thousand drams of anima t’ be split among the ones who find her, and fifty anima infused rubies ta yer gargons. Off with ye!”

He watched them disperse. A promise made, a promise kept, he thought. I remember most of it, Mama. I keep to most of it. He touched the jade hanging from his neck. Where I can, how I can.

He hoped it would be enough for Miss Longveil.

@longveil @tyra-greydawn

#moon guard #seraanna #tyra

[kyuusei-shadowleaf]

Of course I send it after someone else sends it but before you post it...💬: Write a banter between two of your muses. (Bonus: Sender chooses which muses)

Sorry, Tyra!

I'm afraid I'm going to be lazy, so instead I'll point you to this exchange between Seraanna and Annadia in the cliffs above Suramar, just after Seraa had completed a successful business proposition to Baron Laneval Karfost last year... (@lanerakes)

#banter #seraanna #annadia #still having trouble writing #so you get older stories

[easternkingdomer]

"!" for Seraanna, because of course.

“Seraanna, the one who hears and listens even more. She is a powerful individual cloaked in grace and wisdom. She is a wonderful conversational companion and her silence I also find informative. I enjoy her company when we meet.”

@longveil

#vorain #seraanna #he does think quite highly of her

[antiquated-dust]

[Caption written by: @asherlin / @longveil]

“The small hours in Kugane, the markets shuttered and all reputable merchants long since departed for the evening. And yet there she was, the masked peddler of vials and elixirs, found perched upon one of the high spans. Her companion, quiet and ashen-haired, emerged from the shadows only briefly - joining the peddler for soft-spoken words before both departed into the night. What they spoke of, what they shared, even the closest ear could not discern. But their shared laughter echoed along the cobbles of Rakuza all the same...” ​

#Just them doing HGS #ffxiv gpose #screenshots #peddlers and shadows #Max Parkhurst #Seraanna Longveil

[longveil]

Library: Chronology

[ The Morgan Library - New York City. Mariusz Lopusiewicz ]

Since Fall of 2020 I've ignored Seraanna's Chronology page, where I try to apply a little order to all the stories I've written for her. And, truly, I wrote a frightful number of shorts and vignettes for her - even taking my hiatus from WoW (July 2021 - Feb 2023) into account.

No more.

The Chronology is updated and shiny, with neglected fics, collabs, arcs, and more recent fics written since I came back to these characters. A first step to getting back into writing that's languished since the New Year. I'm either calling January a bye month, or declaring fiction bankruptcy (well, not bankrupt - there are discord scenes waiting for me with extraordinary patience).

Yes, I'm also the kind of person who cleans their desk before writing. How did you know?

#i should be writing #seraanna #chronology #does anyone care but me? #probably not #but organizing your stuff is self care in my book

[longveil-ffxiv]

[ Photo by engin akyurt on Unsplash ]

#source: unsplash #inspo #seraanna longveil

[vargonautic]

Full body commission of @longveil‘s oc Seraanna <3 Thank you so much for commissioning and supporting me! She/her for this character please :)

#a babey #an cutey #:') #seraanna longveil #elalavelladigitalart #commission #wow #world of warcraft #void elf

[asherlin]

Retired Characters

After a long time and many words written, I left WoW roleplay in mid-2021. While some of my OCs might be re-interpreted in other settings, they aren't continuations. For the foreseeable future, these characters are retired.

Kyuusei Shadowleaf

World of Warcraft, MG-A & WRA-A @kyuusei-shadowleaf​

Cenarion Druid, a child of Ashamane, Kyuusei was a Night Elf often at war with her own nature - and who wished, more than anything, to find the embrace of home. Not just the place, but home of the soul. She's semi-retired to a cottage in Val'sharah, shared with a druidess named Alania, a sapling teldorei, and a sleeping emerald dragon in a nearby meadow. Her epilogue is here.

Seraanna Longveil-Morrowsun

World of Warcraft, MG-A & WRA-A @longveil-morrowsun​

Seraanna Longveil, Marquess of House Morrowsun, found herself pressed by need and adversary almost to her unmaking, but emerged instead a sibyl of the Void’s myriad truths. The ren'dorei has left her apartment that once overlooked Stormwind Harbor and is now rumored to have taken up residence on the grounds of the Temple of the Jade Serpent, where she practices calligraphy, dances with a fox, and listens. Her coda is here.

Annadia Thorn-Morrowsun

World of Warcraft, MG-A @annadia-thorn​

The younger daughter of Morrowsun, Annadia wields blades and sheds blood as easily as her dear sister Seraanna twists Shadow. Apprenticed among the cartels of Murder Row, Annadia flirts with darkness and gives allegiance to none - save for her undying love for the last living remnant of her family. She now flits from place to place, rarely seen long, more shadow and rumor than fact. Her coda is shared with her sister.

Tavarres Stagheart

World of Warcraft, MG-A @tavarres​

Old beyond reckoning with calm patience to match, the hermit’s son was driven from his mountain by Cataclysm only to find a Grey Path laid by one even older than himself. Only a few voices among the capricious and short-lived ever truly caught his ear. Perhaps he's returned to Stonetalon, or found interest in ancient lands that make him feel young again.

“So practiced and poised, but beneath it he is ready to snap your neck in an instant. He is hiding something.” – Mozelle Deliond

#kyuusei #seraanna longveil #annadia thorn #tavarres #serai querel #wow rp #ffxiv roleplay #mateus

[pettyelves]

8/20/19 Character Updates

Art by Rassek

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Name  → Eilithe Duskbringer Nicknames  → Ei’lithene (only family knows this), Lith, Lithy, E Age → 5- 6,000 ~ Race  → Kaldorei Eye Color  → Left: Dark Grey Right: Silver Hair →  Thick and curly midnight black hair that, reaches her belt line. Typical hairstyle → Down, Half-Up/Half-Down, Braid Height → 6′0 Body Type →  Toned, filled-in Distinguishing Marks →

FAVORITES

Color → Black, Green Food → Dumplings Literature → Poetry, Non-fiction Expressions → Scowl Quote → “Get fucked.” Expletive(s) (swears) → Literally nothing is off-limits Mode of transportation → The Vengeance, Shal’Khan the saber, portals

HABITS

Smokes → Yes, to excess Drinks → Often Worst bad habit → Entertaining fuckery, poor choice in men, short-tempered Quirks → Loads, from talking to herself, to pacing holes in the floor, to bouncing her foot when she is seated.

BACKGROUND

Homeland →   Feralas, Kalimdor Type of childhood → Mostly happy First memory → Following her mother around the village Most important childhood event that still affects him/her → The ‘death’ of her parents Religion and/or religious views and/or tendencies → As a child, she like most Kaldorei exclusively worshipped Elune while she still has faith in Elune, Eilithe practices voodoo and is devout to her loa. Job → All children raised by the Shal’Thera are given daily chores

FAMILY

Mother  → Meridianna Duskbringer,estranged Father → Valdinel Stormsinger, deceased Siblings → Birth order: An’Set Duskbringer, Saeron Duskbringer Spouse →  @kurel-andiel​ Children → Threshad Duskbringer (16), Eilonwy Duskbringer (7), Karkah An’Diel (9), Xavier Sunshadow (An’Diel) (20), Jam’Voree Clawmane (10)  Extended family → Endessa Duskbringer (Lu’Cerne), Grandmother. Elsennia Stormsinger, Aunt (deceased), Elonne Duskbringer, Uncle. @revthepunchbear​, Sister-in-law. Dianesh Shadowsun, sister-in-law

CHILDREN

Are all children with the same partner →  No, none of her children are birthed from the same father, but Kurel claims them with the expection of Jam. Eilithe co-parents (non-romantic) with @ferilclawmane​ How does character relate to his/her child(ren) → Tough, but kind. Which child is character’s favorite → She would argue she loved them all the same. Is relationship with children good → Yes! Is relationship with children important to character → The most important.

OCCUPATION

Where does character work → Arbiter of the Sun Speaker Council, Dead Sun Harbor Relationship with co-workers → Usually good Like his/her job → Most days

ATTITUDE

Greatest fear →  The Unknown Worst thing that could happen to him/her → Death of one of her children Character is most at ease when → Kurel is home, Everyone is happy and making money Most ill at ease when → Literally anything goes wrong. Priorities → In order, Children, Kurel/The family of Dead Sun, Money, everyone else Philosophy →  Ya’Til-Anath- basically ‘remember that you will die, so you must live well,’ How s/he feels about self → In the words of an 8-ball ‘Outlook is grim’ Past failure s/he would be embarrassed to have people know about → Any time she fails or ‘loses’ to an enemy Daredevil or cautious → Depends on the situation Biggest regret → Entertaining the ideas of a madman Biggest accomplishment → Building Dead Sun Minor accomplishments → Not dying

PERSONALITY

Greatest source of weakness in character’s personality → Giving too many chances/too loyal and being SUPER quick to anger Character’s soft spot → Children Biggest vulnerability → Her own children Which of the 7 deadly sins does character fight → Wrath, Pride, and sometimes Lust Which of the 7 virtues does your character have → Liberality, Diligence, and sometimes Kindness Greatest source of strength in character’s personality → Out of sheer stubbornness and pettiness, she never quits.

TRAITS

Optimist or pessimist → Pessimist Introvert or extrovert → Ambivert Drives and motivations → Cause, followed by coin Talents → Mastery of swords, daggers, and thrown weapons Extremely skilled at → Manipulation Extremely unskilled at → Managing her own mental health Good characteristics →  Loyal, soft-hearted, fierce, social justice advocate Character flaws → Ill-tempered, mood swings Mannerisms → Varies from crowd to crowd.

SELF-PERCEPTION

One word character would use to describe self →  Pissed One paragraph description of how character would describe self → An angry elf who spends more time dodging knives and bullets as of late than actually being a productive member of society. She is tired and just wants to crawl into bed for several weeks. What does character consider best physical characteristic → Eyes or Ass/chest What does character consider worst physical characteristic → Various scars How character thinks others perceive him/her → Attractive- but a bit rough.

INTERRELATION WITH OTHERS

Strangers → Depends on the stranger, usually it goes okay. Friends → Well, she’s enjoying the people she’s around now Wife/Husband/Love → Strong and happy, which should probably be concerning. Children → Two thumbs wayyy up  Co-workers → 8/10 Protagonist → Yes. Antagonist → ……..Also, yes.

GOALS

Immediate goal(s) → Stop Moonsong’s construction of The Sun-Eater  Long range goal(s) → 1] Kill Moonsong, 2] Marry @kurel-andiel​ How does character plan to accomplish goal(s) → Very carefully How will other people around character be affected → Hopefully via showers of coin and being a lot safer

PROBLEMS/CRISIS

How character react in a crisis (calm/panic/etc.) → Depends on the crisis, if it is tangible, cool as a cucumber How does character face problems → Head-on if it is tangible, avoidance if it is emotional How does character react to NEW problems →   Poorly. Who wants more problems? How does character react to change → Varies, but usually poorly.

GENERAL

Jewelry → Various hoops and ear deco, an anklet on her left ankle Other accessories → Daggers and shortswords Where does character live → Duskbringer Manor’ in Dead Sun Harbor Spending habits (frugal, spendthrift, etc) → Depends, but she’s doin’ alright. What does s/he do too much of → Deal with bullshit Most prized possession → The Vengeance a galleon given to her by @kurel-andiel, an anklet given by Kurel as well, The daggers she stole from her mother Does character like animals → Indifferent Any pets → Shal’Khan, a black saber Cat the cat, a cat. 

#shoutout to Seraanna Longveil for reminding me this shit needs doin' #profile