#commander siavash

[undyingembers]

OC Kiss Week - Victoire & Siavash

An OC Kiss Week entry featuring my Rogue Trader Victoire and @dujour13's Siavash. Thank you for letting me do this to him. This was fun.

There are some content tags for this one. Warhammer 40K is very grimdark, and Victoire is...not a nice person. I'm grateful for Dujour for letting me do this to her charcter.

cw: torture mention; shooting mention

Even hours after she put down the little insurrection on Dargonus, Victoire still smelled of blood and gunpowder. Her principal colony was used to a little unrest now and then—people wanting free time, increased pay, and, Emperor forbid, limited working hours. This time was different. This time, the peasants didn’t simply ask for more bread and fewer lashes. There was talk of wanting to create beauty and art and fulfilment in doing what they enjoyed instead of serving the Imperium. Workers shirked their duties to go dance and feast in the hills. Their bad behavior didn’t abate no matter how many lashes they received. Eventually, even the foreman and enforcers put down their whips to go join in the discussions and festivities, encouraged to see the people they oversaw as fellow workers and people. The governor of Dargonus couldn’t keep it under control, so the Rogue Trader had to fly all the way to Mundus Valancius system to deal with it personally.

Victoire put an end to that brutally. She gathered all her armies to gun down the celebrations, had the Drusian priests to deliver sermons on austerity and devotion, and punished everyone who stood in her way.

They were able to put an end to all of this at last. The very last of the agitators held a large bonfire and feast right outside the capital. They even had the nerve to send Victoire an invitation to “see for herself what it was like”. Victoire responded by personally leading a squadron to gun everyone down.

Now, Victoire was in a shuttlecraft with the sole survivor of that massacre. Victoire had expected the chief agitator to be some grand revolutionary inspiring the rabble with speeches and heroics. However, from her reports, it seems that it had happened almost by accident. Some charming stranger had come into one of the bars and chatted and greeted everyone as if he were a friend, playing his music, imagining a world where the patrons there drank for enjoyment instead of getting through the hardship and monotony of the day.  

What she saw now was a broken bird in a cage. The man’s amber-touched yellow hair fell limply around his sallow cheeks. His hazel eyes stared blankly ahead of him. According to Victoire’s officers, he was already like that when they found him, which was partly why Victoire had decided to forgo the usual torture.

Victoire had not meant for this man to survive. It was a miracle that he had. Now everyone he led was dead. She could only imagine how that felt.

“No one was rebelling against you,” the man said in a hoarse broken voice. “We were just getting together. Raising each other up. Enjoying life.”

Victoire gripped this poor fool by the chin and forced him to meet her gaze.

“You should never have crossed me,” said Victoire. Her captive did not resist as she leaned over and planted her red lips on his forehead.

“Things don’t have to be like this,” he said. Odd, even in this broken state, he’s still spouting this nonsense. It was almost as if it were his nature. “Even you don’t have to live in such a miserable world.”

Victoire let go and stepped away before his words could unsettle her even more.

The shuttle dropped them off in a grassy area of the planet Dargonus. The place was riddled with large trees, boulders, and the ruins probably left behind by some xenos that had settled on the planet long before mankind came in. It was a good location to give her prisoner a fighting chance.

The guards dragged him out and uncuffed his wrists. The poor man looked around confusedly.

Victoire cocked her sniper rifle. “I’ll give you an hour’s head start,” she said before taking off in the shuttle again.

#ockiss24 #rogue trader #victoire von valancius #commander siavash #my writing

[dujour13]

The Lark and the Crow - commission by @nurabelmax for my fanfic on AO3

#pathfinder: wrath of the righteous #woljif jefto #commander siavash #fan art #fanfic #i love this so much i'm crying #really recommend this artist #💖💖💖 #pwotr pals

[faepixel]

two beautiful men are about to ruin your day..........😳 do you let them?

🪙x🪙x🪙x🪙

woljif and knight commander sia for @dujour13 !!!

#pathfinder #pwotr #pathfinder: wrath of the righteous #wotr commander #woljif jefto #siavash mirani #aasimar #azata #artists on tumblr #commission #pwotr pals #dujour13 #my art

[arrow90-art]

Siavash and Woljif for you @dujour13 ^^ They are my sunshine too!

Thank you sm for everything!!! I'm so glad to have you as a friend!

#siavash mirani #siavash #friend's oc #woljif #woljif jefto #siavash x woljif #commander x woljif #knight commander #wotr #pathfinder wotr #pathfinder wrath of the righteous #wrath of the righteous #wotr commander #pwotr pals #art #my art #chibi #chibi art

[offsidekineticist]

(I wasn't sure if you were doing these but if so:) 💎💎💎 about Sia from your choice of OC please

I'm always doing these! This one is below a cut because of spoilers for the secret ending (let me know if you'd like a take without the secret ending stuff). Brief reminder that relations between the church of Irori and the church of Iomedae can be frosty because Irori sees the Starstone as cheating (he and his nephew both ascended through achieving perfection without the help of a magic rock).

Qweck's eyes flash in a vicious rage at the mention of Siavash. "That man is no god. He is a mortal playing with stolen powers. He lacks the wisdom and discipline godhood demands. I can name at least a dozen mortals off the top of my head who would be more worthy of godhood than he is, but not a single one would accept such power because they have the wisdom to recognize they are not worthy.

"And as if stealing his own place in the outer planes wasn't enough, he raised ten others with him, none of whom had even come close to proving themselves worthy of such power." Qweck's ears twitch. "Two of those he raised with him were hellknights. He claims to be a god of freedom, but he raised two hellknights. One of whom might have - " she stops herself. She takes a breath to steady herself, face smoothing as she reaches for that Irorian calm she has honed for so many years. "There are people - innocent people - that those men have brutalized and tortured in the name of their cause. And now those people have to live with the knowledge that their tormentors have the powers of the gods. But that's beneath the notice of the Almighty Lark. He's forgiven them, so surely those they've wronged can, too.

"His hubris will be his downfall. Mortals are easily charmed, but the forces he will have to contend with now that he's decided to play at godhood are, in many ways, immutable. He can't placate them with a smile and a song. Diplomatic duplicity will do him no good here. He will fall, and so will the false gods he raised with him. May they enjoy it while it lasts."

#i am just giving up on apologizing for these characters #really what pushes her over the edge from professional distaste to rage is that sia took regill with him #oc: qweck varnaj #friend's oc #oc: siavash mirani #pathfinder wotr #pwotr pals #knight-commander oc #ask game #thanks for the ask!

[thesolemnhour]

💎💎💎 (Sia: lay it on me Ags)

Pink in the face, she exclaims, "Well, he would be near-perfect if he would just quit calling me 'Ags,' for one! You'd think such an established poet would be able to come up with even a marginally more flattering nickname. Alas, it would seem taste is not among his many personal strengths!"

Agria takes a deep breath and smooths down her skirts. "In spite of that deficiency, however, Siavash is a wonderful friend. He just has this energy about him," Agria makes a motion with her hands, but even she doesn't appear to know what she's referring to. "Being around him is like coming up for air when you didn't even realize you were underwater. The relief! No wonder everyone lines up to tell him their secrets!

"He's a true Desnan, and I cannot offer any higher praise. Whatever he's doing, he makes you want to be a part of it. I know some people think he isn't always the most committed, but that's what people like me are for: to help him see it through to the end."

Smiling faintly, Agria says, "Just between the two of us, I'm grateful for the teasing. With Sia, there's always an affection to it, distasteful as it may be. Without you even noticing it, he challenges you, makes you think about things in a way you hadn't before. There's no one quite like him, and I am entirely lucky to know him."

#siavash #as ever: agria is torn wildly between being the number two in command to sia's cult and wondering if this guy might be totally full of shit #its both. duality of man.

[dmagedgoods]

“Like a river flows Surely to the sea Darling, so it goes Some things are meant to be Take my hand Take my whole life, too For I can't help falling in love with you” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yK1KQhp4Xew ~ Duet for guitar and violin: Siavash and Salvadore share a weakness for music and sappy love songs. Siavash belongs to @dujour13​, Salvadore, well, is my terrible boy. (Dujour, a small gift for you. 😁 I threatened I would draw it. I love their friendship so much, you have no idea.) Bonus:

#pathfinder: wrath of the righteous #pathfinder wotr #the knight commander #woljif #daeran arendae #daeran #siavash #friends' ocs #knight commander salvadore #oc: salvadore #my ocs #my art #dmagedart #salvadore & siavash

[jean-dieu]

"Are you sure? You want me to compose a hymn for the crusade with you?"

Lazare looked slightly bewildered, though the faint purple hue on his cheeks was unmistakable: The young tiefling was ecstatic at the request. He had joined the crusade more or less by accident; his involvement in the Andoren army had led him to Mendev, and while he was happy to help, he had struggled to find his place among men and women twice his size in height and muscles. That was what he thought, until he met the Commander.

How and why a bard was designated to be the leader of the crusade were questions that flew way above Lazare's head, but the tiefling had been so glad to find out the Commander was someone like him. A bard. An Andoren. A free-spirited man who'd share his way of thinking.

Suddenly, the young tiefling felt like he was exactly where he needed to be.

"A crusade hymn played by only one bard would be quite pathetic. No, I'd love for you to join me on this little creative adventure," answered Sia with a soft smile curling his lips.

That was more than enough to trigger Lazare's emotional response. The shorter man jumped without warning at Sia's neck, pulling him into a friendly yet heartfelt embrace before kissing him on the cheek. When Lazare finally let Sia free, there was still a joyful gleam illuminating his red eyes and a large grin on his round little face.

"Okay, okay. Alright, I'm in. I have ideas. Plenty of 'em. I even have got the grandest idea brewing in me noggin', a notion fit for the annals of history itself, if ye catch me drift. Picture this: a crusade hymn, a ballad that'll make the very mountains sing and the rivers dance with joy! And the words, oh, the words! They'll speak of our battles, of the brave lads and lasses who fought side by side in this mayhem. They'll sing of courage and resilience, of triumph in the face of adversity, and of the bonds that bind us together as one proud army!'

It was hard to interpret Sia's smile as he watched the young bard. Lazare was making grand gestures to emphasize every detail of his chaotic yet passionate explanation. Sia knew he had set himself up for a whole new adventure, knowing damn well that containing the young tiefling's energy could be a task more delicate than defeating demons, but he also knew his fellow bard would not disappoint in the slightest."

- (Please keep in mind english is not my native language, I tired my best but OH WELL) Lazare Lune-de-Miel and Siavash (@dujour13) for OC kiss week '24 ! Two bards. Two Azatas. Two Desna followers. While it maaay seems a little too affectionate, I guarantee it's only a platonic kiss ! Lazare's just very tactile and kinda over the top.

#my art #ocs #oc #oc: siavash #oc: lazare #pathfinder #pwotr pals #pwotr #pathfinder wotr #wrath of the righteous #wotr #tiefling #pathfinder tiefling #tiefling art #oc kiss week #ockiss24 #original characters #original character #ttrpg art #ttrpg character #ockissweek #ockiss2024

[iwoszareba]

so that diamond ‘thoughts abt your character’ thing. I enjoy writing the clown man so every KC I feel I have decent enough grasp on gets a hot take. 

we are going with Knave as a companion bc that's the easiest option

I'm so sorry if you did not want to hear from him, some of his opinions are real garbage @dujour13 @commander-lariel @turbulentpumpkin43 @silversiren1101 @lairiend @angrygoatwoman @dmagedgoods @offsidekineticist @vulpineix @desnas @cassynite @spyridonya @undyingembers

Siavash

He is disgustingly sweet. And you think to yourself 'I can be a responsible adult and cut my sugar intake' but then you see that cookie box on the table and what are you supposed to do? Not take one? Or two? Or a dozen? I hate him. He is fun.

Lariel

She just radiates fear seemingly unprompted? Someone should get that fixed. For the sake of the crusade or something. Don't look at me, I don't know how nor am I inclined to. If the decision was up to me I would release the storm inside her to see what happens.

Zrise

He is so sour! And angry! Trying to get respect by being the meanest dog in the neighbourhood. But his bite matches his bark so it's all fine. And hey, I'm an honest fellow of honest pleasures so he can bite me any time he wants.

Ariadne

She is a hoot! Not many things in this world more exciting than a good explosion. And she provides those in spades. Surprisingly she also seems to like me? The other shoe will drop eventually I'm sure but for now I can just enjoy what we have.

Mino

I know she has chaos at her core, you can see it leak sometimes and it's glorious. But instead of indulging in it, it's like she's made an oath to try to be boring at all costs. Do you think it's Regill's influence? Can boring rub off on another person? What a terrifying thought.

Agria

This lady is on fire! Metaphorically I mean, I think she may end up burning herself, also metaphorically. But I have to admit I do enjoy watching the flames go higher (metaphorically and literally) so I'm here for it. Look at her go!

Oleander

Don't tell him this, I don't want him to start thinking I'm a possible convert but if I reeeeeeeally had to choose a god to worship it would be Lamashtu. I like to think we monster types have an understanding. Even when he is being all nice like a freak.

Salvadore

I feel like I'm supposed to hate him and I kinda do. Angel man with a stick up his ass. But then he does something unexpected and it's like: woah! Where did that come from? I'm begging you to show me more. I'm at the edge of my seat.

Theoven

Such a funny little guy! Like a cart on the path to a disaster no matter which track he picks. Honestly that's plenty enjoyable. And he has so much emotion in him, he should let loose more often! I can hardly believe he is related to Regill of all people.

Luthais

What a wet blanket of a person. Could you give us a single emotion? No? Okaaaaay I can drag something out of you but I don't think you will like it! Seriously, he is a piece of work. I get that he is doomed by the narrative but he could at least try to be funny about it.

Taro

Have you ever met someone who looks at a wild beast and thinks they can turn it into a friendly critter? I think that's how they look at me and it's extremely funny. But I can play along for a little while, why not. Watch me be the freakiest little azata.

Sparrow

She is like a box locked in a box locked in a box locked… You get the idea. I don't know what's at her core and at this point I'm not sure it's worth the effort. I'm still gonna try to get her riled up whenever possible. What else is there to do?

Kadira

It's comforting to see someone who got fucked up by Areelu just as bad. I think she should get angrier about it but hey. Good for her for having a semblance of emotional stability. Or maybe it's just an act? It would be fun to see her spiral. I mean that affectionately.

Lenarius/Leonosa

Not only is he all prim and proper but he also does not get annoyed easily. I don't know what I'm supposed to do with her! I guess I have to try harder? Really backing me into a corner here. Sigh. Maybe I should just kick back and take it easy.

#pwotr pals #if someone wants to do this for either of my boys feel free to and encouraged but i do not wish to impose #already feeling like a freak tagging everyone #and tumblr didn't let me to tag spyri and embers for some reason pensive emoji #oc: knave #his bias for chaotics is really showing lmao #writing tag

[spyridonya]

I hope it's never too late to throw a baguette 🥖

Send a 🥖 to throw a baguette at my muse.

The long suffering Eagle Watch mage was in the middle of spell preparation when she heard the footsteps. She looked up sharply, slamming her book closed with a word of warning on her tongue before the javelin like baguette sailed across the air before hitting her square in the chest.

The bread bounced off from there and fell into the pool of her skirts. She looks from the baguette to Commander Siavash and sighs, "At the least I'll have something to pair with dinner." And deliberately takes a bite from the bunt end of the bread.

#answered ask #dujour13 #(NEVER!) #(it's never too late to harass kadee with french bread!)

[jules-van-hering]

I was tagged by the lovely @nxposure and actually liked most of the 17 questions that were asked, so let's go! (And thank you, Mof!)

Nickname: Bean, but only one person is allowed to call me by that term of endearment and it's so fucking weird when she calls me by my real name that I immediately get anxious. In another context I have recently been called Bubbles a lot, referring to the powerpuff girl, and I love my Buttercup and Blossom so much. We're fighting the good fight together ✊🏼

Sign: cancer sun, virgo moon, sagittarius rising. Looked that up for funsies once, but don't think about it a lot.

Height: 174cm. No clue what that is in feet.

Last thing I googled: the university degree that I would like to apply for and start next year. It's a psychology program with a focus on society which is exactly the shit I love and also great for wanting to work in political education and campaigning.

Song stuck in my head:

The gay lampshade cowboy gets stuck in my head a lot. I love the pathos, I love the queerness, I love his voice.

Number of followers: 220 apparently. Two more would be a nice milestone :D

Amount of sleep: Seven hours I guess, but it wasn't really refreshing as I fell asleep after crying a lot and then woke up with a headache of course.

Lucky number: Four. It's been my favourite ever since I was little. I was born on a forth and my name starts with the same letter as the number (in my native tongue at least). Two excellent arguments as a kid.

Wearing: layers! Two pairs of socks, a coat, all the shebang. It's snowing!

Movies/books that summarize me: Michael Ende's Momo. It's an awesome children's book that can basically be handed out as anti-capitalist propaganda. My copy always lays beside my bed.

Favourite song:

I can't even put into words what this songs means to me. This is one of my forever favourites and it also is a litmus test for my mental health. When I can't bring myself to sing along with Nina anymore, then I must be doing really bad.

Favourite instrument: the saxophone. In my teens I played the alto-sax and now it's collecting dust in a corner of my room. But you just gotta love the sax's unmatched versatility: it can make you dance, it can make you cry, it can make you horny, the full range of human emotions.

Asthetic: comfy, casual, bright smiles. Quite classic and basic, I guess. Sometimes with a maritime or botanical touch if that makes sense.

Favourite author: I really like Carlos Ruiz Zafón's writing style. Also Naomi Alderman.

Favourite animal noise: the cawing of the crows that we regularly feed peanuts out of our window. It's them telling us we're here and we're hungry and obviously we run at their command

Random: my nails are currently painted black with a glitter top coat. Buttercup brought all his polishes and wanted me to try. Looks cool, but doesn't feel like me, as I usually only wear red

I would like to tag only @tambourineophelia @jentlemansreturn @sweetbibabe and am wishing I could tag Siavash. Instead I'll just think fondly of him and the Iranian revolutionaries and wish for their freedom and wellbeing ❤️

[undyingembers]

A Siavash doll for @dujour13! Getting all the details done was so much fun!

#pathfinder wrath of the righteous #commander siavash #crochet #my art

[dujour13]

Yep. I’m back! A4 for Siavash and Woljif.

A4 "Please, don't leave me now. Not when I need you the most."

Prompts here!

I can’t believe I was stumped on this one for two days. It was so in my face I couldn’t see it?

“What?” Siavash stared at Anevia, in equal parts relieved and stricken. It was impossible not to take it personally. After helping him with the Thieflings, after all their conversations in the command tent, the adorable schemes, the small kindnesses…?

Though he couldn’t say he hadn’t been warned. Five different gangs, and each time one went belly-up, guess who came out smelling of roses. At the sound of a distant scream, he glanced up wide-eyed. Some of the tents were on fire. How—gargoyle arsonists? Gods, what next? A few weeks in, the Fifth Crusade was going belly-up already. History books spoke scathingly of the last three, but this would go down in infamy. He should have hightailed it himself.

“He was headed toward the river.”

“Send a couple of scouts.”

“Respectfully, Commander, no.”

The Respectfully, Commander stung like a slap in the face.

He was in so far over his head he pictured strange sea creatures staring at him accusingly. This was a bit beyond letting his dad down. The shame and guilt made his ears ring. But surely the Queen shared some of the blame for putting someone so lamentably unprepared in this position. He recalled with physical pain his sure, sounds like fun attitude when the Queen raised the idea, not to mention his shock at the realization that she was serious.

So many lives lost. Or worse—carried away to Nulkineth’s nefarious purpose. Dear, steadfast Irabeth. That fresh-faced young priest from Carpenden, Sosiel. Ember, the beggar from Kenabres he had taken under his wing (or was it she who had taken him under her wing, he wondered), that insufferable Arendae. Even the Hellknight Paralictor. Well, that was one gargoyle he didn’t envy.

With everything crashing down around his ears, why was he so worried about one shady tiefling?

Anevia was watching him with narrowed eyes. He had the impression she could read every emotion as it passed through him: guilt, despair, panic… What was next?

The last resort. The only thing he knew how to do.

The radiant smile. “It’ll be fine,” he said, grasping her shoulder.

He turned to Seelah and Lann. “Help gather the survivors. We abandon the camp and march on the Lost Chapel tonight.”

When he looked back—though she was still livid with grief—some light had come back into Anevia’s eyes.

Desna, thank you, at least I can pretend well enough.

At the routed mob of Crusaders gathered around the command tent he raised his most inspirational stage voice: “Hold your positions! Steel yourselves! Are you Crusaders or cowards?”

That would have been the moment to share a sly glance with someone in on the joke, but nothing but grim faces surrounded him. Was one friend too much to ask?

Almost as if she sensed it, Seelah clapped him on the back. “That’s the attitude. They’ll be sorry they ever came here.”

#thanks for the ask!! #pathfinder: wrath of the righteous #commander siavash #my writing #this one ended up being SO fun

[fhitzkespatialart]

Week Five - Artist Research

Jon Barlow Hudson (b. 1945 USA)

Jon Barlow Hudson 'Double Helix' (2008). Stainless steel. 2.4m high and 2.4m wide and 7.5m

Image: https://rs.wescover.com/c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:eco,w_500/v1/wescover-user-uploaded/gbcki8cbfvzjo0d5jqqc

Image: http://www.hudsonsculpture.com/sculpture_usa/double_helix_sculpture_1.html

Jon Barlow Hudson is an American sculptor who designed two large sculptures for the World Expo 88, held in Brisbane.

He works with a multitude of materials for his works including steel, stone, glass, copper, bronze, water and light.

His work 'Double Helix' is displayed outside the Diggs BioScience Building at Wright State University, Dayton, Ohio. It is made up of 38 stainless steel dodecahedra (a 10 sided prism) welded together in two independent strands.

It is large enough to walkthrough and is a figurative depiction of a Double Helix strand, related to genomics, it is the physical structure of DNA. In relation to the site, the sculpture correlates directly to BioScience.

Hudson's use of identical dodecahedrons creates a repetition of design as it curls along its plane. The stainless steel is polished in a circular manner which also lends to the stylised twist of a double helix.

The negative space between the helix provides an interval between the two strands and the tail ends supporting the weight of the work give balance to the large structure.

The scale of the work is 2.4m high and 2.4m wide and 7.5m in length.

References:

Website: http://www.hudsonsculpture.com/sculpture_usa/sculpture_usa.html

Website: https://www.sculpturecenter.org/oosi/items/show/1506

Tudor, W. (1998). Jon Barlow Hudson: Standing Firm in Ritual. Iss 21(2). P 38. Columbus: Dialogue Inc.

Siavash "Siah" Armajani (b. 1939 Iran, d. 2020 USA)

Bridge Over Tree (in Brooklyn, NY) (1970). Timber and shingles. 27.3 metres long.

Image: https://media.architecturaldigest.com/photos/5cfec0bbb451b3bf601addbc/master/w_1920%2Cc_limit/GettyImages-1128984358.jpg

Siavash "Siah" Armajani is an Iranian-born American sculptor, he is well known for his outdoor sculptures.

His work 'Bridge Over Tree' was installed in Minneapolis in 1970 and not again until 2019 in New York. It is constructed of timber trusses and a shingled roof and has a set of stairs in the centre that crosses over the top of a small evergreen tree.

The sculpture was designed to force complete strangers to pass, interact, and cooperate with one another when passing the centre of the structure.

The stairs come to a point, with no landing and so this means that those climbing the stairs will need use of both their arms and legs to commandeer it.

The repetition of the cross barred trusses creates a look of uniformity and safety. The structure appears solidly built and provides safe passage.

The interruption of the point on the walkway creates an interval for the design, a pause in its continuation, and certainly a point of interest with the evergreen tree beneath it.

The site here is significant as the work was only ever once on display and at the time in 1970, it was not seen as a work of art.

This prominent location for Armajani in Brooklyn, NY means that the work will be passed through and appreciated by hundreds of thousands of people.

Its physical construction also mirrors some elements of the other bridges located in New York City and the work assimilates well into this environment.

References:

Website: https://www.publicartfund.org/exhibitions/view/siah-armajani-bridge-over-tree/

Website: https://www.architecturaldigest.com/gallery/11-most-fascinating-public-sculptures

Masters, H. (2020). Siah Armajani. Iss15. P66. Art AsiaPacific Almanac.

McGrath, K. (2019). Siah Armajani Restages His Seminal Political Work at the Base of the Brooklyn Bridge. Architectural Digest.

[arrow90-art]

Two extroverts asked the old dragon introvert to babysit Aivu. The battle was already won before they even asked. <3

The Lark, azata Knight-Commander Siavash Mirani (he/him) belongs to @dujour13; and my OC couple Rimerock (the dragon, he/him) and Larksharius (the scholar, they/them)

Our larks finally met! I so love them both!!! Also my apologies to Sia. Ri with horns is over 2 meters tall and cold❄️....;3

#oc: larksharius #oc: rimerock #ship: alrakis #friend's oc: siavash #aivu #my art #art #pathfinder #pathfinder oc #pathfinder art #pathfinder wotr #pathfinder wrath of the righteous #wotr #pf wotr #wrath of the righteous #chibi art #chibi #ttrpg oc #ttrpg art #ttrpg #fantsy art #fantasy art #fantasy #oc art #oc #silver dragon #dragon #wotr commander

[offsidekineticist]

If Theo has any thoughts to share💎💎💎

Oh, yes, Theo has thoughts. I feel kinda bad because I think this says more about Theo than it does about Sia...but I think, unless Sia went out of his way to be vulnerable, this is probably what Theo would think of him.

Sia is really great at...well...everything. I mean, we both use art to make our companions stronger, but I just yell at them and make them angry. He actually inspires people with his music. And he adapted to being crusade commander with such grace - he stepped into the role so smoothly, you know it never even crossed Galfrey's mind to send him a passive aggressive letter implying all his troops died because he was a showboating glory-hound. I mean, of course not - he's a good Knight-Commander, just by being himself. He didn't have to become someone or something else to do the job. He was already enough.

And he knows it, too! He's got this confidence - this swagger. Like, he walks into a room, and all eyes are on him, and he knows it. And he just eats it up! It doesn't throw him off or anything cuz he's Sia. Of course all eyes are on him. And then stuff goes wrong, and he just rolls with it and improvises and...it works! Somehow! Because he's Sia!

But....yeah. He...he's great, and...I mean...he does a lot of things that are kind of like what I do, so...it's really easy to tell he's really good at it. Like...really good at it. Yeah. And I....yeah. Yeah, Sia's great. Even if he is Andoren.

#oc: theoven derenge #pathfinder wotr #knight-commander oc #pwotr pals #ask game #friend's oc #siavash #I think Theo sees Sia as who he wishes he was #The two are similar enough #That Theo can't help but compare himself to Sia #But he only sees what Sia's willing to show the world #While he knows his own failings very well #So...Sia wins #And now Theo is too intimidated to get to know Sia well enough to see his flaws