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eiraonfroi · 3 years
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A piece I made for a prompt event in @wanderingmagician613's discord server!
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Just wanted to say...
Happy Birthday to @eiraonfroi!!!!! You’re a wonderful, funny, beautiful human  and I’m so lucky to have met you and to be able to call you my MC. I hope your birthday is everything you hope for it to be, because you deserve it! Thank you for being you. Thank you for picking me to be your Asra. Thank you for loving me as I love you. Thank you for being in my life. Happy Birthday, Princess!
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ask-the-narcana · 4 years
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ASK RAID!!!!!! ALL OF YOU. FAVORITE VINE?
Oh wow! We’re so sorry this took so long to answer, but coordinating blog-wide answers can be difficult at times ;-; Better late than never, though! ~ Eira
Asra: “We actually have the chip reader now-” Julian: “I guess it costs more to...” Lucio: “GHOST CREDIT!” Aisha: “LET’S GO” Ilya: “That’s got to be the best pirate I’ve ever seen.” Valdemar: “It’s not water.”
Eira: “Michael with a B” Gezi: Lawn Mower Vine Ehlii: Guy Falling Out Of Tree Vine Monacer: “Road work ahead???” Lykaois: “It is Wednesday, my dudes.” Oddie: Lollipop Snake Vine Kyoko: “Will the owner of the lime green Honda...” Regis: “Let me see what you have...” Neve: “We going to McDonalds if I don’t do my work?”
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Ilya: Why is Asra crying?
Eira: He’s drunk.
Ilya: Okay, but why is he crying?
Eira: He found out I’m married.
Ilya: For the love of--he’s literally your husband.
( @eiraonfroi @wanderingmagician613)
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eisraship · 5 years
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Just some Eisra angst I felt like diving into because it’s 5am and I can’t sleep
Asra made his way back to Vesuvia for the first time in quite awhile. Arriving at the shop where he lived with his beloved Eira, he took a deep breath before opening the door with slight hesitation. He was excited to see her again, that was a fact, however they hadn’t been on the best of terms when he had left in the first place...
“Eira? Uh, I’m home,” he called out in the empty shop. After a few moments of silence, he softly sighed. “Eira, I know you’re probably still mad at me, and I don’t blame you, but can we just try to talk it out? Please? There’s something I need to tell you...”
Again, he was met with only silence. With a sinking feeling in his gut, he walked up the stairs to the room they often shared, but he was met with a half-made bed in an empty bedroom. Embarrassment burned at his cheeks as he realized he had been apologizing to an empty shop this entire time.
“Maybe she’s just gone to the market,” he told both himself and his familiar. “We’ll wait here for her.”
An hour passed.
Then two.
It was nearly three hours past when he has begun waiting and he was starting to worry. Actually, he had been worried ever since he had left her behind, but this was different. This didn’t feel right. He knew she had stayed in Vesuvia to help find a cure for the plague, but her work wouldn’t take all day... would it?
Deciding to investigate while he waited for her, he went to the market to speak with the person he knew could tell him where she was - Selasi. The baker greeted him with as broad of a smile someone in the midst of a plague could give.
“Asra! You’ve returned,” he said with both joy and concern. “What brought you back?”
“Well,” Asra hesitated at first and then promptly spilled all the details to Selasi, telling him about his inner turmoil, his missing Eira, everything. He had trusted Selasi with a lot in the past, so why not this? “Speaking of Eira... any idea where she is?” he asked hopefully.
Selasi’s usually cheerful expression saddened. “You haven’t heard? They took Eira to the Lazaret.”
“They what???”Asra’s heart began to pang with worry. He pressed Selasi for more information, silently praying that it wasn’t what it sounded like but unfortunately, that was all the baker could tell him.
With this troubling information stuck in his mind, he dropped Faust off at the shop, then rushed to the docks and set out for the Lazaret. The closer he got to the island, the further his heart sank.
Maybe she’s just positioned at the hospital there, he thought as he tried to calm his fears. I’m probably worrying about nothing.
As soon as his boat hit the shore, he vaulted out of it and began looking for her. The island was bigger than he had expected it to be while standing on it. It wasn’t a small island by any means - it was hard to miss while looking from the docks of Vesuvia in daylight, but the size was still surprising. Perhaps it would take longer to find her than he had originally thought.
The white haired magician searched for about fifteen minutes before remembering the compass that was in his satchel. Ilya had always thought it was broken since it didn’t point North, but in truth, it was magical and could lead you to wherever and whatever your heart desired. His heart had always desired Eira, though, which could confuse directions in some situations.
No sooner had he pulled out the compass than the needle swirled before setting itself on a target - Eira.
He ran in the direction it was leading him, running around trees and through shrubbery that was in his way. He ran and ran until he could feel he was close, then looked around at where the compass had wanted him to stop. Nothing. Nothing at all. No people, no buildings, nothing.
“Eira?” he called out, hoping she was close enough to hear. “EIRA?”
Asra sat down in the sand and tossed the compass onto the ground with a huff. He then fished a small, shiny object out of his pocket; a dainty ring that he had gotten for her during one of his adventures.
“Where are you?” he ran a frustrated hand through his curly, white hair and glanced back at the compass.
His frustration turned to curiosity when the compass needle shifted to point at a specific spot in the sand. To confirm this, he moved the compass around to see if it would maintain this destination, and it did.
He felt as if he had been punched in the gut as he realized what this meant. Eira, the girl he loved, the girl he had longed to wake up next to ever since he had left, the girl he wanted to someday start a family with, was dead.
“No,” he breathed. “No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Eira. This can’t be true. This can’t be true.”
He began to dig at the spot with his bare hands, frantically, brokenheartedly. As his eyes began to fill with tears, he dug. As those tears began to fall, he dug. Even as his hands began to bleed, he still dug. 
And then he found them.
Eira’s bones.
A choked sob escaped him as he gingerly picked up her skull and looked at it through the blur of tears. He didn’t even have to wonder if it was truly her. The whisper of her magic that radiated from it was proof enough.
He rested his forehead against it and closed his eyes. “Eira, I... I’m so sorry,” was all he managed to say before he began sobbing; his heart thoroughly shattered.
All this time that he had been away, he had thought of her. He had thought of her emerald eyes that sparkled at the mention of adventure, of her contagious laugh, of the taste of her lips that time they had kissed when they were teenagers, of the way she would hum to herself as she cooked. He had thought of everything that made her her. Everything he loved about her. It was what brought him back in the first place.
When he was finally able to pull himself together, or at least to the best of his ability, he gathered what bones of hers he had found and placed them into his satchel.
She wouldn’t want to be buried on this god-forsaken island, he knew. And with a heavy, broken heart, he made his way back to Vesuvia.
Eira? Faust inquired when he entered the shop again.
“She’s... she’s not coming tonight, Faust,” he wearily replied. “It’s just the two of us.”
The once excited snake slithered over an gave him an affectionate squeeze, realizing he needed a hug. When not even a Faust squeeze got a smile out of the magician, she looked around for something that could. That was when she found a note that had been left, the handwriting undoubtedly Eira’s. She knew Eira always made him happy, so she brought it over to Asra and set it in front of him with a happy wag of her tail.
Eira!
Asra cautiously picked up the tear-stained paper, mentally preparing himself for whatever could be in the note. Then, he began to read:
“Asra, Please hate me. I desperately hope you do, as it would be make this easy for you. Assuming you’re going to return one day, I decided to leave this. An explanation, a confession, and a goodbye. First, my explanation. I couldn’t leave with you, not only because I didn’t want to leave the people of Vesuvia, but also because I was beginning to catch the plague myself. I couldn’t let you get it, too, so I tried to get you to leave. It hurt to say the things I did to you, but as long as they got you away from Vesuvia, and away from me, I told myself they were justified. I hope when you read this that the plague is no more, a cure has been found, and our loved ones are safe. Now, my confession. I could never tell you, especially not while I was trying to make you hate me enough to leave, but Asra, I love you. Deeply, truly, desperately. I have for a long time. I just never wanted to risk losing you because of my feelings, so I kept them to myself. I know we’ve kissed before and such, but we were kids, and it was never really brought back up, so I thought you wanted to forget it happened. I’m sorry I love you. I’m sorry for not telling you when I had the chance. I’m sorry for everything I said when we argued. I’m sorry for leaving you. This is why I ask that you hate me. Hating me will make it so much easier on you. Please curse my name. Please regret ever meeting me. Please don’t miss me. Please, Asra. My heart is forever yours, but please throw it away. It’s for your own benefit that you do. Please take care of yourself. I’m not there to, so it’s up to you. I miss you, I love you, and I desperately hope you can’t say the same for me. Forever yours, Eira.”
Tears fell onto the paper as he finished reading and he quickly buried his face in his hands so as not to ruin the writing further. He had messed up royally enough already; he couldn’t mess up her last words to him, too. Before Faust could ask, he rushed up to the bedroom and closed the door. He sank to the floor and he let himself fall apart as thoughts and regrets screamed at him in his mind.
If I had just stayed, I could’ve gotten the plague, too. I could be with her right now. She was just trying to help people and she died alone, probably scared, and hurting. She needed me and I wasn’t here. I left her. And the last thing we ever did was say horrible words we didn’t mean. This is my fault. This is all my fault. I’m so sorry. Eira, please forgive me. I love you, too.
He awoke the next morning still on the bedroom floor, as disheveled as someone who had lost everything all at once. Miserably, he got up onto his feet and made his way downstairs. He picked up the sleeping Faust, pulled on his hat and cloak, and set off towards the palace. He needed to have a few words with a certain plague doctor, if he could even still be called that.
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thearcana-eabha · 4 years
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I’m doing a Star Wars RP with @wanderingmagician613​ and @eiraonfroi​ and tada! The dress options were so pretty, it took me ages to decide on this >.<
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eiraonfroi · 5 years
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Halloween icons, anyone??
If you use any of the icons, please reblog so the post can reach more people :)
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eiraonfroi · 4 years
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MerMay Icons!
Icons made from the newly released NixHydra charms! (Charms available for purchase here)
If you use any of the icons, please reblog so the post can reach more people! :)
Thank you, @thelightningmagician​ for helping me out with the transparent images! You’re awesome!! <3
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background images: asra 1, julian, nadia, portia, muriel, lucio, asra 2
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eiraonfroi · 4 years
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Eira: Has anyone seen Asra today?
Ilya: Don't worry, I got this.
Ilya: *clears throat*
Ilya: *yells* I can't sleep!!
Asra: *runs through the hall, stumbles down the steps, bursts through the door looking disheveled* HaVe YoU TrIeD aSmR????
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eiraonfroi · 4 years
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So, in the spirit of Christmas, I put the main six into a naughty or nice thing I found...
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bonus that no one ever asks for, but I give it to you all anyway
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eiraonfroi · 4 years
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Practicing with my new tablet and software :3
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WIP Eira Bath CG :D
Don’t judge the hand. It’s a rough sketch >.<
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eiraonfroi · 4 years
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New Interactions!
Introducing CWE (Chat with Eira) and CWN (Chat with Neve) asks! If you have any questions or comments, start your ask with CWE and Eira will personally answer you, or with CWN and Neve will answer you! :3 (Example ask: CWN do you and Pepi get along?)
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So what are you waiting for? 👀
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eiraonfroi · 5 years
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The Main Six as Text Screenshots I’ve Found on Pinterest (pt. 1)
Asra:
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Julian:
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Nadia:
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Portia:
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Muriel:
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Lucio:
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(The bonus no one asked for) Eira:
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eiraonfroi · 4 years
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The Main Six as Custom ColourPop Palettes
color names provided in case you’d like to recreate the palette here and purchase one for yourself (each palette shown below is $24)
Asra:
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Julian:
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Nadia:
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Muriel:
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Portia:
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Lucio:
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And the one nobody ever asks for, but I keep providing anyway cause I need an excuse to supply more Eira content: Eira:
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eiraonfroi · 4 years
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IV VI XVII For the Lore ask list :D
Thanks for the ask, dotr! :D
IV.) How did your MC and their LI first profess their feelings for one another? Was it a slow burn? Love at first sight? Asra: Love at first sight, absolutely. Eira loved everything about him, but loved his sense of adventure the most, as adventuring was something she was forbidden from doing while living in her father’s house. Still, with mutual feelings, it took them both a while to work up the nerve to actually address the topic of love together. In fact, they only approached the topic after they kissed at one of the many Masquerades they attended together.
Julian: Eira realized her feelings for Julian after Asra left during the Plague. Julian, on the other hand, had pined for her basically since the week after the first time he met her. At first, Eira was hesitant to be with Julian since she didn’t want to mistake feelings for the mere absence of Asra in her life in the face of imminent death, and she didn’t want to use Julian like that. Still, she eventually caved and fell hard for him to the point that she married him before ultimately dying of the plague.
VI.) Is your MC combat proficient? Where or whom did they learn from? Eira’s not a black belt or anything by any means, but she knows enough to be able to protect herself. In her “upright ending” with Julian, he teaches her things like sword fighting from his past of being a pirate medic. In either version of her story, she’s more proficient in magical combat than physical combat.
XVII.) What Tarot Card do you think best represents your MC? I’m not that versed in Tarot myself, but according to various quizzes (so legit, I know xD) The High Priestess best represents Eira. :3
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eiraonfroi · 4 years
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An absolutely GORGEOUS piece drawn by @coffee-and-wolfsbane of Eira as an angel!! (posted with his permission, of course)
Thank you again, Ilya!! It’s stunning and a wonderful birthday present!! I’m so grateful and lucky to be able to call you my friend!!💖💖💖😭😭
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