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me as a ret paladin every week until I die

#world of warcraft #wow

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Val Dawnhollow

The Dawnhollow line enjoys significant prestige in Silvermoon. Val's father earned the bulk of it, the celebrated Magister Latrodectus, heroic warmage of the Quel’dorei, risen to prominence relatively recently amid the Second and Third Wars. There are many- elves and men alike- who would be dead now if not for his valour.

Val came of age in these times of volatility. The pride of House Dawnhollow. She had inherited much of her father’s talent: an exceptional mage in all respects, level-headed and capable in battle, proven in the Second and Third Wars, the one promising scion to succeed him as head of the house.

Had it not been for the destruction of the Sunwell, that is.

Arcane withdrawal had affected all in the family, but none so severely as Val. She wasted gradually, holding firm at first, but soon becoming barely able to stay conscious for more than a few seconds at a time, and then not at all.

Desperate, and with all the backing the House could muster, the Magister had his ailing daughter sent to a shielded Dalaran, early in its stages of reconstruction, in hopes of receiving treatment that a stricken and overwhelmed Silvermoon could not provide. A fortune in coin was spent on keeping her clinging just barely to life, comatose and withered.

To her carers, it seemed a lost cause. Until a miracle occurred: The Sunwell was reignited, and her vigour with it. Even if her body would never fully physically recover from the ordeal, Val was conscious again and her mind sound. She could walk, she could talk, and she could cast.

Her father, overjoyed, immediately began plans for her return. Preparations were made for a grand and extravagant gala. But Val, who had never supported Silvermoon's withdrawal from the Alliance after the Second War to begin with, reacted predictably poorly to the news of her people's new identity as Horde.

She did not return. What should have been a celebration for the ages became one of the greatest embarrassments of the time amongst the Silvermoon nobility. And utter heartbreak for her father, who, despite having the means, could not bring himself to force the matter.

He would forgive her one day, she hoped, when Quel'Thalas returned to the Alliance. Then would they be properly reunited once more.

She would do all she could to ensure it.

#roleplay #character bio #wow oc #wow #world of warcraft #moon guard #warcraft oc #high elf #queldorei #mage #Val'anatea Carniella Theridion Dawnhollow #just not a noble elf without an absurd unwieldy and cumbersome full name

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Wee, Asura!

Raffle!

The second contest and it is for Asura characters, one character will also be selected. You just need to leave a comment. It will be made in a new style.

(And I will also add that if the winner does not respond within a day, another person will be chosen)

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gale dodecarios idk

#bg3 #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #im sorry

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I know for most players the Halloween farm with Steve and friends is the highlight of the event, but for me??

It's fucken clock tower time baby

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #halloween #unpopular opinion lab farm is boring as hell

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#gw2 oc #gw2 screenshots #screenshot #guild wars 2 #guild wars 2 oc #cantha #canthan #ad infinitum #gw2 fashion

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(WARNING: LOUD AUDIO)

my game bugged on the quest "Moving Heat" in 2077 Phantom Liberty, giving me a minor heart attack

and, well, whatever you think is going to happen, you are probably wrong

#cp2077 #cyberpunk 2077 #bug #glitch #game bugs #game glitch #honestly same ashlay

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No biography here - just an as-yet-unwritten character with a less popular Sylvari face.

#gw2 oc #gw2 screenshots #gw2 #sylvari #guild wars 2 #fashion wars

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Lena Rosewood

Not long following the disastrous Maguuma campaign, a Pact scout failed to report back from duty in Draconis Mons. Months passed with no word, no report of her turning up anywhere.

Lena was presumed dead, memorialised alongside the other casualties of the expedition.

Of course, she didn't die. Not exactly. She hasn't been forthcoming with the details, but she has certainly changed since her reappearance. There's a distance behind her brightness, now.

And connection with nature has become almost palpable. No longer does she need rituals or signets to effect magic - life near-on blooms in her wake. Nor has she appeared to age a day since, to any who knew her before.

She travels now to the blasted ruins of the world, attempting to arrest the destruction of nature wrought by the endless wars fought on Tyrian soil, and bring growth and life back to the wastes left in their wake.

#character bio #roleplay #gw2 oc #gw2 screenshots #gw2 #druid #human #melandru #natural #guild wars 2

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I'm probably going to start posting just screenshots soon, once I figure out how to make them prettier in games without gpose... probably nvidia has something.

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Theidelisa-Vallewellyn, "Val"

1325AE - Durmand Priory

“With respect, Magister, this extends well beyond recklessness. You can’t expect us to just watch while you condemn yourself to certain death for the chance it’ll produce a useful result.”

Scholar Myrra was a patient one, Val mused. She had to have been, to have deigned to join the Priory’s ranks at the bottom, despite her ability. The basis for the Asura’s attachment to her she didn’t quite understand, but it was certainly being brought to the fore now. Not quite the right time or place, in her readied ritual circle.

“I’m not expecting you to watch, Myrra. In fact I’d prefer it if you didn't.” Val’s voice came calm, with the warm comfort of a mentor. Serene, despite everything. “It’s not likely to be pleasant viewing.”

“Lockwood’s already looking into a talisman to hold the spell. Deldrimor craft. That’s bound to work.” Then she added, with emphasis: “Without killing you?”

“Magic of this maleficence cannot be tamed by any object, no matter how well-wrought. Without attended control, it would pose catastrophic risk to any around it, its bearer especially. And if it fell into the wrong hands…” She trailed off. “In any case, the decision has been made. This is my Hunt.”

The Asura opened her mouth to argue - though weeks of this back-and-forth had already led to this point. The ritual was already on the cusp of completion, with no small commitment of resources and irreplaceable relics already drawn and depleted in preparation.

“We shall call this spell Theidelisa-Vallewellyn’s Agony.” Val said simply. “Let this now be the first and final time it is ever cast.”

-

As it ripped into her bark and seared itself into her soul, the malicious magic took root, carving and fanning out in furious lines of rot. The scars drew themselves in perfect symmetry across her features; the mark of Death’s very design.

And even with her every safeguard to arrest it into stasis, the pain persisted. It bled through, in never-ending, sanity-testing waves. But it would become familiar in time. An acceptable cost, for this edge against the endless armies of the Elder Dragons: through necromantic contagion, Val would be able to infinitely bestow this horror in its original potency.

At least, until such time as it claimed her.

#gw2 oc #gw2 screenshots #character bio #roleplay #gw2 #durmand priory #priory #necromancer #sylvari #short story #asura #(well an asura is mentioned at least)

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Aria Dawngrace

Born into the last golden age of the Quel'dorei, the young Aria had everything to look forward to. While they were not wealthy, her family's prestige ensured her access to the finest education.

House Dawngrace were scholars and artists, beyond skilled in arcane craftwork. Practiced and cultivated over centuries, nigh-on millennia, theirs were enchantments the likes of which the mortal races could only dream of.

Aria would be next, of course. The darling of the House, and so studious besides.

But the march of the Scourge took everything before she was of age to even hold a rod: Her family, her home, and her future. All cast to ash, buried in the Dead Scar.

She survived. The only one. And the injustice of it dwelled in her, carved its way into her very being. They had done nothing to bring on such destruction. Aria herself had done nothing more than dare to be born.

And if the world would not grant justice to her people, she would find it herself.

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Rejected by the Blood Knights - too young, and too emotional, besides - it was all she could do to try and train herself in the ways of war. To hone her mind and body for the trials of combat.

The junior Farstriders gave her some time of day. And though through relentless training did she grow into strength, her viciousness and disposition made her unpopular - impossible to work with, almost.

Then the Sunwell reignited, and the sheer potency of her connection to this divine source was made bare. With the righteous power that suddenly became her right to wield, nothing was left to stop her.

And if the martial orders of Silvermoon would not take her to vengeance, she would find it herself.

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#blood elf #wow #wow oc #dawngrace #character bio #paladin #roleplay #wyrmrest accord #thalassian

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Valerie Hawthorne

A junior assessor at Mealvaan's Gate, Valerie's day-to-day mostly consists of horrifying, soul-crushing math.

Sometimes there's a little break where she gets to personally unravel the ludicrous underdeclarations of the 'mercantile' vessels that come into Limsa Lominsa.

But mostly it's math.

She's no hero of eld, nor an adventurer of any particular renown - though she is fascinated by them! Sometimes she'll sit in the Drowning Wench, just hoping one will come along.

It's hard to get enough of their stories, all so much more interesting than accounting. Sometimes (with permission, of course), she'll write a little profile of them for a local Lominsan magazine, the Starlode Eye.

Maybe one day, she'll even find an adventure of her own.

Once her home is paid for, anyway.

#ffxiv hyur #midlander #character bio #roleplay #ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #arcanist #limsa lominsa #ffxiv gpose #ffxiv screenshots

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Ysthryn of Raven

A foundling child of the Raven lodge, the young Ysthryn developed a fascination with the mathematical a few steps removed from the more typical riddles and parables of the shaman there.

Then she chanced to encounter a visiting Iron Legion warband, who opened her eyes to the mechanical world. Through them, she learned the ways knowledge could translate into wonder. And firepower.

For several unenviable seasons after, the lodge bore the inescapable smell of blastpowder.

Nevertheless, it was Raven's wit, surely, that manifested in her ingenuity. Her natural ability to grok complicated technical concepts. All has led her to the present day as one of the foremost engineers of Hoelbrak (though admittedly it's a shallow pool).

Even if her fellow shaman do not completely follow - and even if they are quite relieved that she spends little time in the lodge anymore, busying herself with ventures to distant lands to collect knowledge of their artifice - they still maintain a place for her collected writings, schematics and reference boards, open to those petitioners who seek that most esoteric of Raven's gathered wisdom.

#gw2 norn #character bio #gw2 oc #gw2 screenshots #roleplay #gw2 #engineer #mmorpg

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#ffxiv #presented without context

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Follow me into the fire.

#pirate #final fantasy xiv #ffxiv wol #ffxiv screenshots #machinist #ffxiv gpose #Gravedigger - MXMS #highlander #unmodded

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Isewyn Hood

Paragon of the Hand and Saint of the Firmament

Born and raised at sea, the waters were where Isewyn thought she would run out her days. And it would have been true, if not for her unusual affinity for craft.

It is unclear precisely whence it stems, but her Echo manifests in the realm of artifice. In her hands is the art of creation laid bare.

Twice as efficient again as the most experienced shipboard carpenter, and capable of effecting conventionally impossible repairs with scraps, she retired to shore at a mere twenty summers to see where this talent could lead.

Another twenty years, a thousand weapons, and one restored Ishgard later, she's established herself as one of the finest multidisciplinary crafters in Eorzea - and a prized feather in the Lominsan Admiralty's cap.

#final fantasy xiv #pirate #disciple of the hand #maelstrom #limsa lominsa #oc #hyur highlander #character bio #roleplay #noncombat #balmung #ffxiv gpose #ffxiv wol #or i guess col