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Send me ‘Dad’ and a question and my character’s Dad will answer it.

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Can you imagine how that trailer would have gone if Vol’jin was still warchief?

Anduin: “So… we cool?”

Vol’jin: “Yah.”

SMASHCUT

WORLD OF WARCRAFT: A PLEASANT DAY

(small cut to Sylvanas and Genn who are wearing their get-along-shirt)

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GIVEAWAY TIME

Hey guys! So I hit 2k last week and thats a major acomplishment for me, so yeah. Im giving away two fully rendered portraits yayy

To participate in the giveaway, you must reblog this and follow me. Thats it.

Will be announcing the winners Nov 20. Good luck! 

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Good Enough - Battlemage

It had been weeks since the Sunguard had been deployed in Orgrimmar. Aeleara Starwhisper had found herself avoiding contact from others during most of her stay, and instead took to studying and enjoying her own company. Many a night the Paladin found herself struggling to sleep due to the heat of Durotar and lack of arcane magic freely flowing into her form. Her stay there had been taxing. Being so far away from home and so far away from a powerful leyline had made the Dawnward aware of her slight addiction to arcane that had formed over her months of training with it.

Together, with the knowledge of the blue dragons that guarded her land and the Dawnspire’s wide array of books on magic, Aeleara finally had been able to get a decent grip on how to use the arcane to benefit her-- but not without long, countless, sleepless nights of arduous studying. She was enthusiastic to say the least that all of her hard work had started to pay off.

Normally, this would have bought her some peace of mind and aided in helping her sleep better, but not tonight. There was something she seemed determined to accomplish tonight. Slowly, she closed her spell tome and sat it on a table nearby before slipping out of her tent into the night. Though, with shadows set upon the entirety of Kalimdor-- it would not provide her a cloak to hide with; her golden Highguard armor shining brightly, breaking any shadows she would cross paths with. Out of the gates of Orgrimmar she rode, eventually finding herself in Ashenvale of all places.

Sorrowfully she scanned the surrounding area, deeply saddened by the orcs who were still steadily cutting the once beautiful forest into nothing. Her trusty Quel’dorei steed, Rilan, slowed to a pace as they found themselves in the town of Astranaar. For once, she felt lucky that her eyes glowed an icy blue instead of an emerald green like most of her comrades- for it would buy her a place to stable Rilan, if only for a small moment.

Then, once more, she had made her way into the night, praising Elune for the moonlight she provided most graciously on this night, for it had empowered her and stifled away the arcane withdrawal she were suffering.

Aeleara made her way into a clearing in the deep of the woods, moonlight beaming down iridescently from above. In the middle of the clearing she had stopped and drew her blessed family heirloom blade- Shodabease, and simply stood-- almost as if she were offering a challenge to anything nearby. Moments passed as she waited.

Then after what felt like an eternity of waiting, a massive, hulking figure dropped down from the treetops, it's fel green tattoo’s glowing as brightly as the moon. The ground shook under the paladins feet and yet she kept her composure- even as the sound of a blade being drawn broke the silence, a voice soon following.

“So you’ve finally shown up to your own funeral?” The voice rattled out. It was none other than the paladins befouled blood brother, Solandis Starshatter. No doubt seeking to steal Stargaze Valley back from her.

Aeleara snorted in response. “How could I resist the chance to put you out of your misery? Look at yourself. You are a shell of your former self, and unlike you; I have grown. Both in spirit and in skill. You’re just as immature and stupid as the last time we’ve met. To challenge me and my title of Matron Starwhisper and owner of Stargaze Valley? Most likely your most unwise decision you’ve made, next to tossing your humanity out with your demonic ascension.”

She knew what she was doing. In her mind, the best way to make her brother lose to her would to make him incredibly angry. It worked every time, and it showed- as the demon hunter charged towards her with his serrated polearm drawn, shouting loudly in demonic. Still, she stood, unwavering, at least until he finally closed in and slammed the polearm down. Out from her hand a summoned weapon formed and caught the demon hunters polearm before it even had a chance to strike her.

The spectral blade of pure mana held true against the polearm, and did a very good job at parrying most of Solandis’ blows. All Aeleara had to do was sit back, avoid his attacks, and wait for her brother to slip up. Fel energy enveloped his polearm, allowing him to cut through the blade of mana with ease, though, right before he could land a hit, the paladin blinked out of sight.

The monstrous demonic elf grunted in anger and swiveled around to see his sister standing a distance away from him. She rolled her neck and smirked, though the expression was masked by her helmet. “What is the matter, brother? Weren’t expecting me to have a few tricks up my sleeve?” It seemed in this moment her theory was correct. Her skills with magic were getting up to par, even when facing a deadly enemy like Solandis.

“I will kill you, clever bitch. I will take back what is rightfully mine.” replied Solandis, awaiting her next move warily. Neither had either of them landed a single hit yet, and the tension in the air only grew thicker. Surely, the first person to manage such atask would end it then and there. The paladin heard his words, but ultimately they had fallen on deaf ears. Flatly, she replied “Behind you.”

It was already too late for him. By the time he jumped around to look, a mirror image of his sister had already began unloading arcane missiles into him, crashing into his body and threatening to overpower his fel. The sheer force of their impact sent his body twisting back to the previous direction it was facing as the mirror imagine dissipated into nothingness.

Aeleara spun her sword. This was her moment. Before Solandis knew it, she had blinked back in front of him and and slashed her sword in an arc against his abdomen, cutting him deeply and spilling his demonic blood onto the grass that he fell to his knees upon.

Shock overtook the paladin as the sudden realization of what she were about to do finally hit her. She hesitated, staring down at Solandis and thinking “This is my brother. This is the last living family member I have, even if he is corrupt…” Grief had began to set in as the reality of the situation clawed at her mind.

Then, in the blink of an eye, felfire erupted out from the demon hunters wound, mending it shut with molten hot demon fire. Aeleara blinked in response, then found herself on the end of her brothers polearm, just barely impaled in her abdomen.

“Brother….why?” Aeleara sputtered out. For the first time, her new armor had proven it could save her life. Though the blade had cut through, it hadn’t fully traversed through her body and out the other side.

Solandis raised her and his weapon into the sky like a sickly trophy before whipping it forward and sending her crashing against the trunk of a tree. No longer were it her brother she faced; no, it was something much worse. The demon he had eternally imprisoned within his body had finally broken free of his bonds and wrestled control of Solandis’ body.

The pit lord in control let loose a guttural roar before commanding the blood elf to charge forward, polearm pointed directly at Aeleara’s head. Quickly, she broke from her daze and sent a bedazzling bolt of arcane out towards Solandis, its sheer force crushing the man's chest in and sending him falling to the ground once more.

Heartbreak could not even describe the pain she had felt in this moment. It seemed as if her brother was truly gone for good; lost to the demonic scum he bound to himself years ago. There was no turning back.

She knew what had to be done.

Making use of the opportunity she had just created, she blinked off the ground and in front of Solandis, grabbing his head with her gauntlet, covering his face with her palm and digging its clawed fingertips into his flesh.

It seemed as if for one last moment, Solandis had helped out his younger sister and suppressed the demon within one last time. Glorious golden light flashed brightly from her hand, blazing through the demon hunter and shredding apart the fel that tainted his body.

As painful as it were, if he could have spoken; Solandis would have admitted that having the soul of that damned pit lord torn to shreds with the light had felt pretty good. The sickly green glow of his tattoos had ceased, and no longer did he find his mind wracked in pain by booming whispers of another spirit.

The force of holy energy bursting forth from Aeleara’s palm only grew stronger. The pit lord let out one final scream of pain before he was reduced to nothing. Light poured from Solandis’ mouth and eye sockets, glowing out from his runic tattoos as his body and mind were cleansed.

Finally, she loosened her grip and watched the broken form of her once beloved brother crumple back against the ground, feeling tears well up in her eyes as she noticed he was still breathing.

“Sol….Solandis?”

He let out a hacking cough, wheezing as he struggled for air to respond. “I… thank you… Aeleara. I’m…. sorry.”

Instantly she let her guard down and tossed her helmet to the ground, falling to her knees and grabbing her brothers hand. For once, Aeleara had found herself unable to speak. Sorrow washed over her, for now she was truly the last living elf of her long family line.

“Do not cry, little one…” Solandis responded, gently squeezing his little sister's hand. For the first time in a long time, he had harbored no hatred nor anger for Aeleara. For once, he was proud of her. For once, he felt like his past self. “You… made me proud. I know you would have made mother and father proud….You are… growing to be quite the battlemage…. I’m so proud of you.”

His grip on her hand slackened as did his body. “I trust you to rebuild the Starwhisper name. I know… I know you can do it. I… I love you, Aeleara…” and with that, he drew his final breath and slumped against the cold wet soil of Ashenvale, his spirit finally knowing peace.

Aeleara had so much to say, but before she had even gotten the chance; he had slipped away. Tearfully she collected her bearings, holding her hand over the rendered plate armor she wore, blood seeping from her wound.

The silence of the woods grew deafening. Crickets chirped in the distance and frogs croaked on an off-beat occasion. Aeleara’s blood seeped onto the dew covered grass as she stared over the corpse of Solandis, silently contemplating his words. In her mind, this event could either make her or break her, and it was her choice as to how it would play out.

She looked up to Elune for answers, though the twinkling moonlight seeping down from the heavens offered no word of advice to her. She then turned her attention to her bloodied palm and sighed. “Fuck. God damnit. Shit.” The paladin muttered, pushing herself off the ground and onto her feet, hobbling her way back to Astranaar to seek a druid or priestess to heal her before she got in any trouble with the Sunguard. “I guess…. I guess I am good enough.”

[gwynealin]

Drawings I did for the artist booth during the Hallows Eve Party last night.

Was a lot of fun! Thank you to everyone that stopped by and was so very patient for that whole process!

I’m not sure who all to tag so, forgive me for that!

For those that did get these drawings: If you would like color added to your sketch, please PM me via tumblr or discord. You can pay an additional $5 to get the color added.

Thank you!

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Y- Yield- one thing that will make them stop what they’re doing no matter what + L- Lust- what they lust after in life + K- Killer- how old they were when they first killed someone

Yield- Orders from the Highlord or her girlfriend needing assistance with something

Lust- A normal life and a world of peace

Killer - 324

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Headcanon Prompts

A-Arousal- what gets them aroused quickest

B- Broken- what it takes to break them

C- Can’t- one thing that they can’t do in life/refuse to do

D- Denial- something they’re in denial about

E- Eager- something they are eager to do in life

F- Fitness- how often they work out and what they prefer doing for a workout

G- Guarded- something they always guard (item can physical or mental like their feelings)

H- Hell- what will make their life hell

I- Ingenuity- how clever they can be in tough situations

J- Jealous- how easily they get jealous

K- Killer- how old they were when they first killed someone 

L- Lust- what they lust after in life

M- Maturity- how mature they are as an adult

N- Negligence- what they can be negligent about

O- Opinionated- one thing they are very opinionated about

P- Persistent- how persistent can they be about something

Q-  Quest- what they feel their quest in life is/their main goal in life

R- Regret- what they regret most in life

S- Strength- where they find their strength

T- Test- something that will test them to their limits

U- Unbelievable- one thing that they experienced that they still have a hard time believing was real

V- Vengeance- have they every wanted vengeance on someone

W- Waiting- how good they are at waiting on something/someone

X- xenodocheionology (the love of hotels according to some) since they do some traveling, what their favorite hotel was

Y- Yield- one thing that will make them stop what they’re doing no matter what

Z- Zoo- how old they were when they first went to a zoo and what their favorite animal was.

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Deed

Land Contract:

I, Aeleara Starwhisper, owner of Stargaze Valley, hereby grant ownership of one medium plot of land near Dewfen Village, to Vynarah Lightbinder.

Property: This agreement concerns the following described property.

One full plot of land (50 by 100 feet) complete with supply shed and proper gardening equipment. Everything the owner should find on their plot is theirs to keep or dispose of should they wish.

Payment for the property is not required, nor shall taxation apply.

I, Aeleara Starwhisper, shall also cover any insurance needed for the land.

The property shall be transferred unto its new owner upon completion of the required paperwork. Warranties apply is said land becomes unexpectedly ruined or rendered unusable or unsuitable, and the new owner shall be compensated should said event transpire.

This includes the entire contracter of owner and seller.

Seller’s Signature: 

Buyer’s Signature:

@lil-lightbinder ))

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Stargaze Valley Pt. 2: The Wilderness

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Aeleara Starwhisper

Appearance -

Gender: Female

Race: Quel’dorei

Height: 6′4″

Eye Color: Icy Blue

Hair Color: Raven Black

The Facts -

Birthday: January 14th

Occupation: Dawnward Sunspear of the Sunguard / Highguard of the Silver Hand

Sexual identification: Homosexual

Romantic identification: Homoromantic

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Criminal History: None

Relationship Status: In a relationship with Vynarah Lightbinder

Favorites –

Favorite food: Berries, salmon, sushi

Favorite drink: Blueberry merlot, green tea with honey

Favorite artist: Her father

Favorite scents: fruits, sandalwood, rain, roses

Favorite person: Her parents, Vynarah, The Highlord

Randoms –

Ten facts about your muse:

Aeleara is the last living member of her family. All of them had died when the Scourge marched through Quel’thalas.

She had been accepted into the Silver Hand shortly after the fall of Quel’thalas. Her father was widely respected by the Hand, and as a result played part in her getting accepted in.

The Starwhisper blood line is not completely Highborne in origin. Starwhisper’s were born from a line of Highborne and Shal’dorei elves before the Highborne departed to Quel’thalas.

Her right eye had been destroyed while she was held captive on a demon planet. Though, she has replaced it with a false eye imbued with a magical spell focus that protects her when it senses danger.

Aeleara is friends with a long forgotten clutch of blue dragons that inhabit and protect her lands.

She has mastered four types of light magic: Holy Light (Golden) Moonlight (Silver) Righteous Light (White) Spirit Light (Blue). All have their own useage.

Before joining the Sunguard, Aeleara was homeless and spent most of her time travelling Azeroth and helping those in need.

She has a spectral kitten named Beauty that she bound to her soul after a failed resurrection attempt. Beauty was a kitten she had adopted before the fall and had lost to the Scourge.

Though she is mainly a master of the Light, she has recently taken time to study arcane magic in hopes that she can master it much like her mother did.

Aeleara’s long term goal is to restore her lands to their former glory. She wishes to fix the Arcana Spire and become its Dean so that she may teach young elves about magic.

Five Things -

Things they like:

- The Light

- Music

- Justice

- Fashionable Clothing

- Nature

Things they dislike:

- Purely evil beings

- Spiders

- Racists

- Rude people

- Those quick to judge

Good habits:

- Strong

- Reassuring

- Helpful

- Brave

- Smart

Bad Habits:

- Reserved

- Quick to anger

- Depression

- Laziness

- Holier than thou

Personalities they gravitate toward:

- Shy

- Adventurous

- Whimsical

- Brave

- Compassionate

Personality types they avoid:

- Stuck up

- Narrow Minded

- Mean

- Overly Happy

- Evil

Fears:

- Death

- Failing the oaths she took.

- Failing her parents and Vynarah.

- Spiders

- Becoming corrupted

tagged by @quelfabulous

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✫ ⌘ Stargaze Valley ⌘ ✫

Stargaze Valley from afar would look to be nothing more than a normal valley high in the mountains of Quel’thalas, but stepping into the land itself is anything but normal. Upon arrival you find a great wall that spans across the entrance to the valley, a wall that would appear ancient as Silvermoon itself. It was cracked all over but still stood with guards lined up at the top. Thick vines and moss grew on the stones from a bygone era, and you feel lighter on your feet as you step past the gates.

As you stride down a forest path you notice how whimsical the scenery here is. Between pine trees grew trees with silver bark and blue and golden leaves. Though Autumn was soon approaching, and the leaves upon the exotic trees turned to a vivid pink and fell to the grass. The more normal trees took on a bright red and orange color and coated the ground with their leaves. You take notice of the moss which seems to grow in abundance here. It grew between the cracks of the cobblestone road you walked and took up a great deal of the forest floor. It covered rocks and bark alike.

When you find yourself closer to the heart of the Valley, you notice a giant tower overlooking the land. A dazzling beam of arcane energy coming directly from the leylines under Quel’thalas surges up through its many floors, only to be absorbed by a giant circular spell foci at the very top, surrounded by floating platforms of many sizes.

You also notice the green in the vegetation is turning more and more purple and violet by the second, and there are no longer pinetrees, only those same trees with the wild colored leaves and silver bark from earlier. The sky has lost its sunny golden hue and was now a bold blueberry color. The sun has long set before you and the moon hung high in the sky, brightly yet mysteriously lighting the area. When the sun sets on the land, the sky becomes bright pink with hues of violet and blue in the sky.

The valleys mountain walls had many great waterfalls that rushed down and lead into lakes hidden away in the mysterious forests littering the land. Green shrubbery and moss had overtaken the cliffs at the very top.

Any body of water in the area at night seemed to have moonlight dancing off of it, and a light fog constantly hung over the valley. The night sky is intense and seemed as if every star in the galaxy could be seen in Stargaze. You continue walking and come across an occasional village or mass collection of variously aged shrines. The architecture of every building here is unique. They have the flare of typical Quel’dorei structures but also have the luxurious design of Shal’dorei architecture.

Not many had lived there for the moment. A good majority of your travels have been spent listening to the sounds of nature. The moonlight beating down on you makes you feel at ease and gives you clarity of mind. As you venture deeper and deeper, you constantly feel lighter on your feet, almost as if you were about to float off the ground, but the feeling grows no heavier than that. A side effect from the land itself, being so heavily filled with arcane energy.

Not only did it make gravity feel lighter, it also sped up the growing process of plant life and made the lands a great place to grow exotic vegetation at. After everything has been explored, you begin to head your way back home to get some well deserved rest after a fun day of adventuring.

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a giveaway I promised, a giveaway I’m doing!  I’m very happy to be active on tumblr again and to thank you all - old and new and future followers!- for sticking around, here’s my smol autumn giveaway! + PRIZES + FIRST PRICE: one fully rendered single character half body  SECOND PRICE: one fully rendered single character portrait THIRD PRICE: one coloured sketch half body for more examples visit my tag 

(Most of the stuff you see on my blog is Bioware fandoms and Star Wars atm but EVERY FANDOM/OC IS WELCOME, I can draw anything as long as references are provided!)

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i sorta want to do this

Made something fun!

Use a random number generator and draw what you get! I considered Death Knight, fel-corrupted, and Druids of the Flame for these noofs as well.

A] SKIN COLOUR

B] EYE COLOUR

C] HAIR COLOUR

D] MARKINGS

E] HAIR STYLE

F] EAR STYLE

G] BROW STYLE

H] ACCESSORIES (as many as you want)

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If Aelara was the leader of the Sunspear would she do things differently? How might it change in her hands?

Alone she sat in a dimly illuminated room, idly puffing on a cigarette as her eyes scanned over a letter. Her black lipstick stained the end of her cigarette, and nearly matched the inky black handwriting that was scrawled across an eggshell white letter. The paladin sported an anxious look on her face as she went deeper and deeper into the contents of the letter.

“Why me? Why not the Sentinel? He’s been in the Sunguard longer than I. He is a real hero. I’m no hero. Just another soldier, nothing but another brick in the wall.”

Aeleara would not be quick to adopt the title of Knight-Commander, though, for now she had to swallow her doubts and accept the fact that she now lead the Sunspear with the recent passing of Knight-Commander Emberstar. Nonetheless, she sighed and stubbed out her cigarette, looking out the window at the light shining in. Outside, countless Sunspear awaited to see whom their new leader would be. They waited to hear them speak, to reinforce the thought that they will remain strong even in such a dark time.

Carefully, she folded the letter back up and placed it into an envelope, tossed her Sunguard tabard on, and donned her helmet before standing up and making her way to the door ever so slowly.

“Fuck...okay, you got this Aeleara. Just be brave. Say some brave shit. Make all those meatheads out there PUMPED to kick Legion ass….”

The paladin sighed once more and stopped before the door so that she could put on her best determined gameface.

“Its alright Aeleara. You are a hero. You -are- a hero.”

She clasped the door handle and opened it slowly before stepping outside, letting the sun beat down on her armored form as she made her way over to the gathered Sunspear. Zalin stood adjacent to the gathered group of Sunspear, and Aeleara instantly made her way over to him, looking anxious and worried. It was apparent on her face, and despite her best efforts she could not hold it back.

Maybe he had some wisdom. Something nice to say. She nodded her head at the Sentinel and extended her arm out, giving the man a firm resolute handshake. The expression on her face eased up as he leaned in to speak.

“"Aeleara, the news of her death has damaged us all. I do not know why she made the decision she did, but when I was with the former Knight-Commander I viewed her as almost a mother. I never questioned her judgement then, so I will not start now. She saw something in you that will be needed now. I don't believe she would name merely anyone her successor. Just remember you were chosen for your qualities, let that guide you."

She breathed a sigh of relief and turned to face her fellow brothers and sisters at arms.

“I am a hero.” She thought, feeling her courage already starting to build.

It was time to speak, to motivate the good sons and daughters of Quel’thalas. It was time to take them under her wing. It was time to become the Knight-Commander. Aeleara clasped her hands to the front of her and held her chin high as she scanned over the soldiers then began to speak loudly.

“We are gathered here today for two reasons. We are here not only to mourn the passing of The Guardian, but to also usher in a new era for the Sunspear and the Sunguard. I admit, I do not know why the Knight-Commander chose me to fill her position should she fall, but I do know one thing; I shan't let her down. I will not let any of you down.”

The paladin breathed in slowly through her nose and exhaled through her mouth.

“Before I give my heroic speech that I am sure you all expected, let me make one thing known; I value honor above everything. It is something that separates us from cutthroats and reckless mercenaries. During my employment with the Guard, I have noticed some of you seem to be lacking in honor. Pray that the words of your actions don’t make it to me if you find yourself engaging in dishonorable behavior. I will not tolerate it.”

In through the nose, out through the mouth. Aeleara was slowly becoming used to the position she now held, and every word she spoke seemed to reassure her and her men. Some would think titles are nothing but a string of words to make someone's name fancier, but to others it was a rite of passage. Aeleara always found herself proud of her accomplishments that had garnished titles for her here and there.

Lady Starwhisper unclasped her hands and scanned the soldiers once again.

“I can not promise you safety. This we know. We know what we signed up for. We are the front lines of the Sunguard; its guardians. We are the first in and the last out. We are the Sunspear, and by the light it is my highest honor to lead you all to victory. I will take care and make sure to follow in Knight-Commander Emberstars footsteps. I look forward to the tales of honor and bravery we shall forge together.”

The paladin slammed the side of her fist into her palm to further accentuate her point. But now she was finding herself at a loss for words--- what more could she possibly say? The anxiety from earlier started to creep back as she stood frozen like a deer in headlights.

“I am a hero.” she thought once more.

“I will not rest until we avenge the Guardian. I will not rest until the safety of Quel’thalas and our allies is secured. I---- I renounce myself of my position in the Order of the Silver Hand. These matters require my full fledged attention. You all are depending on me to make the right call, so let this action reassure you all.”

She gave one more look out to the Sunspear and blinked. “I have nothing more to say. I am returning to my office. You are all dismissed.” Aeleara waved her hand and firmly nodded at Zalin before making her way back to the building she would now be stationed at, looking for more ways to build courage.

Clearly leaving her most beloved paladin order hurt her something fierce. She just needed time to rest now.

@curiouslich @sakialyn for mentions))

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More Spice!

Aeleara’s Potluck Offerings

Firelands Hot Wings

Are you brave? Are you bold? Are you strong enough to withstand the sheer heat of Aeleara’s Firelands hot wings? Each wing is prepared with a special rub containing brown sugar, cayenne pepper, powdered ghost pepper, Alteracian pink salt and paprika. They are then baked in an oven so that the skin becomes crisp and the juices mingle with the seasoning, allowing the spices to sink down into the tender meat and really flavor it up.

Spiced Feralas Shrimp

Made with the largest shrimp you could find in Feralas! Each shrimp is dredged in flour and then an egg before being coated in coconut and crunchy bread crumbs. Then, Aeleara takes a pinch of cayenne and sprinkles it onto each shrimp so that it has a spicy undertone, though, it is nothing that will make your mouth feel as if the Firelord himself set it ablaze! The shrimp is then fried until golden brown on a skillet and then served. Sweet and spicy and crunchy!

@tyleril-silversword @ocarina-of-what))

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[gwynealin]

21: Does your OC hurt others often intentionally? If yes, how? + 26: What is the most intense thing your OC has been battling with?

21: No.

26: Struggling to prove herself to people who are now long dead