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Marraika would wear this in a heartbeat. Perhaps also Miss Lindrali.

How to match the newly released heavy skirt. Full View here: http://www.fanplusfriend.com/blog/fanplusfriend-daily-coordinate-2015-oct-8th/ lace blouse TP00101N: http://www.fanplusfriend.com/chiffon-lover-waltz-elegant-gothic-lolita-stand-collar-hime-cuff-cutsew-2colors-instant-shipping/ real silk blouse S01008: http://www.fanplusfriend.com/silence-lonely-elegant-gothic-puffy-sleeves-real-silk-blouse-choker-jabot-2colors-instant-shipping/ skirt SP00174: http://www.fanplusfriend.com/silence-lonely-gothic-lolita-retro-heavy-drop-pleat-corset-high-waist-long-skirt-instant-shipping/ shrug CT00197: http://www.fanplusfriend.com/time-traveler-steampunk-open-front-shrug-unisex-jacket-chains-2colors-instant-shipping/

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How I envision Jaarah and Illy’s cabin at the garrison. <3 bunnyz4xaneria

Cottage against a stormy sky, Market Bosworth, Leicestershire,England

All Original Photography by http://vwcampervan-aldridge.tumblr.com

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Niraleth, Sin'dorei Death Knight.

"At times it is best to focus on what is the same, rather than all that has changed.. but I have chosen to embrace the changes. They are delightful in their own way."

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For WoW Rpers on Tumblr, reblog this if it's okay if your partners can come find you in game!

I have quite a few people I have RPed in the World of Warcraft universe with on Tumblr… And some have been from the same server! So I have wondered why we haven’t interacted in game yet! Reblog this, as an open invitation for your WoW Tumblr RP buddies to find you in game!

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Anonymously tell my muse what the fuck is wrong with them.

Hahaha yes please :D

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Niraleth gazed at her reflection in the mirror, her face serious. 

Pale skin. Hair almost colorless, the barest tinge of blue. Smoldering eyes, their original color only a memory.

"I can still fill out a dress nicely, damn it," she thought to herself. "I am still here."

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Tagged OOC Fun!

name:  Ilaera/Jen birthday: Dec 23 gender: Female orientation: Pansexual age: 30

favorite soda: Dr. Pepper/Coke/Root Beer favorite candy: German chocolate. favorite pizza: Any. Seriously. Not. Picky. favorite salad dressing: Caesar or Miso-Tahini favorite meal: Pho 

best memory: Meeting my kiddos. best friend: bunnyz4xaneria best relative: Mother in Law xD best pet: Loken! best celebrity: Peter Steele, Johnny Depp, Trent Reznor, Tori Amos, Neil Gaiman (writers totally count, right?!), Gary Oldman, Mads Mikkelsen, Till Lindemann, Marilyn Manson.

one random fact about you: I mismatch my super colorful socks on purpose. one random fact about your day: It has lemon mineral water in it, so therefore it is a good day. one random fact about your job/school: My job is writer and mommy, so I'm fucking happy with it. one random fact about your favorite tv show: My favorite TV shows are all on season breaks! Gah. Also Sons of Anarchy is OVER. Whyyyy. one random fact you wish was a fact but it isn’t: I can change my hair color and style with a wave of my magic wand, which is totally magic and I use it only for good.

Tag five people:

paraspriteful bunnyz4xaneria thisisforoursins dravvie arcane-shadows

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Tiamati

Name:  Tiamati. Formerly Sedori Sunstrike. Age: Ageless now, 350 years old at time of death. Gender: Female Job/Profession: Formerly a ranger, now Tiamati is a wraith-like wanderer seeking a place.  Physical Description:  

Tiamati is clearly of elven background. Two long ears, heavily pierced with little studs and other baubles that glow faintly. Her hair is long, reaching mid-back in pale, pale waves. It is near white, silvery and well kept.

Her skin is unblemished and tan except for scar on her midsection below the breasts. The violet line is usually obscured by her armor.

The eyes are perhaps the best indicator that something is not what it seems.. they glow a bright, intense blue remniscent of frost and ruin.

Tiamati's nose is slim and classic, but not a snub nose by any means. It sits straight and almost regally on her face.

Her mouth is full but small, the lips colored in with dark red lipstick.

She smells of herbal oils, lavender and patchouli and mint. Tia prefers to wear soft robes when she is not on duty.

Personality Description: There are shadows of the fiery, sarcastic, well-humored and lively woman she used to be, but they are shrouded by the reality of her current situation. More often than not she is quiet, withdrawn, and haunted looking. Her bearing is as regal as she can make it and she has begun to take pride in her appearance again, but the connections between her inner thoughts and outward actions have not yet been made entirely. Due to this, she finds herself merely a watcher, rather than a doer, but she hopes this will fade in time. Secrets: She was once Sedori Sunstrike, a squire of sorts to a powerful man who was training her in the arts of ranging. He betrayed her horribly and while she doesn't remember his name, his face still haunts her and fills her with anger. She blames her current state on this betrayal, though undeath has robbed her of many memories. The wisps that remain are unpleasant at best. Song: Via Dolorosa by Tiamat

http://youtu.be/JAo5zLI_590

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Telinar's perfect day.

Notebook and coffee

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Telinar nodded. "In truth I merely thought about how my younger brother would handle such a situation. He would have killed her outright, but I don't have the heart for such work. I figured though, that thinking 'What Would Orellian Do' might work well as a threat. I hadn't counted on you being quite so hot-headed, but in hindsight it makes sense. I would feel much the same if someone were to threaten say, my sister." He sighed and pulled a handkerchief out of his breast pocket, sopping up the spilled manathistle tea. "I pride myself on living a quiet life, surrounded by my books, and I'm certainly not used to people stealing in and hauling off my property. If you could get the tome back for me, I'd be appreciative. Oh and um.. my apologies about the threat. I was admittedly more than a little upset. I've been tracking that damn tome down for ages." He sighed. "Can I get you some tea? A biscuit?" He gestured to the tin of cookies on his desk next to the overturned cup.

*a box hastily closed, addressed simply to 'Vash', inside is a rope of violet hair, coiled around neatly and tied. Attached is a letter* To 'Vash'- this is a stern letter bequeathing upon you the information that I caught your underling attempting to plunder a tome of great value from my personal library. I took this hair as a forfeit for my troubles, but be warned. Should she set foot on the premises again, I will take an ear. Or finger. I am most displeased. Signed, Telinar Brightmane

Vash stared at the letter in disbelief as he twirled the enclosed lock of hair between his fingers. 

His rogue…his beautiful, clumsy, rogue… No. He’d be cold and dead in the ground before he allowed anyone to threaten the woman he loved.Slamming the parchment down on the table, Vash quickly summoned a demonic gateway before stepping through to reappear at the Brightmane personal library. His eyes narrowing dangerously as he searched for Telinar."A threat is best made in person, you know" he growled "so I’m here to properly deliver mine! If you ever so much as think of dislodging anything again from the woman I love, whether it be an appendage, or a fucking eyelash, you best be prepared to repay such a crime with your life."

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Telinar looked up sharply from his scroll, his glasses perched precariously at the edge of his nose, his deep green eyes surprised. His hand started and he knocked over his cup of tea. “Damnation! That’s the second cup today!” He ran his fingers through his hair clumsily and sighed.

"You must be Vash," he muttered. "Just so you know, that note was a bluff. The vixen cut her own hair off when I reached for her cloak to get my book back. The tome I’ve been seeking for YEARS. I never even got a chance to read the damn thing." He stood up and put his hands up to show he meant no threat. "Why was she in here trying to steal it anyway? What could she want with a Treatise on Ancient Elven Languages? A damn fine penny that book cost me and now it’s who knows where. I tried to grab her cloak to get it back, but I caught her hair. Then the damn woman cut it off to get away- WITH my book!" He glowered, crossing his arms huffily in front of his chest, pulling at his goatee with the hand on top. 

*a box hastily closed, addressed simply to 'Vash', inside is a rope of violet hair, coiled around neatly and tied. Attached is a letter* To 'Vash'- this is a stern letter bequeathing upon you the information that I caught your underling attempting to plunder a tome of great value from my personal library. I took this hair as a forfeit for my troubles, but be warned. Should she set foot on the premises again, I will take an ear. Or finger. I am most displeased. Signed, Telinar Brightmane

Vash stared at the letter in disbelief as he twirled the enclosed lock of hair between his fingers. 

His rogue…his beautiful, clumsy, rogue… No. He’d be cold and dead in the ground before he allowed anyone to threaten the woman he loved.Slamming the parchment down on the table, Vash quickly summoned a demonic gateway before stepping through to reappear at the Brightmane personal library. His eyes narrowing dangerously as he searched for Telinar."A threat is best made in person, you know" he growled "so I’m here to properly deliver mine! If you ever so much as think of dislodging anything again from the woman I love, whether it be an appendage, or a fucking eyelash, you best be prepared to repay such a crime with your life."

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For all of her happiness to explore, Caitiriona still missed the way Gilnean streetlamps glowed through the fog. She saw them in her sleep, as if lighting her way home.

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The garden and little cottage inside the garrison run by Myralion was Ilaera's favorite place to be. She loved to snuggle with Jaarah on the lawns, she loved to watch Xaellia toddle around and uproot flowers happily, she loved the way the golden light from the windows made her feel less alone somehow. She was home.

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Perfect likeness for Ms. Marraika Kalirr. Dem silver eyes!

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Ah, the beginning of a massive undertaking- to full out character profiles for my main RP characters. All toons are on Wyrmrest Accord unless otherwise indicated. ALWAYS open for RP, drop me a line anytime!

 General Characteristics

Name: Alessaria Juniper Brighthearth. But.. just call her Aless. Appearance: Alessaria is short and wiry, her posture both alert and relaxed. She wears well polished armor that shows a few deep scratches in places, but is clean and cared for. She favors silver, gold, and pale blue in her armor, though she  certainly isn't picky. 

Her hair is a pale blonde color, cut to just above her shoulders, slightly wavy. She has rather expressive grey eyes, a slim nose, and a perpetually amused looking mouth. Though quick to laugh, her overall expression is that of calm assurance. If you see this woman looking ruffled or nervous, something is definitely amiss.

Aless wears silver-and-blue goggles perched high on her head most of the time. A silver-gilt bound tome that radiates healing energy is attached to her belt with a sturdy chain. Her pack is full to the brim of various odds and ends, from mechanical turtles to pieces of candy and healing salves. 

Aless usually has some burns and scrapes on her hands from her tinkering habit. Otherwise her skin is lightly tanned and smooth.

Her voice is young sounding, though it holds the same note of assurance and calm that her expression does. Her laugh is easy and loud. She often hums under her breath, and if she thinks she's alone, she sings to her companion pets, mechanical and live alike.

Aless  wears simple earrings in the shape of cogwheels that actually spin. If only she could figure out how to keep them from getting caught in her hair.

Other Names: Aless, Juni (only her sister calls her that) Titles: Architect, Starcaller, Tinker Alternate Forms: None. Theme Song:  Fade Into You/Mazzy Star   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uJ61jgFCMM

     Personal Characteristics

Birth Date: April 15 Birth Place: Southshore Hometown: Stormwind City Quirks: Aless has an almost fanatical love for tinkering. She especially enjoys making things she can use to get around, like rockets and gliders, and little companions that she tries hard to program to act like the 'real' thing. She can get lost for days in her workshop, and forgets to eat quite often. 

     Mental Characteristics

Known Languages: Common, a smattering of Darnassian, Dwarven, and Orc, but nowhere near fluent. Lures: She is lured by the idea of helping alleviate suffering, as a holy paladin. Her healing urges are sometimes tempered by the Tinkering Distraction as she calls it, but they are still there. She will ALWAYS seek out new schematics or opportunities to commune with other tinkers. Knowledge is a strong lure for her, so long as it's about the subjects she is passionate over. Ineptities: For some reason, the Trollish language and it's many dialects sound like utter gibberish to her ears, and Goblin isn't much better. She has picked up phrases and words from other languages just by hearing them, but those two? Nope. Also, she gets lost very, very easily. Even her super high-tech mechanized compass isn't much help. Temperament: Compassionate, generous, warm, empathetic, shy, self-doubting, distracted. Hobbies: Tinkering, exploring, gobbling up books and tracts on healing and tinkering, cooking, fishing.

     Spiritual Characteristics

Religion: Follower of the Light Superstitions: She is not a superstitious person. Virtues: Kindness, Justice, Temperence Vices: Lust, Wrath (she can be impatient)

     Likes and Dislikes

Likes: Hot chocolate, tinkering (again), silver, gold, and blue armor, sunny days, swimming in a cool lake or ocean, idle fishing days, meeting different people and learning from them. Dislikes: Deliberate cruelty, closed-minded people, overly self righteous followers of the Light, orcs, wasps, oatmeal.

Occupation: Officially she is a paladin, and works in this capacity to heal during battles and after. She also is a partner in the Tipsy Turtle Trading Company, and busies herself organizing and adding to its' collection of schematics. She sometimes manages the tavern at the forefront of the Company's multi-faceted operations. Boss: Valdien is her paladin 'boss', and Visinthien is her business partner. Income: She makes a comfortable income through the TTTC.

     Interpersonal Connections

Immediate Family: Her parents, Daeron and Narria Brighthearth are deceased. Her sister Marraika Kalirr is alive, and a pain in her ass. Close Relatives: No children yet! Distant Relatives: She has aunts and uncles she hasn't met, and indeed she isn't sure they are alive. Her grandparents are also deceased thanks to the many wars and subsequent destruction of Southshore.

     Physical Characteristics

Height: 5'2" Weight: 115lb Nationality/Species:  Human  Skin/Fur Color: Light tan Hair Color: Ash-blonde Hair Length: Shoulder length Eye Color: Blue-gray Scars: A few odd scars from enemies who sought to 'take out the healer'. Tattoos and Piercings: She has a little golden hoop through her right nostril, though when 'on the job' she removes it.

     Sexual Characteristics

Gender: Female Orientation: Heterosexual Significant Other: Visinthien is as close to one as she has.

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Champion Companion Company headquarters.