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I won character art at the gilded market last month here it is <3 

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First time doing digital art! This is my bard 💗

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Mood board for my Bard, Mayleea Nightsong

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This is my first time trying to fully write out one of my toons rp stories. This is for my bard, Mayleea Nightsong. Feedback is appreciated!

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The Night Sirens Songs

This song is written by my mother and performed by Hecates wheel. Mayleea has never truly had a home. She often daydreams of what a home should be and how one day she will have a home of her own full of love (and LOTS of animals). Yet she still feels homesick for a place that doesn't exist. But she cant wait for the day she finds a home that fills this feeling for her. 

Cool breeze hits me in the face

I close my eyes to meditate for the moment

To hear the whispers of where I belong

So many days, so many nights, so many roads, so many flights

Let the music carry me away

I drift for days – I’m so far from where I’m from

Let me get home, home where I belong

Let me get home where the roots grow thick & strong

Let me get home

See the sunset across the sky, I smile at a man as he walks by

He’s a stranger they’re all strangers, there’s not a familiar face for miles

So many days, so many nights, so many roads, so many flights

Let the music carry me away

I drift for days – I’m so far from where I’m from

Let me get home, home where I belong

Let me get home where the roots grow thick & strong

Let me get home

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The Night Sirens songs

This song was made by my aunt's band Hecates Wheel but I changed it up a bit. I picture it as an anthem she would sing to the citizens of Suramar to help spread the news of the rebellion and get her people to join the cause.  Often Mayleea would sing this song when saving other nightborne from the legion. This song let her people know when they were safe. The Dusk Lily will not lose this fight. The song quickly spread and others would sing it reminding each other to not lose hope.

I am the Wind

in the trees.

I am the truth

that you must breathe.

And I am here

to free you.

I am the spark

that lights the fire.

I am the flame

that takes you higher.

And I am here

to inspire you.

I am the warning

I am the fight. 

And I am here

to make things right 

I am the dusk lily 

and I will not lose this fight.

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Mayleea Nightsong

Bard, The Night Siren, a royal pest, and an animal hoarder.

As soon as her younger brother showed he could wield arcane and she could not, her parents threw her out into the streets. Her family has a deep bloodline of Arcanist and they wanted to keep it that way no matter the cost.They completely wrote her out of existence and destroyed any bit of evidence she had ever been born. Being as though she was thrown out at 14 years old and everyone else was a few thousand it wasn't hard to make others forget about her.  

To get by, Mayleea would take odd jobs around the city. These jobs varied from pranks, deliveries, "persuasion",performances, and basic housework. Along the way she acquired skills with a bow and became a small known musician, writer, and performer in Suramar.You could often find her performing in the streets for coin. During the rebellion she would often play pranks on the legion and their supporters. She also helped spread the word of the rebellion with secret messages through her street performances and music.  When the nightborne allied with the Horde she was eager to explore the world she thought didn't exist. Now she travels continuing to take odd jobs and spreads the stories of the world through her performances. Although she is not all that great at Orcish yet when it comes to translating Suramar music and stories, she is constantly creating new ones about her discoveries. 

Appearance

Species: shal'dorei

Hair: pure white choppy bob with straight across bangs. Hair stops right above her chin in length.

Eyes: light blue, almost white

Complexion: dark blue, covered in glowing nightborne tattoos most of which represent magic although clearly she is lacking any arcane power.

Body structure: petite, slightly toned and light curves. Being as though money has always been tight for her food was scarce most of her life but her performances keep her body from looking like nothing but bones.  Several piercings on her ears and diamond face shape.

Personality traits 

Childish- although shes probably lived longer than most people she meets (besides other elves). She acts like a disobedient child. Her attention spam is equal to a goldfish and she really doesn't know when to stop pushing someone's buttons until it's too late.

Oddball- mayleea has always had a better time befriending animals than people. She has a very odd sense of humor and half the things that come out of her mouth just don't make any sense. 

Creative- despite her weird personality quirks she loves to make music, write, and put on a good show.  She is very talented on her lute and has a beautiful voice. Her music and writing ranges from humorous jingles to heart wrenching songs describing the life shes had.

Alignment: Chaotic neutral 

 Likes: a good story, drinking, exploring, music, dancing, animals, pranks.

Dislikes: talking about family, standoffish of mages especially Nightborne, Fel magic.

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Thilania Felo'arkhana

Title(s): Magistrix, pyromancer, battlemage.

Profession(s): Silvermoon Magistrix, Investigator/Detective, alchemist, explorer

Gender: Female, she/her

Age: about 1,200

Race: Sin'dorei

Hair: color of sunlight, comes halfway down her back curling at her ends. She usually wears it up. "The big curl" style in-game.

Eyes: yellow-green

Body/appearance : a toned pear shaped figure more on the pale side but has a warm complexion with light freckles on her face. If you stand close to her, she gives off the same comfort of sittjng by a campfire. Thilania always has a enormous smile on her face and her hands twitch every so often, it usually only noticed by those who have been around her a few times.

Relationship status: widowed/single

Sexual orientation: bisexual

Personality traits:

Thilania is always appearing to be extremely happy (think of like an overly happy tour guide with a dash of starfire) sometimes it can come off as creepy or seem as if she is taking something to appear that extremely happy all the time. She strives to always be a bright person (quite literally) and will try to help anyone in need. She loves cheesy puns, cheesy romance, and cheese in general. Thil also has a soft spot for children and small animals.

Thil doesnt like to stay in silvermoon for long or gossip with other magisters. She loves a good adventure and is always excited to learn something new. She keeps a very open mind and heart. She hopes to open the eyes of her people to be more accepting of others and to learn when forgiveness is needed. Although she will always defend the horde to her last breathe she wishes that peace could be made with the Alliance, as there are beautiful souls in both sides and innocents losing their lives in this eternal feud.

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The Black Rose

Long before Thilania met her husband, she had her first love Octavia Lovegoode. She was a human with long black curly hair, a pale freckled complexion, and dark maroon eyes. She came to Dalaran to be Thilania's apprentice but quickly the two became deeply infatuated with one another.

Octavia began looking into necromancy along with other dark magics to try to become immortal so that she could be with Thilania forever. Thilania scorned her for practicing the magic behind her back and hoped that Octavia would of stopped without the involvement of the "mage police". Unfortunately she did not stop and was determined to be enternally with her love and was found experimenting on several dead bodies by the kirin'tor. They wanted to execute Octavia to make an example out of her. But Thil was able to strike a deal; Thil and Octavia were to both leave Dalaran and to never see each other again. Octavia was not to be allowed to ever return to Dalaran and Thill received a temporary ban from the city. This was the letter Thil left for Octavia in her room the night before they were to be escorted from the city.

My Black Rose,

It breaks my heart to see what I have done to you. I saw such amense magical potential within you but it seems as though my teachings and affection have lead you down the wrong path. Your life expectancy is far shorter than mine but that does not make your life any less beautiful.I will gladly stay by your side, but no longer as your teacher or lover. I want you to experience love with someone you can grow old and spend the rest of your days with. Unfortunately that's something I will never be able to give you.

As for your magic, please be cautious. There is a reason the magic you have been researching is forbidden. Your time here in Dalaran may have come to an end but there is still much for you to discover and I hope that you will continue your studies as a mage, preferably with magic that isn't banned. But I loved you for the rebel you are and your strong will.

They would not permit me to say my goodbyes in person. I shall be returning to Quel'thalas and soon the kirin'tor will come and escort you back to your homeland. Please know that I love you. I am sorry that I failed you.

Your dearest friend,

Thilania Felo'arkhana