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Elf Squad Assemble!

(Also I might have a new Elf blog coming into existence!)

Okay bastards, what have I missed. Who's still on here lol.

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I might be willing to RP a little in the enar future!

Okay bastards, what have I missed. Who's still on here lol.

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Are there any traditions unique to Nenime’s craftworld that differ from others?

Canonically, we don’t know anything definitive about Iybraesil’s society, other than the fact that there are a lot of girls and that they live a long time.

You see the name Iybreasil is a reference to Yggdrasil, Odin’s world tree of Norse mythology. Or his steed? Or a noose for odin? We also got the internal mythology of Morai Heg who cuts of her hand for knowledge, which may be a reference to Odin loosing his eye.

If we ever see some traditions that are unique to Iybraesil, they’ll probably be about crones being able to tell the future, maybe through bone casting, haruspicy, taking out bits. Stuff like that.

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thinking of doing a lil iybraesil series

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A piccie for @.stahlflittchen and Syrenka

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SIMPLE SHIPPING MEME!!

Send 👌 if you would like to explore a PLATONIC relationship between our muses!

Send 😎 if you would like to explore a FAMILIAL relationship between our muses!

Send ❤️ if you would like to explore a ROMANTIC relationship between our muses!

Send 💋 if you would like to explore a SEXUAL relationship between our muses!

Send 💥 if you would like to explore a ANTAGONISTIC relationship between our muses!

Send ❓ for a different dynamic - and tell me more about it!

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‘Like it? I love it Rishaeron!’ Solaria gaze Rishaeron a warm smile before pulling him into a big hug. ‘Thank you so much!’

‘I suppose it does, the chances of us running into each other are quite small when you think about it.’ Solaria mused as she released him and sat back down, before placing the charm he had made her around her neck. ‘If I didn’t know better I’d say fate enjoys bringing us together.’

Solaria listened to his plan, her smile turned to an expression of shock, and then enthusiasm.

‘Are you... suggesting we build ourselves a house on this world? Just... for the two of us?’

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Rishaeron couldn't help himself from smiling, how he'd dreamt of this day. His rifle and backpack were dangling from a nearby tree branch and the fire crackled near his feet and the Ranger just couldn't stop smiling.

Words nearly escaped him, he had spent so long on his travels wishing to see Solaria that now he did, words did not do her justice.

He poked the fire and sent up sparks that illuminated the two Aeldari like dancing fireflies against the warm night.

"I suppose now is the time for a proper catch up, is it not?" He nearly whispered, utterly content in her company.

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/ house party at my place tonight webway directions attached

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My Ulthwe Farseer can’t be this cute

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Solaria watched Nenime, curious as to how she could remain so calm and chipper despite everything going on around them. How could someone be so calm in such an uncaring universe, especially on a Crone World.

As they dismounted, Solaria was momentarily tempted to take a few cuttings of the wild flora, but then thought against it, it was beautiful, but there was no telling if it was tainted.

Solaria placed a hand on the hilt of her witch blade, ‘I think I should be fine, if that changes you’ll be the first to know.’ She gave Nenime a nod, ‘lead the way.’

Crone

Aeldari shades yet claimed the streets of the Crone world Moraiannath. 

Deranged echoes of the past, their existence was a mute, opalescent purgatory. Armed with harpoons and armored in an elder style, they seemed forever doomed to storm after the shadows of unseen leviathans as they passed over the shattered metropolis of Moraiannath. 

Nenime paid them no mind as she plasma-balled into a wide octagonal pool, set at a major nexus point. In the gathering twilight, the water was green and clear, and a small wealth of waystones shimmered in its depths. 

Nenime came back up in a wash, with a handful of those precious treasures. “Look what I found,” she sang.

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‘I’m glad to hear you can find time in your busy schedule for me. There’s clearly a lot going on around here.’ Solaria gestured to the quiet wilderness that surrounded them, the only noises they could hear aside from the crackling fire was the native fauna in the dark, none of which on this planet would be a threat to them.

Solaria couldn’t help but blush as he kissed her knuckles, she wished deeply that he had planted that kiss on her lips instead, and she too fought back the desire to kiss him as she took the pouch.

As Solaria finished unwrapping the charm, her mouth fell open in amazement.

‘It’s... it’s beautiful.’ She breathed, words momentarily leaving her. It was a simple gift, but it spoke volumes. ‘I... I’ll keep this forever, thank you.’ Solaria reached out and took a hold of Rishaeron’s hand and smiled. ‘Perhaps you should walk the path of the Artisan, this is the most precious gift anyone has ever given me.’

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Rishaeron couldn't help himself from smiling, how he'd dreamt of this day. His rifle and backpack were dangling from a nearby tree branch and the fire crackled near his feet and the Ranger just couldn't stop smiling.

Words nearly escaped him, he had spent so long on his travels wishing to see Solaria that now he did, words did not do her justice.

He poked the fire and sent up sparks that illuminated the two Aeldari like dancing fireflies against the warm night.

"I suppose now is the time for a proper catch up, is it not?" He nearly whispered, utterly content in her company.

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'As is mine.' Solaria replied with a smile. 'And we've run off from each other too much for the past few decades. Can we just have a couple of days?' She asked, she was asking herself as much as she was asking him.

Solaria gave Rishaeron a curious look as he pulled the pouch from his bag, but she did as he asked and closed her eyes, before holding out her hands.

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Rishaeron couldn't help himself from smiling, how he'd dreamt of this day. His rifle and backpack were dangling from a nearby tree branch and the fire crackled near his feet and the Ranger just couldn't stop smiling.

Words nearly escaped him, he had spent so long on his travels wishing to see Solaria that now he did, words did not do her justice.

He poked the fire and sent up sparks that illuminated the two Aeldari like dancing fireflies against the warm night.

"I suppose now is the time for a proper catch up, is it not?" He nearly whispered, utterly content in her company.

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Solaria climbed aboard the Wave Serpent behind Nenime as she explained their purpose here. She perked up immediately. 'I see. Well, I'd love to have a look at it. Hopefully there's something of use still inside.' She pondered. 'I can't... promise I can get it open until I have a look at it though.' She admitted softly.

Crone

Aeldari shades yet claimed the streets of the Crone world Moraiannath. 

Deranged echoes of the past, their existence was a mute, opalescent purgatory. Armed with harpoons and armored in an elder style, they seemed forever doomed to storm after the shadows of unseen leviathans as they passed over the shattered metropolis of Moraiannath. 

Nenime paid them no mind as she plasma-balled into a wide octagonal pool, set at a major nexus point. In the gathering twilight, the water was green and clear, and a small wealth of waystones shimmered in its depths. 

Nenime came back up in a wash, with a handful of those precious treasures. “Look what I found,” she sang.

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(She looks so good! Thank you! Both of you!)

A commisssion for @tearofisha , wich was in fact a secret gift for one of their friends.

Always happy to do that kind of commission!

⛔ © 2022warhammer 40000K belong to Game Workshop

Character belong to @solaria-the-seer

Art is mine, do not trace/edit, use as NTF , reblog or clams as your own.

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Solaria herself couldn't stop smiling either, it was impossible to stop when, every time she looked over at Rishaeron she found him grinning. His smile was so warm and contagious. She could look at it all night.

Her own travelling gear was stowed at the base of the same tree Rishaeron was using for his. She would pitch her tent later. For now she just wanted to spend time with him.

She had missed him so much more than she had ever cared to admit, even to herself. And she had leaped at the chance to travel with him for a time when the opportunity arose.

She tossed another branch onto the fire after he poked it, sending yet more embers rising into the sky and flashed him a smile.

'I think that sounds lovely.' She replied, grinning. 'This time, no running off on me okay.'

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Rishaeron couldn't help himself from smiling, how he'd dreamt of this day. His rifle and backpack were dangling from a nearby tree branch and the fire crackled near his feet and the Ranger just couldn't stop smiling.

Words nearly escaped him, he had spent so long on his travels wishing to see Solaria that now he did, words did not do her justice.

He poked the fire and sent up sparks that illuminated the two Aeldari like dancing fireflies against the warm night.

"I suppose now is the time for a proper catch up, is it not?" He nearly whispered, utterly content in her company.

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'More than I thought we would find.' Solaria added, her mind still wondering about what lurked in the shadows at night. 'I suppose we should. We don't want to linger here too long...'

'What... exactly are we here to salvage Nenime? You were a bit vague about what it was you wanted to find out here.'

Crone

Aeldari shades yet claimed the streets of the Crone world Moraiannath. 

Deranged echoes of the past, their existence was a mute, opalescent purgatory. Armed with harpoons and armored in an elder style, they seemed forever doomed to storm after the shadows of unseen leviathans as they passed over the shattered metropolis of Moraiannath. 

Nenime paid them no mind as she plasma-balled into a wide octagonal pool, set at a major nexus point. In the gathering twilight, the water was green and clear, and a small wealth of waystones shimmered in its depths. 

Nenime came back up in a wash, with a handful of those precious treasures. “Look what I found,” she sang.

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This is honestly a perfect depiction of their first dance!

Commission for @tearofisha

It was awesome to draw these two! They look so happy. Hope I did fine with the clothing, I'm not super good at Eldar fashion

⛔ The Scourge belong to @tearofisha Art is mine, do not trace/edit, use as NTF , reblog or clams as your own.