#khajiit has wares if you have coin

[cat-cosplay]

Khajiit has wares...

[benthesoldiersjeanshorts]

[rivet77]

M'aiq knows much, tells some. M'aiq knows many things others do not

[maplemoonarts]

The store is open! Yeet says you should come and check out the different designs we have! You may even find one you wish to take home with you! She favors the Dragonscale Dusk and Dawn versions, but you might like a different set.

If you buy 1 set, get a 2nd one 50% off (same thing as getting 25% off your order when you spend $180+) by using the discount code SYRUP25 at checkout. Also, if you spend $250+, you get a free Chonk D20 with your order!

Here’s the link to the shop! Come see what we have!

[anxious-alastor]

Skyrim has a death grip on me rn so please have one of my original characters— Their name is Tsadaarji and she'll be in an upcoming story c: (I forgot their piercings, woops)

[toffeeverdream]

I have coin but store don't have the weres

[arfff-draws]

Creatures and clouds and cats, these are a few of my favorite things~ Looking pretty sweet on stickers! Gets yours here: https://www.redbubble.com/people/arfff/shop?asc=u

[nicstylus]

Khajiit has art, if you have the notes...

[notablenotation]

Crossposting stuff from my twitter to my tumblr and vice versa, because I've finally got half the mind to do it

I was briefly into No Straight Roads the Game at the time and these are based off of existing ocs I have lol

Thoughts & lore I had at the time preserved under the cut for posterity

These are all based on existing ocs I have that I modified to sorta "fit" NSR's Lore and Feel. Originally I was more intent on imitating the style of NSR, but it went away more and more when I originally sketched all of them lmao (I colored and cleaned up the actual sketches about a year apart from when they where first sketched).

The overall aesthetic of each character was loosely based off different punk/rock to adjacent genres with indeterminant success. I think I imagined at the time if they were to function gameplay wise, Scratch, Temp, and Rhythm would actually end up being Mayday's allies, with Scratch's jazz club being an unlockable area in the game for extra content.

So the main idea was that The Lonely Hearts Club was the original band started by the four of them, who met up in Scratch's jazz club originally and became friends. The band would eventually fade into obscurity as Ryme started a solo career during the events of NSR as EDM musician, SNOW QUEEN, under the NSR label (I forgot what exact genre it would've been). The remaining three members of the band would continue the jazz/music club and still frequently meet up, inviting Ryme as well (although he typically was a no-show due to his career obligations). Eventually they would become concerned for Ryme, who disappeared after the release of their first album, and travel to the semi-abandoned district of Vinyl City where he was based to find him, meeting Mayday and Zuke along the way. Basically Ryme was kind of like a secret boss you would have to beat to unlock the jazz club?

The "Snow Queen" epithet alludes to the theme of the boss, which was a sense of perfectionism and the pressure of popularity and criticism leading to a creative block/burnout and eventual self-isolation and depression. The other members of Lonely Hearts Club would have been npc allies in the fight, modifying stage conditions during it. Fun fact: their color schemes are based off the fire diamond. Additionally, the snake (while it has symbolic significance of like, crushing pressure) is also the speaker/microphone and is referential to Scratch. Scratch and Ryme are implied to be in a romantic relationship with each other :)

If you've read this far thanks for reading lmao. It's a fun exercise to think of how this kind of thing would legitimately fit into other projects, as a part of concepting ideas and such haha

[why-so-melxncholy]

Commissions 2023!!

Please read my COMMISSION INFO before deciding to commission me!

To commission, please send me a message either on here, or you may ask me for my discord via IM.

Thank you, I look forward to drawing for you! 💕

[imfvckingurdad]

Blorbo fanfiction except the blorbo is my oc Tsaravi so I literally have to make all of the content for it to exist plz end my suffering—

This fic is titled “wdym my blorbo is just the dabloons cat” on ao3 •w•

I should preface this fic by saying that this OC is an npc I made for my friend’s d&d campaign, which is set in the One Piece world. Therefore this is technically a One Piece fanfiction but it’s entirely about this OC and no characters from the show appear or are even mentioned lol but there will be locations from the show?? Or I might just use the one place my friend gave me and then make up the rest bc I know nothing about One Piece and I don’t wanna bother him with a bunch of questions lmao

In case you want to know how Tsaravi’s name is pronounced, instead of just making it up in your head, I pronounce it Sah-Rah-Vee (slight roll to the R) :3

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The scorching sun shone on the oceans waves as they lapped at the edges of the port. The sea breeze was the only relief the people of alabasta got from the summer heat. Not even the colorful tarps and canopies used to shade the lively bazaar helped very much.

The bazaar was filled with merchants and travelers from all around the globe, gathered to trade stories and culture along with material goods. With all the colorful fabrics and sizzling food, it is easy to pass over the small purple tent on the edge of the crowd.

The tent was more of a shoddy canopy made of some fabrics and large wooden poles stuck into the ground than a tent. It only served to provide the owner with some shade while they did their business.

The aforementioned owner was sat against his incredibly large backpack, filled with goods and trinkets he collected in his travels. His tail gently flicked against the dusty old rug he sat on and his ears twitched in the hooded purple cloak he wore. His red eyes scanned through the bazaar as he kept his head low, letting the hood obscure his face. His wares were ordinary, nothing of value was displayed atop the ratty red cloth. Only a small bowl of spices and some random shells. As he eyed the passing crowd, he noticed that not a single person looked at his shop. Or so he thought.

“Oh my, what a nice shell”

He turned towards the voice. It seems a customer appeared while he was distracted.

“I see you have a keen eye! Tsaravi sells the finest shells in all of alabasta!”

Tsaravi found the shell the customer was looking at in a dumpster behind a bar. The finest shells indeed…

“Really? Where did you get it?”

This was too easy. It’s no wonder there are so many scammers out there when people were this gullible.

“Tsaravi may not share his sources. However that shell can be yours for the very low price of 500 berries!”

He used his most charming salesman voice as he pitched the deal. The Khajiit caught the innocent idiot hook line and sinker with his shell scam. He even put it in a fancy glass box to sell the lie of it being special.

Scamming wasn’t his usual business practice, but Tsaravi wasn’t getting any of his usual customers, so it was hard to do any real business.

The real business being his maybe legal trade of probably not legal goods. He sold the last of his normal goods at the last city he visited, so he had to rely on whatever he found on the way here. The biggest disappointment of the week was that no one would get to try his latest batch of Tsaravi’s mystery powder. He spent the voyage to alabasta perfecting his white powder, which resulted in his black fur getting coated in white. It took ages to get it all out, and even now there were still some spots where his fur sparkled unnaturally.

Just as he pocketed the pouch of berry, a burly man with a large scimitar on his hip stomped into Tsaravi’s line of sight.

“I hear you sell cheese”

Tsaravi had never dealt with this man before. Had never even seen him until this point, but this man was here for Tsaravi’s real business. Perhaps one of his regulars has been spreading word of him.

“Tsaravi has wares if you have berry, what type of cheese are you looking for?”

“Stinky cheese. You got anything with a bit of firepower?”

The man kept his voice low, but it wasn’t entirely necessary with all the background noise. His request was not uncommon, but something told Tsaravi that this man was dangerous. Maybe it was the bounty poster with his face on it a couple meters behind him.

“Of course! Tsaravi has plenty of cheese like that! However, this one would not sell such cheese in a crowded bazaar such as this. Let us go somewhere more private!”

His sharp toothed smile never wavered. He wouldn’t have questioned selling the pistol to the burly man. That is, until he kept talking.

“Must be hard, wearing that cloak in this heat. Why don’t you take it off?”

The man chuckled gruffly. Tsaravi stopped preparing to move locations. This man was not here as a customer.

“Ah, this one is quite fine. Tsaravi’s hometown is much hotter than Alabasta.”

He kept the conversation going, but Tsaravi was done playing along with the man. As he started packing up his shop, he remembered the pistol he was going to sell.

“Apologies my friend, but this one forgot he sold the cheese already! Perhaps you should come back next time.”

He spoke with the same salesman voice he used on the gullible customer from earlier. He packed the last of his things into the large backpack and hefted it onto his back. His ears folded back under the cloak, betraying his cheery façade. This reaction went unnoticed by the man as Tsaravi turned to leave. Before the man could do anything else, Tsaravi dropped a small bottle, breaking it and releasing thick smoke into the crowd. He made his escape towards the docks amidst the confusion.

Tsaravi didn’t know if the man was a pirate or an undercover marine. Perhaps he was neither. Either way, he was after Tsaravi’s head. The threat of death doesn’t scare him though. He has a business to run, and money to make. Marines are bad for business. The longer he can keep his face off of a wanted poster, the better. Pirates aren’t much better, but at least they don’t arrest him, they just try to steal his stuff sometimes.

Now, which ship will he sneak onto this time?

[gl1tchdd]

can you help me build a pc, glitch?

"...i mean, if ya got the parts and gil for my time, sure."

[beans-the-orange-cat]

Khajiit has wares, if you have coin.

[demilypyro]

Khajiit has wares if you have coin

[owlpellet]

khajiit has wares if you have coin. or dirt from outside.