#sonea

[snowdropsandtigers]

A nice thing this month was receiving the Illumicrate Exclusive editions of The Black Magician Trilogy by Trudi Canavan! They look so nice, and I love the author’s paintings. It’s a been a beloved series for me since 2004, and has warm fandom memories. I’m glad to have it in a fancier version. 🥰

[imnotalwaysbrave]

A while ago, *I know* that there were sketches for TBM by Trudi Canavan herself. Like characters, buildings and so on. And now I can't find them! But I know that they must exist somewhere....

Please send help.

[cute-angi]

Just a question in the round. Are there people here who know the black magician guild trilogy? Because I'm about to write a story about Dannyl and Tayend.

...

Oh...being in a dead fandom.

[haemey]

Silly Game Time: Are you fan of the fantasy genre? If so, what's a fantasy story (movie, show, book, game, etc.) you really like, and why?

I am! I like urban fantasy, like Rivers of London (gotta continue reading that series someday), as well as just pure fantasy like Kingkiller Chronicle. I used to really like the original Sonea trilogy, and Kingmaker - Kingbreaker. Lord of the Rings, obviously. Also a bit of a Zelda nerd, and I've read almost oll of the Witcher books. Also stuff like Demon Slayer. I haven't been reading too much lately... gotta amend that.

I've been playing The dark Eye for years now, and recentl, had my first proper DnD session.

I don't actually know why I'm drawn to it. Maybe it's escapism? Maybe I just like whimsy. I like a good story with realistic, authentic, coherent characters and good writing. It needs to be logical and grounded in reality with consistent rules. Even if it's a soft magic system, I don't like it if the rules just get bent out of shape whenever convenient. Magic ex machina isn't fun for me.

[angies-writing-blog]

Title: Warm Embrace Fandom: Black Magician Trilogy Pair: Lorlen / Sonea Summary: It was only when Sonea came into view that he found it easier to breathe—yet at the same time, the strain of his worry seemed to intensify. She halted before one of the staircases, struggling more to stay upright than to actually stand. Her breathing was labored, and she swayed on her feet as though she might collapse from exhaustion at any moment. Then, sensing his approach, she lifted her head, and her eyes, glassy with fatigue and pain, softened into a weary yet gentle smile at the sight of him.

[ladyliesbeth]

I really love the BMT-Fandom over at ao3. Everyone is so grown up an nice and cheering everyone making you just feel good. Also all the new fanfic’s are so good! All these little details…

But maybe that’s the perk of writing in a Fandom that’s old and not to popular- everyone is grown up and the people sticking to it just have read the books so often they can’t write something OOC.

(After remembering how long it had been since I’ve read the books the first time I am now feeling old myself)

[lovedbee]

I think these deserve their own post

[raventhekittycat]

somehow Akemi has been guessed more than Jaina on the Akinator and Sonea more than either of them. That said I did beat it with Akkarin (before I tried Sonea) 🤣🤣🤣

[amigodegandalf]

Sonea, protagonista de las Crónicas del Mago Negro I, de Trudi Canavan.

Vídeo completo en mi canal de Youtube: Amigo de Gandalf

#amigodegandalf, #sonea, #akkarin #akkarinxsonea, #magonegro, #granlord, #elgremiodelosmagos, #trudicanavan, #canavan, #fantasia, #lorlen, #magician,

[ledalausnows]

oh to be a fly on the wall when they told elzar they’re giving him an office by the chancellor. what if we made the sopping wet shaking chihuahua in the backyard the president

[dereliction-if]

The Commander x The Heir x MC

Here’s an actual scene which shows a bit of the dynamics in this combo, gives a better idea of the Heir and gives a first impression of the Commander and his background.

Timeline: MC approx. 14/15 years old.

Note: The Heir is referred to as S (Prince Solas / Princess Sonea) ---

"Oh, come on! Give it a shot! Seriously! Don't make me... force you," they chuckle, their threat merely a playful taunt. You roll your eyes dramatically, then open your mouth. What you experience next is unlike anything before. The water in your mouth serves as evidence for a taste you have never experienced in your life, your eyes widening as you sneakily nab another roll from their hand. "HEY! Thief!" they laugh heartily, and you swiftly stuff the roll into your mouth. With your now-free hands, you attempt to tickle them. "Guards! Help! H-help!" their laughter resonates as you both end up in a friendly brawl.   "What's all the commotion about?" You almost choke on the last morsels of rice in your mouth as you turn around to find Cedric leaning against the wall with a baffled expression. You quickly shift your gaze between him and S, scanning for any potential danger. Just in case.

"Hello, Cedric. We're simply enjoying some Tevynian rolls and soaking up the sun on this lovely afternoon. And you? Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at the barracks? Do you need something?" The barrage of questions catches him off guard. Glancing at S, you notice a subtle smirk, indicating that this was precisely their intention.

"I... no, I have a free afternoon," he responds, looking at you, his jaw tensing and his expression a puzzle to you.

"I see. Well... would you like one? There's one roll left," S offers, and you can see him bite his lip as his eyes wander to the roll. But then his eyes wander further down, to the ground, where you both are seated, where your knee touches S’s - and suddenly his demeanor darkens. "They shouldn't be here," he hisses, his fists clenched and posture stiffening.

"Pardon?" S replies, clearly confused by this demand.  "I said, they are not allowed here. With…you..."

"Is that so? And who made that decision? You?" S’s response adding a palpable tension to the situation, causing Cedric to step closer. Not towards both of you, but towards you. He now stands just a few steps away, looking down at you. You meet his gaze, squinting against the sun's rays that silhouette him. And then he just stares at you and you brace yourself for a kick, a punch, a shove, anything – but it doesn’t come. "Cedric, I think you should leave. Please," you say, your eyes softening. Another moment of silence as you can see him contemplate. And then you can see his muscles ease, his fists unclench, and his whole figure relaxing a bit - this whole conflict feeling unnecessary.

"Cedric!" His name slices through the air, and he freezes, as if lightning has struck him. His face turns a ghostly pale as he turns to face the source of his discomfort. "Commander," he responds, immediately correcting his posture. The shift is drastic – the boy from moments ago gone.

The Commander approaches with purposeful steps, stopping a few meters away from all of you. He takes in the scene, his gaze moving from Cedric to the heir, and finally landing on you. His expression darkens even further as his eyes lock onto you, examining you from head to toe, the same way Cedric did before - but his gaze being full of hate. An involuntary shiver runs down your spine, the hairs on your neck standing on end as you and the Commander hold a stare, a tense silence enveloping the moment.

"Is there a problem, Commander?" You look to your right to see S standing now and adjusting their attire. But the answer hangs in the air, delayed. "Not at all, Your Royal Highness," he replies, his gaze never leaving you for a second.

"Good. That's what I thought." Your eyes widen slightly, and you hear Cedric swallow audibly at the obviously fake friendly response. The Commander scoffs, finally turning to face the heir. Nothing but few birds chirping somewhere in the distance. "Do you require my services, Commander?" Cedric's voice rings out, his face unmoving. Seconds pass before the Commander responds to his son, without even glancing at him. "Master Perio requires assistance with the iron delivery." "Yes, Commander." Cedric bows hurriedly and swiftly departs, shooting you a final glance before breaking into a sprint.

The Commander looks at you again, his expression stern. "Their Royal Highness should choose their company more wisely. It might cast doubt on their judgment. We wouldn't want that, would we?" His gaze locks onto the heir in a threatening manner. S raises a finger to their chin, seemingly pondering the advice. "Hmm, that seems reasonable, Commander. Speaking of which, I must request that you depart... before anyone starts questioning my judgement."

Silence hangs in the air, the only sound being the rush of blood in your ears - not even the birds chirp anymore. You're unsure of what might happen next. Then, a faint, dark smirk appears on the Commander's face. "Very well." His words are the last you hear before he turns and leaves, without a backward glance.

[kirazlik]

düşünelim tartışalım beni her sahnesiyle derinden etkileyen the walking dead dizisine devam etmek mantıklı bi karar mıydı

[dazzlerazz]

Aggie's final song kinda wears me down now that I've heard it so many times but I think after I've had a chance to go through the rest of the game it will be my favorite

[ladyliesbeth]

So I’ve written the next chapter for you. Will edit it a bit tomorrow. But after half a year I finally made it

[lovedbee]

blood rings!

[my-gf-is-kazuichi-soda]

I never finished this comic, but Ultimate Programmer Kazuichi hugging a Blahaj

Pridebert designed her