#Alphus

[jemmamaas]

[duraxxor]

Continuation from RP

Within the eye of the assassin, magic seemed to ripple in currents around his pupils. A darkness that possessed flickers of crimson spittle. It was a glimpse, but almost like the Commander's words seemed to bring out something within him. As young as she was, she knew of the sacrifices that were placed the shoulders of many like him.

" You are a lot like me... I always tried to continue to try and everyday it always grew more difficult. It's only through having people in my life that I ever knew any sort of joy or happiness. To be shameless of my deeds. And yet, even now... " Alphus trailed off, growing half-lidded as he seemed to look off into a blank space in the distance. The memories he was being flooded with in that moment were not of his. But of another that he had duplicated through a secret. Those foul memories that would make a mortal stomach churn, heave with disgust as the itemization of an individual had been robbed. Alphus didn't even know it yet, but he was balling his fist tightly and the darkness within him was lightly flickered in an aura. This fact gave hint that his assassin nature went deeper into the shadows than was anticipated.

" ... I am finding that the difference between noble and criminal are nothing more than financial status. Just as I have learned that there isn't a difference between monster and man... it's all a matter of who has wronged who. Lynx devours lynx. Who is predator and who is prey? " His singular eye now looked back to her. " You have had people you care for taken from you too, haven't you? " And with that question, he offered her to sit down next to him on the bench.

[ @kelzthalassunwhisper <3 ]

[skettibun]

I. AM NOT DEAD. WHAT.

Also also also TDH has been my therapy game for finals week and personal stress so I am proooobably going to draw a bunch of stuff for it-! There is not enough content dedicated to this game to satisfy me so I will make it myself.

IT'S ALPHUS!!! MY BOY!!!

HE LITERALLY- LIKE- LIKE LISTEN- NO HE LITERALLY COLLECTS SNOW GLOBES CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT THAT'S THE CUTEST THING EVER-!!!???? he's also like, the nicest derelict?? I would steal a SNOW GLOBE FACTORY for him because he deserves it DKJFNSDKJLGNDFGKJL----- I'm going to learn how to draw him and the others better because the detail in this game is INSANE and, Woah buddy, I cannot draw detail to save my life-

[mirelurkmoment]

If I had a nickel for everytime I played a game that had a character associated with robots that liked to collect snowglobes, I'd have 2 nickels. Which isn't alot but it's wierd it happened twice, right?

[karakun77]

soft remaster UT coloured

[desavine]

"He's always in that big coat. It's kinda silly cause he's so short. Haha- The Mayor has been walking around in that thing since forev - Wait that's not right...Sorry, I can't remember how long he's been in charge." - A local on Os Akseal

[vvyaspitofhell]

Planning out the monster mode of The Mayor...

[duraxxor]

A hoarse, ragged chuckle escaped his lips from beneath the veil, noting how she suddenly changed her posture and made an attempt to hold herself high. He pocketed the book that appeared to have been some sort of a romance novel of sorts. Though, it was hard to tell what the title was considered the literature was as worn for wear as he was. She was correct though, sometimes you don't know where you path will take you. Just as this path had brought them together. " At ease, Commander. " He stated, wrinkles forming out of the corners of his exposed cheek. When her hand was offered, he extended the only hand he could and placed it upon her own, looping his fingers around her own in a shake. His hand was warm, but there was something about it that felt... indifferent.

" Former Pathstalker and Sunfury Assassin, Alphus Durand Daevara. And I did once serve... but it seems I have been declared... deceased since the Scourge Wars in the North. " His eye widened, staring off into space. Perhaps there was more mental scarring about him than physical and he was zoning out? Post traumatisms had that effect on those who had undergone much. And the Scourge war under the Sun King was no joke. It was a wonder he was not actually deceased. Slowly, his hand slipped away from her own, coming to a slow drop before it fell to his knee. " I am no one of importance though. Simply admiring what remains of my old home. But tell me... what troubles you so, Commander? Perhaps I can shed some wisdom for you if you would like? "

[[ @kelzthalassunwhisper it's not a problem! ]]

" You appear to be someone that doesn't quite understand where they are going? Yet, you have been here for some time. " A voice of worn baritone from what appeared to be a rather, grizzled elven man. A crimson scar wrapped around his entire jawline, paired with a patch of fabric over his left eye. A once azure gaze now possessed the depth of the oceans outside the walls. It was hard to say what age this man was. But one thing was for certain, he had the appearance of a veteran that chose to wear his old uniform that had seen better days. There was even a tattered cloak concealing his left arm. Lazily, he sat on one of the curled benches with a book clutched in his unconcealed hand.

The days had definitely lost their charm after the incident beyond the Shepherd's Gate. Her focus was unsteady due to the emotional burnout and physical exhaustion of her body and spirit. She drifted towards the bench, seemingly unaware of her surroundings as bare hands lifted to dig along the tresses of blonde hair. A deep breath was taken in before it was expelled in a weary sigh.

The words of the stranger caught her off guard, forcing her to straighten her posture and re-orient herself in her guardian regalia. With a brief glance she thought for a moment he might be referring to someone else. But his blue eye didn't seem to be bearing down on anyone but her. Seeing the eye patch and noting what uniform her wore, she cleared her throat lightly.

"Sometimes you don't know where your next steps will take you," she confessed as she leaned back against the bench to look outward from him. "But if you are familiar with my associations here, you would be correct. I have been here a while..."

Perhaps it was in this moment that she was considering her resignation with the Silvermoon Guard. But that was not a question to address now, but a thought for another moment in time. Instead, she turned to glance at him.

"Do you still serve?" She asked upon making that connection to his uniform and looking him over once more. "Apologies for not introducing myself sooner, Commander Kelz'thalas Sunwhisper." Her bare hand was offered to the man as she offered a small smile to offset any hesitation or suspicions on her part.

@duraxxor - ;3 thank you for the ask

[httyd-nerd]

Ant: Why would anyone want to harm Alpheus?

Fontaine: Maybe because they met him?

[ne0squid]

omg hiiii ^_^

[mrdrhenwardhykle]

Non FNAF old Scott Cawthon art style appreciation post

[jemmamaas]

More doods of Human! TDH characters

[duraxxor]

Part 1

Part 2

There was that long, drawn-out moment even after the Commander asked him such a difficult question. Most people were biased and when it came to their own opinions on how they would change the view, they would simply ask they give them a chance to prove it. Or, they would say that their own wisdom was the right path when it was often, as the Commander stated, to be one sided.

His singular blue eye seemed to drift off, eyeing the children in the distance that were playing amongst one another. This singular vision as the children showed no bias, only playfulness and banter. It took a calculative step onto a downtrodden path. A path that leads him to where he was today. The path of monsters.

" I share them of my tale, not of one that leads down the path of my own suffering in this moment. No. I would tell them the tale of a young lad who was wronged by his kin for appearing different and forced to live a hardship of corruption that took his own mother away from him. " His gaze now fixed onto her now, seeking her eyes for consideration now.

"... It all starts with the children. When you thrust a familial destiny onto them without so much as a choice, you rob them of what they could be and ingrain them with ideals that are not always practical. Ideals that are sometimes paved in blood and envy. Every child in this world deserves a home and love. They take responsibilities that they didn't ask for because it's easier to give in than to thrust yourself through the challenge. Even the worst of the worst start off as misunderstood children that didn't have a choice always, no matter the cause. "

@kelzthalassunwhisper ;3

[soraka-in-warhammer40k]

Getting ready for the local tournament on Saturday, now there's only one Rockgrinder left to go...

[sinfullsanses]

All of the goldens

description of the AU Coming Soon!

[fernrisulfr]

Organizations of Anoria

A list of some of the organizations existing across the Anorian continent thus far. I never actually figured out the specifics for the order of the Silver Star, but rather than being an order built around Bahamut (thus why it’s not Platinum Star), they’re basically the fan club of a particular Dragonborn Paladin. 

Thieves Guild - The Keepers of Waukeen. Claim to be worshipers of Waukeen, only truly for the upper echelon who worship her in their own twisted fashion. Known underground as "The Keepers" (Reference to "Finders Keepers"). That both groups are the same is not openly known. Frequently use Temples or Shrines to Waukeen as a front for their deals, but always leave her a "cut" (offering) in return. Leaders are referred to as Magpies rather than Cardinals. Singular Leader known as "The Finder". Not associated with the actual Temples to the "three sisters", but are tolerated.

The Mighty Polymorphing Empowered Rangers - Based in the village of Hawthorne, the Empowered Rangers are an organization of adventurers devoted to the protection of civilians, and the extermination of monsters and fey creatures which wander out of the Fey Mire or that appear in the surrounding area. Lead and managed by Alphus V (the 5th), he is an Artificer who provides each member with a special "Empowered Coin" which allows them to Polymorph into a stronger form in order to do battle. Due this going beyond the normal limits of an Artificer's abilities, it is speculated he is receiving aid from a higher power. Members are divided into colour coded squads, normally consisting of 5 or 6 individuals. Despite the name, membership is not exclusive to Rangers, however came from the original 5 all being of the class. The organization's funds are maintained by a combination of donations and the sale of anything they managed to harvest from slain monsters.

The Weavers of Fate - An organization devoted to the Raven Queen. They believe that just as the Raven Queen weaves and maintains the tapestry of fate, they exert her will over the events laid forth, guiding them to the desired path. Their members and agents stretch across the continent, watching events unfold, and attempting to guide them towards the desired result. By the main body of the Raven Queen's followers they are seen as foolish, as it is not for mortals to pull and weave the threads of fate. No one, not even the members themselves, are entirely sure if they are simply mortals fallen prey to hubris, or if they truly are the instruments of their Goddess.

The Order of the Silver Star -