#Annori

[allenvooreef]

When I’m in a rut, I can always count on pose reference artists to get me drawing again. 😌 Saw this fun one by @adorkastock and immediately knew it had to be Annori!

Maybe I’ll see if I can draw the whole gang with some downtime activities.

Annori was created by @imrowanartist

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[anywaymurder]

A Coward's Coat

Chapter 55

Annori, Kevin and Raiden head to the apothecary. Stepping inside is like stepping into a forest! The air is warm and humid, and the smell of moss fills their noses, and all around them are plants - actual, growing plants. Annori recognizes several of them as swamp-native species, and notes a couple of rare specimens sometimes used in potions. It’s hard to see the edges of the room, but they eventually spot an archway leading into a more regular looking room. There they see the familiar face of Xadrynk! The goblin is discussing ways to catch up on his studies and finance his internship with a tall elf. Annori greets Xadrynk excitedly and tells the elf, referred to as Master Valm, that she can vouch for Xadrynk’s qualities. Valm seems unimpressed in the politest way he can manage, and asks Xadrynk to return after the gala to continue their conversation when he’s less busy. As he leaves, Xadrynk asks the group if they want to get together to catch up later, and they agree to meet him in the Majestic Mare that night. Master Valm asks Annori what she’s here for, and she explains she’s looking for a potion that would compel the drinker to speak the truth - preferably without knowing they’d been drugged. Realizing how bad that sounds, she adds: ‘But not for anything nefarious, of course!’ Grabbing Kevin, she says: ‘Look at us! Do we look like we’re up to no good??’ The elf raises an incredulous eyebrow and Raiden quickly steps in with a lie. He quietly tells Valm that Annori was recently the victim of such a potion, but is too embarrassed to talk about it, and they’re simply trying to ascertain what was in it to assess the damage done. Master Valm admits brewing such a potion is incredibly difficult, especially one that remains undetected, and that the drinker can always choose not to say anything. But he does have something along those lines: a potion that would make the drinker more likely to keep talking where they would normally hold their tongue. Annori buys the babbling potion for 100GP. 

Raiden asks the elf about the impressive array of indoor plants. When Annori mentions the swamp-specific species, Master Valm looks at her a bit differently than before. ‘Are they just letting strangers into the swamp, now?’ Annori explains her being there was a sort of exception, since she was in training with a druid. Recognizing Valm as a swamp elf now, she asks if he knows Ara Kresh. The name doesn’t ring a bell, but he encourages them to bring Ara by sometime. He admits it has been a few years since he left the swamp himself. ‘A few standard years, or elf years?’ she asks, earning herself a knowing smile from Valm. ‘A few hundred years.’

Meanwhile, Ara wanders around the city after his visit with Findire to clear his mind and get to know the streets of Anamdael better. Once he feels like sufficient time has passed he heads back to the Majestic Mare, where he occupies a large table in the back and glares at anyone who tries to join or take a chair. The rest of the party arrives not long after. Suddenly, they are approached by a small figure fidgeting nervously with the hood of his cloak. He asks if they’re the ones who found Xadrynk. ‘Who’s asking?’ counters Raiden. The young gnome quietly introduces himself as a friend of Xadrynk, and explains he’s in urgent need of help — the discreet kind — to find a missing person. He’d put notes on several of the city’s quest boards but so far had not gotten a response, and then he’d remembered Xadrynk talking about this group with such praise that he decided to come seek them out. He hands them a slip of paper containing an address in the Eastern Gardens and asks them to meet him there later that night, so that they may discuss the details in private. 

Once the nervous gnome leaves, Ara remarks that meeting someone late at night in a shady alleyway sounds like a good way to get ambushed. Raiden agrees that it has all the elements of a good set-up, but he does believe the kid to be genuine in his request. Kevin is also eager to offer their help, seeing how desperate he looked. They decide to go to the meetup, though they have several more hours to fill before it is time. They then remember that they’d agreed to ask Raiden some questions about himself, so they order some drinks and brace themselves for what promises to be an interesting conversation. 

Starting off strong, Annori asks Raiden what his favorite childhood memory is. It takes a good long while for him to answer, but then he tells them how he used to climb out onto the rooftop of their house in the evening, and instead of reprimanding him for it, his mother would simply sit in the open window and read him stories from there. They were often stories about adventurers, dragons, mermaids… though his favorites were the pirate stories. He confirms that that might have had something to do with him becoming a sailor later on. Ara asks him if the pirate story he told them during their first couple of days together was true. Raiden barely even remembers telling it, and admits that the whole thing was made up. Kevin inquires as to how many different identities he’s had. R: ‘I guess… five and a half? Maybe six? There was some overlap, it depends on how you wanna count it.’ Kevin remarks that it must be stressful to be a different person all the time. ‘On the contrary,’ the rogue replies, ‘I think there’s something very liberating about being someone else for a while. You can just take whatever holds you back, whatever worries or problems you might have had, and shed it like a coat. That’s someone else’s problem now. And you get this wonderful clean slate, for you to fill as you please. You get to go in without anyone expecting certain things from you. You could do anything. Be anything. It’s all up to you. And you get to experience a slice of life from a different view, sort of a ‘what-if’ situation. What if I'd grown up in a wealthy family? What if I’d always speak my mind? And then you mix it up a little every time, you experiment, you go nuts, because nobody knows you anyway, you don’t even know you, and if things don’t work out you can just move on to something new. No attachment. No stakes. No… having to face the consequences for the horrible things you’ve done.’ N: ‘Sooo what you’re saying is you’re a coward.’ R: ‘Very much so, yes. I have no delusions of bravery. But I was at least very good at being a coward.’ K: ‘Well, either way, I’m glad you decided to stay this time.’ R: ‘Thanks. I, uhh, am still on the fence about it. Not the staying, but the being glad about it.’ He explains that he’s spent so much time being different people, he’s not sure what parts of his personality are truly his and which were just performative. And once he’s found all that remains of him, what if he doesn’t like who that is? They ask him if he’s really afraid of animals. Raiden laughs bitterly and says that, regrettably, that has been a rare constant throughout his different lives. ‘They are unknowable and therefore unpredictable! With people, I know I can always figure out what type of people they are, and how I can — … mmm I’m looking for a word that doesn’t make it sound awful.’ A: ‘manipulate?’ R: ‘I mean: yes, but when you say it like that…’ Annori vehemently disagrees with his view on animals, and remarks he just has to get to know them. The group discusses the possibility of exposure therapy. R: ‘I sure am glad that this is the problem we have latched on to solving, now.’ Annori considers wildshaping but decides against it, not wanting to cause more chaos than they can currently handle. 

Changing the subject, Ara asks about the ring Raiden wears on a cord around his neck. Raiden sighs wistfully that he had such a great story in mind for that question, and he’s sad that he won’t get to tell it now. Instead, he explains it was his mother’s. And that it is currently the only thing, aside from the book, he has left of her. A: ‘What happened with your mother, anyway? We know she was convicted of a murder, but…’ R: ‘The short version is: I don’t actually know. The long version… She was an apprentice to the queen’s arcane advisor. What exactly that job entailed, she was always vague about, but she provided for us. We had a good life. She was everything to me. Then one day she… didn’t come home. Instead there were two guardsmen at the door who took everything. Every notebook, every scroll, every vial, every last scraping of powdered roots and herbs. Countless times did I go up to the barracks and beg to see her, to tell me what was going on. Not a word from the officials. But whispers flowed through the streets. All kinds of horrific rumors about what Tarrenwood did, one more gruesome than the next. It wasn’t long until my presence was met with nervous glances. I quickly found that every job opening had conveniently been filled just before I came around. That suddenly every meal had doubled in price. That the neighborhood kids I’d known for all of my life were no longer allowed to talk to me. Her name stuck to me like a curse everywhere I went. And so, finally, when a ship sailed into port looking to expand their crew, I left Andreas Tarrenwood and his misery behind and became somebody else.’ Kevin gives Raiden a big hug. ‘That must have been awful!’ R: ‘Yeah, it, uhh… wasn’t great. But I mostly spent the last ten years trying not to think about it at all. That is until I heard about Lord Hartwind’s death and saw the similarities. Fuck, it’s so strange saying this out loud. I’ve never told anyone this.’ N: ‘Never? Not to anyone?’ R: ‘Not to anyone. Look, it’s not like I was never planning on telling you. I guess I just thought I had a bit more time before we started getting close enough to getting answers that those kinds of questions would start to come up. But in the end it wasn’t up to me.’ A: ‘You know, it’s not even that you didn’t tell us — your personal history is really none of our concern. It’s the fact that we were all prepared to support you, we were there lying and fighting on your behalf, and you decided to screw us over anyway.’ R: ‘I know. You’re right. I’m… There’s no apology that can begin to make up for what I’ve done to you. But for what it’s worth: I am sorry. Truly. Deeply. The thing is, I was terrified. You have to understand that everything I’ve done for the past ten years, has been to avoid exactly this. I felt as if the walls were closing in on me. I felt my carefully crafted layers of protection fall away all at once and I was afraid. Afraid of how the Syndicate could use this information against me. Of being used as a pawn, or as bait. Afraid to no longer be in control …Afraid of what you’d think of me. And I still am. Look at me. I’m falling apart, and I’m scared of what will remain when it’s all gone.’ 

After some of the air has been cleared and some more drinks have been consumed, it is time to head to the Eastern Gardens. The group keeps an eye out for anything suspicious, not having forgotten their previous ambush quite yet, but everything seems clear. After a quick knock on the door the gnome lets them inside a small storage room at the back of a house. He introduces himself as Marcius, a student of Conjuration at the Academy. He explains that a friend and fellow student, Bree, had asked his help for a history project. They summoned the spirit of a military intendant, the half-orc-half-elf Godobald Brockhouse, who had served during the Unification War  — in order to ask him some questions (Ara has never heard about this major historical event, which is baffling to Raiden). They had triple-checked every glyph and component and were confident the summoning was going to work. Only when the spirit appeared, it rushed forward and appeared to disappear into the body of Bree, who ran off, desperately exclaiming that he needed to see his family in the Sludge. But Bree doesn’t have any family in the Sludge  — he isn’t even from Anamdael. Marcius fears Bree may have been possessed by the spirit and fears he may not be able to find him in time for the gala, where Bree is expected to make an appearance alongside the noble who is sponsoring his attendance at the Academy. The young gnome starts spiraling out of control when he thinks about what might happen when Bree doesn’t show; surely people will realize Marcius had something to do with it, his reputation will be forever stained, and his mother will surely never let him stay in school… Raiden interrupts his anxious tangent and asks him some clarifying questions. Kevin is smart enough to ask about the spirit: perhaps they can find some record of him and figure out where his family used to live. Marcius adds that he wouldn’t expect them to work for free: he’s put aside part of his monthly allowance in order to offer them 1.000GP. Ara tells Marcius to stand a couple feet away and cover his ears so they can huddle and deliberate. They quickly agree that there’s no harm in taking the job; they could use some more money to buy all those cool magic items they ogled earlier, and if they don’t succeed in time they won’t be any worse off than they are now. Plus, Marcius seems truly at the end of his rope, and it’d be nice to actually start living up to their new reputation as ‘disappearance solvers’. They tell Marcius the good news. Ara sees no reason not to start investigating right away, having momentarily forgotten his friends’ need for sleep. So they decide to head back to the Majestic Mare and begin their search for Bree in the morning.

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[spaciebabie]

tumblr keeps eating my notifs man >:[

[otrtbs]

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[beuhakkaka]

Annori lore....

⚠️TW for needles, abuse and medical experimentation! ⚠️

Annora has a really fun relationship with her "dad" as you can see. Best time of her life!

On a lighter note, if you wanna see more animations like this, not just g/t centric btw, follow me on instagram! beuhakkaka is my handle, same thing as here lol

[imrowanartist]

Where to find me at Dutch Comic Con this weekend!!

I am once again in the Dealer Hall (NOT the artist alley), along the side of the hall. And I promise I will not forget my giant Annori banner this time XD

Anyway, down below you’ll find a selection of new goodies I’ll be bringing this weekend ✨

Hope to see you there!

[robtriestokeepadiary]

Wre stlmania day!! Evrry match so good. Ate tacos, but didn't swallow a bite. Tried a gumm i again. Still not a fan. Didn't eat food during this time except ice cream. Right choice. New every title! Much better feeling now that it's worn off. Also annoryed snake day, got 42 of them.

[egyptianking]

Having an Aussie colleague is so fun, it makes bitching about customers sm more cunty like "she was sauuuuuur annorying" you're so right, she was‼️

[idkapillow]

i'm redoing all the chapther on my book on wattpad all 26 chapters...don't worry i'll edit some things and move stuff around and remove some character

don't know how long it going take, but it be done in a week if my parents don't annory me... so yeah have a nice day!!!

[also i'm not using my xp-pen any more the 13.3 pro, because i'm waiting for a new computer, so i'm drawing either on paper or on my graphic xp-pen tablet, and also panthen and the other say HI!!!]

[cathrynkenobi11love]

Duchess Satine, Korkie Kryze, and Pre Vizsla

"Here we are, Mandelore." I say as me and my master pull out of hyperspace and detach from the hyperspace ring. "Okay, remember, try not to cause chaos." Obi-Wan said and I smirked. "Chaos? Me? Never!" I say and I can just see his eye roll in my mind. "Just don't do anything but be by my side okay?" He said. "But doesn't that defeat the purpose of this mission? I mean, were supposed to be doing investigating so, shouldn't I be investigating?" I said and the line went dead. "Okay don't talk to me." I said and proceeded to fly closer to the planet. R8 beeped something and I laughed. "Yeah R8, something is suspicious about the way Master Obi-Wan's acting. Keep your guard up." I said as I searched me and Obi-Wan's bond for what's making him so anxious. All I get is hard core shields though. Whatever he's hiding is very important clearly.

We enter the atmosphere and I marvel at the surroundings. "Wow, this place has really hit some rough war." I said and R8 agreed. We landed our speeders and I got out of the ship, helping R8 get out as well. Obi-Wan, R8 and me all walked over to the guard dressed in a mix of blue, greens, and purples and he stepped forward. "Master Kenobi, Padawan Ashlyn, the Duchess is waiting for you." He said. "Far be it for me to keep the Duchess waiting." My master said and we got onto the speeder and the dome opens up. "Whoa." I whisper as I see all the glass buildings and the beautiful palace looming in front of us. "Beautiful right? I only saw this once before it was all in rubble." He said and I turned to him. "What do you mean 'only saw this once?'" I asked and he turned away from me. "Well... Uh... Oh look were here." He said and quickly got out of the speeder. "Okay, keep your secrets." I mumbled and R8 beeped a response. "Yeah, I agree. Suspicious." I say and follow him into the palace.

We open the doors into a giant throne room and it takes my breath away even more than the city. The room is absolutely sparkling, like all harm that could ever come to it is far away. To the right is a giant portrait of who I assume is the Duchess, and to the left is a giant glass window/wall. "Okay now this, this is even better." I say and R8 beeps an agreement. As my master walks over to talk to the Prime Minister I walk over to the right side of the room and explore the surroundings, R8 rolling by my side. "R8, how in the universe did these people go from savage murders to," I wave my hands around me for effect. "this, so quickly?" I say and R8 responds. "Yeah, I don't know either." I say and trace my finger along the border of the portrait. "Ashlyn! Hands off the portrait!" My master yells and I quickly raise my hands in a surrendering motion. "I wasn't going to do anything, I just had my hand on it!" I said and he glared at me. Luckily, the Duchess saved me. "Master Kenobi," We all turned to face the Duchess, who was exactly like her portrait, just more beautiful in person. "My shining Jedi Knight to the rescue once again." She said and Obi-Wan sent me a message through our bond. "You got saved be her Ash, I hope you know that." He said to me through our bond and I sent him a message back. "Yeah I know, she's my new favorite person in the universe now." I said and walked over to join him in front of her throne. "Also, do you two know each other?" I asked and he put his shields back up. Someone's cranky. I thought.

"After all these years you're even more beautiful than ever." He said and I tilted my head at him. What's that supposed to mean? "Kind words from a mine who accuses me of treachery." She says. "Were not accusing you of anything, just investigating." I said and that didn't seem to faze her. "Investigating what may I ask?" She asked. "Shouldn't have said that." My master said through our bond and I nodded. "A republic transport was attacked by someone wearing Mandalorian armor." He said and displayed a hologram of the warrior fighting. "Evidence." I said and pointed at the holo. "No Mandalorian would engage in such violence, not anymore. Where is this saboteur?" Almec asked. "He took his own life rather than submit to questioning." My master responded. "It's not a far fetched bet though, when you think about how Mandalorians used to fight in many wars, often against the Jedi." I said. I felt a pull on my leku from behind and bit back an "ow." Instead, I glared at my master who undoubtedly used the force to pull on it. "This is nonsense, every one of my people are as trustworthy as I am." The Duchess said and banged on her thrown with her fist. "Doubt." R8 beeped and I bit back and laugh. "Clearly your investigation was ordered because the Senate wants to intervene in our affairs." She said. "Our investigation was ordered by the Jedi Council." Obi-Wan said. "Defeated." R8 beeped and once again I had to bite back a laugh. "I stand corrected. Perhaps you would like to join me in a walk through the city." The Duchess said and raised her hand out. He walked forward and took her hand and lead her out of the throne room. "Okay, you can just leave me now." I said throwing my hands up. I stood there for a while looking around and my eyes fell on one of her guards that had stayed. "Does she do that often?" I ask and he tilts his head. "What?" "Act angry then be all nice?" I asked and he shrugged. "Okay..." I turned around and swung my arms. "Anywhere in this city I could go, cause I'm super bored." I said to Almec. "The Gardens near the cadet building is a good place to clear your head, I'd say the rafters too but I'm sure the Duchess would probably get angry about that." He said and I nodded. "Come on R8, were going to the gardens." I said and motioned for him to follow me out of the throne room.

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"How are people so nice here?" I wonder out loud as me and R8 walk through the gardens. "Pacifists are nice, except their leader apparently." R8 beeped and I smiled. We pass a boy sitting on the ledge looking at a data-pad and he looks up and sees us but we walk past him. "Hey, is that a lightsaber?" The boy asks from behind us and I turn to him and nod. "Uh, yeah, it is." "May I see it?" He asked and I nodded, unclipping the saber and handing it to him. He took it and ignited it, spinning the purple blade in his hand. "Cool." He said and handed it back to me. I clipped it back onto my belt and crossed my arms at him. "You've never met a Jedi have you?" I asked and he shook his head. "No, no I haven't. The last time Jedi came to Mandelore I was just a baby." He said. "Really?" I asked, thinking Obi-Wan had to have been that Jedi. "Well, this is what they look like, some of them at least." I said and he jumped from the ledge and walked over next to me. "My name is Korkie, Korkie Kryze." He said and held out a hand. "Ashlyn Tano." I said and took his hand. We started walking side by side and talked about our lives. Turns out Korkie's the Duchess's nephew. He's nicer than her though, that's for sure. We reached the end of the garden when my comm beeped. "Master what is it?" I asked into the comm. "The parks been attacked. Were going to Concordia." He said. "Copy that, see you in a minute." I said and clicked off my comlink. "Well Korkie, it's been nice getting to know you, I'll look forward to seeing you again sometime." I said and ran off, R8 rolling behind me.

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When we got to Concordia and got out of the ship, the governor was there waiting for us. "Duchess Satine. You are most welcome." He said to us. "Thank you, Governor Vizsla. May I present Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Padawan Ashlynn Tano representing the Jedi Council. Governor Vizsla is one of the officials I spoke of. He has been working to find the members of the Death Watch." She introduced us an dwe bowed slightly. "I take it you've heard the rumors about Satine. About how she's supposedly leading Mandalore into an alliance with the Separatists." He said, a little too accusingly. "Our only instructions are to seek the truth." My master said and I nodded.

"This was the man who bombed the Memorial Shrine?" He asked, motioning to the casket next to us. "Yes. He was apparently part of Death Watch." The Duchess said. "A worrisome prospect. If you'll pardon me, General, we must attend to the body and see if we can identify this murderer." The governor said and left us. Obi-Wan then turned to Satine and whispered to her. "I need a favor from you. Please keep Governor Vizsla occupied at dinner." He said and she looked confused. "Where are you going?" She asked. "Just for a look around. I'd like to see one of these mining facilities for myself." He said. "You mean you want to determine if they're still operational?" I asked. "I hope to determine they're not. I want you to wear this earpiece so that we can stay in contact, in case you run into trouble while I'm gone." He handed her an earpiece and R8 beeped "More like you will run into trouble." "Remember that you are here under my protection. Please try not to cause problems where none yet exist." She told us as we ran to two speeder bikes and got on them. "Think of me as searching for solutions." He told her and she put her hands on her hips. "I have to tell you, I'm opposed to all of this." She told him. "I'd be disappointed if you weren't." He said and sped off. "R8, remember to be polite or you might get the Duchess kicked out of here." I told him then sped off as well.

When we got to the facility it looked to be full of armor and weapons. I picked a helmet up and examined it. "This facility doesn't look abandoned to me." I said and Obi-Wan nodded. We then heard noise and I quickly put the helmet down, reaching for my lightsaber. Obi-Wan stopped me though, damn negotiator. "I am here on a diplomatic mission under the protection of Duchess Satine." He said and I glared at him. We are dealing with terrorists that hate her, does he really think saying were under her protection is going to help our case? "We do not recognize her rule." Sure enough, the warrior jumps out of the shadows and attacks him. Another then jumps at me from behind and though I try to fight him, he got the jump on me so I was unprepared. He knocks me to the ground and kicks me in the face, knocking me out.

When I wake up I'm hanging upside down in some kind of yellow force field. There's the whirring of machines around me, and I can since my master behind me. "The commander wants us to sweep the area and check for any other Jedi until he arrives." I hear a warrior say. "These two are harmless enough without their lightsabers." I hear another say and spot them standing at a control table, our lightsabers in their hands. "The boss will love this." The first one says, tossing my lightsaber in the air. "Obi-Wan, what are we going to do?" I whisper to him. "Hold on, I'm calling Satine." He said and I mentally noted he called her 'Satine' instead of 'Duchess'. "Duchess, please acknowledge." He said into the comm. "Yes. Certainly." She responded awkwardly and I assumed she was trying to keep up two conversations at once. Great, this probably won't end well. "We are in a bit of an awkward spot. I'm being held by the Death Watch." He said into the comm, hurriedly. "Sorry to hear that." She responded and I have to admit, it was kind of funny sensing the complete in udder bafalment from Obi-Wan. "There's a tracking function on your comlink. Follow it due east to my location." He said again, almost pleadingly. "I don't know if I can do that at the moment." She said and Obi-Wan looked about ready to throw the comm into the machine. "It's extremely urgent!" He yelled this time. "Perhaps some fresh air would do me good." She said and my master sighed and I gave him a small smile. "Take a speeder, it's rough terrain." He said, more calmly this time. "Oh, I'll find my way, never fear." She responded and he clicked off the comm. "That went well, all things considered." I said and he sent me a glare.

"Start the machine. Time for the Jedi to meet with her fatal accident." I heard the warrior from before say and turned back to the machine in fear. The conveyor belt started to move forward and I froze in fear. "Uh, master?" I said in a high pitched voice as a bunch of rocks moved into the machine and were smashed by two metal blocks, then dropped into a grinder. "This is not good." My master said. "You think?!" I shouted and started to squirm in the forcefield. "Where exactly are you?" I heard the Duchess ask on Obi-Wan's comm. "Listen for the loud, metallic, clanging sound. That would be the machine about to smash my padawan into bits." He responded and I squirmed harder. Alarms started blaring everywhere and I assumed the Duchess had caused a diversion. "There's some kind of disturbance at the entrance. Let's check it out." The warrior said and the two ran off. A second later, Satine came running in, R8 rolling behind her. "Well, it certainly took you long enough!" My master yelled at her yelled at her. "You know, I haven't saved you yet!" She called back and climbed up a later to the control table. "Yes, no need to remind me of that." My master said and R8 beeped "We had enough trouble getting away from that Vizsla guy. So shut up!" "Be patient." She told us and I glared at her. "I happen to be a bit short on patience right now!" He yelled back and I nodded then turning back to the machine I got even more scared as I realized I was almost to my doom. "Satine, turn the machine off!" My master yelled, clearly sharing the same fear. "I'm trying!" She yelled back. "Satine!" We both yelled as I came between the two blocks and was about to be crushed. Just when they were an inch away from me though, they froze. "Oh thank god." I whispered but even though Obi-Wan dropped from his force field, I kept moving. Right, I still had the grinder to deal with. "Oh you gotta be kidding me!" I yelled as I moved to the grinder. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the warriors come back and get a hold of the Duchess. She was able to kick a can into the grinder though, and as I dropped down to it I grabbed onto the can and spun in the air, landing next to the warriors. I knocked them out and pushed them into the wall, using the force to bring to giant crates down on top of them. We then walked back to the elevator.

"For a man sworn to peace, you take an unseemly pleasure in the injuries of others." The Duchess said when we got into the elevator. "For a woman sworn to non-violence, you don't seem troubled that I could have been killed back there." My master said back to her. "But you weren't. And yet I still haven't heard any thanks." She said, crossing her arms and turning away from him. "Well, you certainly haven't changed much." My master responded and I rolled my eyes and glanced at R8. "For two 'adults' you two are acting like children." I said and they glared at me.

When the elevator doors opened, we were in an unrecognizable place. "This is not the way we came in." I said and quickly punched a warrior standing there. "Look there, it's the Jedi." Another warrior said and we had to duck to safety behind a rock. "We'll have to stand and fight. Or in your case just stand." My master said and Satine glared at him. We stood up and my master grabbed the warrior that I punched Jet-Pack and through it in the air. He then grabbed his gun and shot it, causing it to explode and killing three of the warriors. Another one then attacked me and pushed me to the ground. "You there!" I turned to see Satine throw a rock at the warrior to get his attention. She than ran back to the hiding spot and he got distracted, causing me to be able to knock him out. I ran back over to where Obi-Wan and Satine were and hid there.

We heard footsteps and I peaked out from behind the rock to see a cloaked warrior with the symbol of Death Watch on his helmet coming towards us. He shot the warrior that had survived us and called him one word: "Failure." "Now that's badass!" R8 beeped and I shushed him. We came out from hiding behind the rock to face him and he took his helmet off. "Governor?" I was shocked to see the face of the Governor I had just met a couple hours ago standing in front of us. "Ha ha, you got betrayed!" R8 beeped and I didn't even bother shushing him. "For generations, my ancestors fought proudly as warriors against the Jedi. Now that woman tarnishes the very name Mandalorian." He said, pointing at Satine. He then through us our lightsabers, surprisingly. "Defend her, if you will." He said and grabbed a lightsaber off his belt as well. He ignited it and it didn't make the same buzz as normal ones do, no, it made a sort of metallic musical sound. (you know what I mean, I just don't know how to describe it). The sound wasn't the only thing, it also was black. Black with a white glow surrounding it. "This lightsaber was stolen from your Jedi Temple by my ancestors during the fall of the Old Republic. Since then, many Jedi have died upon its blade. Prepare yourself to join them." He yelled challengingly and I turned to my master. "Protect the Duchess, I'll take care of Vizsla." I told him and though he hesitated at first, he then turned and ran back to the rock.

I ignited my purple blade and got into my master's signature stance. Vizsla attacked my and I twirled my blade in my hand and ran at him as well. Our blades clashed and thus began one of the greatest rivalries I ever had in my life. Were not there yet though. I dodged his strikes until he managed to slice into my arm and push me to the ground. He then set off on his Jet-Pack into the sky but I jumped up to him using the force. I was able to push him back to the ground but then he sliced at my arm again. He pushed my to the ground and I kicked him in the gut, pushing him back into his crowd of warriors. "Warriors, finish her!" He yelled at them and I stumbled to my feet. The bent down and shot three torpedoes out of their Jetpacks and I started to back up to the others. "Obi-Wan, Satine!" I yelled and turned around and ran after my master who was carrying Satine in his arms. We jumped into the elevator that had exploded and I rolled on the ground where I fell. "Oww..." I groaned and heard the sound of a droid coming up next to me. "Hey R8, is my master safe?" I asked him as I sat up. He beeped a yes and i nodded, collapsing back onto the ground. "That's good." I said and laid there until I heard footsteps next to me. I opened my eyes and saw the Duchess looking down on me. "Are you okay?" She asked and I nodded, getting to my feet and clutching my arm. "I'm fine, let's go." I said and we got onto the speeders and rode back to our ship.

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"But if Pre Vizsla fled, we have no way of learning how widespread Death Watch really is." Merrick said later when we were headed to our escort ship that would take us to Coruscant. My arm was in a sling and all bandaged up. "It's obvious the Separatists are supporting the Death Watch." My master said and I nodded. "I disagree. I told you I wanted to stay out of this conflict." The Duchess said and I turned to her. "Meaning no disrespect Duchess, but you can't ignore war when it's right in your face." I said and Obi-Wan nodded. "Given the current situation, I'm afraid staying out of the war may no longer be possible." He said and she glared at him. "I thought you of all people would understand my position on this matter. I will never be a part of this war." She said and stormed off onto the ship. "Reporting for escort duty, General." Anakin said and we turned to see him coming up to us. "Oh. Anakin, am I glad to see you." Obi-Wan said, exasperated. "You sound tired." Anakin said and chuckled. "The peaceful ways of the locals wore me out a bit." He said and I nodded. "Seriously, I am not taking up another politics mission for years after this!" I say and they smirk. We then head back onto the ship, R8 rolling behind us, unaware that the situation we just faced on Concordia was just the beginning.

[allenvooreef]

A sweet moment where Annori talked to the Wildmother about all the conflicting things she’s been feeling, while Kevin played a quiet and comforting melody. ♥️

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[anywaymurder]

No Rest for the Wicked

Chapter 56

On their way back to the Majestic Mare, Raiden suddenly stops in his tracks and curses. ‘I… may have fucked up. I need to see the Fable, right away.’ Annori asks whether he can tell them what this is about, or if it’s another secret. Reluctantly, Raiden explains as they walk: several weeks ago, after the witch in the woods had granted Annori the knowledge that her mother was currently in Osta Asari, she was struggling with the decision whether to go find her immediately or continue the investigation and risk arriving too late to meet her there. Feeling bad for her, Raiden had sent a letter to Osta Asari asking his contacts to keep an eye out for Annori’s mother so that they would know if she had left the city. Contacts within the Copper Syndicate — where, according to the Fable, there very well may be Masked Ones hiding among their ranks. N: ‘So, wait, you told the bad guys about my mom??’ ‘I didn’t know,’ the rogue says, desperately, ‘I thought I was helping, but now I realize I may have made a grave mistake.’ Annori pales and she quickens her pace. After banging on the door together feverishly, the resident of the Fable’s hideout opens the door groggily. Recognizing them from earlier, he lets them into the Fable’s chambers. She’s in bed, but quickly gets on her feet when she senses the urgency the group exudes. Hurriedly, Raiden explains the situation once more, and asks her if there is anything she can do. The Fable admits it’s not ideal, but she suspects Annori’s mom to be safe. After all, the possible moles within the Syndicate have no way of knowing Raiden is onto them, and as long as they don’t feel threatened they have no reason to threaten the group. Retracting the message now will likely only bring their attention to it, worsening their odds. Annori asks if the Fable can send someone she trusts to check on her. The Fable admits she currently doesn’t really trust anyone. (N: no one except for us?? Wow that’s dire.) Her insistence that Annori’s mom is probably not in any danger from the cultists is at least slightly reassuring, though Raiden remarks that being unable to do anything to set it right still makes him feel uneasy. They agree they must travel to Osta Asari as quickly as they can once the gala and the heist in Anamdael are completed, which will be little over a week from now. The Fable confirms she can likely make arrangements for the use of a teleportation circle. (N: yes we have experienced just how much faster that is if someone wants to get away. R: alright look, how about this time you all take the teleportation circle and I’ll take the boat, will that even the scores? A: you wouldn’t survive that boat trip.)

Stepping back into the cool night air, Raiden apologizes to Annori. ‘I mean,’ she says, ‘it was pretty stupid, but I appreciate you trying to do something nice. You are coming to Osta Asari with us, right? Because we really need you for all that investigation work.’ R: ‘Hey, it sounds like you booked more results in that department without me! But yeah, of course I’m coming.’ N: ‘How about we make a deal. We help you save your mom, and you help me find mine.’ She spits in her hand and extends it. Raiden gives his own palm a good lick and shakes on it. ‘I’ll take that deal, Sneezeweed.’

That night, meditation doesn’t come easily to Ara. Raiden is snoring and no amount of slapping him or pinching his nose seems to fix it. It doesn’t seem to wake him either, though, so Ara cautiously sits in a corner and takes out his toad plushie. A familiar sensation of warmth and comfort spreads through him. ‘I did miss this,’ sighs Ara. Then, barely audibly, he adds: ‘Can you hear me?’ There is no response from the plushie, but the warmth persists. Ara remains there cradling the plushie until dawn. (This is where Dy was asked to make a mysterious charisma saving throw that we are not at all freaked out over.) Come morning, Raiden sees Ara sitting there with his plushie. He makes a mental note of it, but doesn’t say anything. Instead he gets up and gets dressed, with his back turned to pretend he didn’t see it and allow Ara some grace. 

Over breakfast Annori takes out her trusty art supplies and makes a drawing of Bree based on Marcius’ description. She gets all the relevant detail in there, but somehow it is still a stick figure. The group decides that asking Marcius for Godobald Brockhouse’s address is likely the best place to start their new investigation. They find Marcius in his dorm — yet another person they have rudely awakened with their presence. Together they go through some of Bree’s project notes, whose handwriting and shorthands are not always easy to decipher, but eventually Kevin finds an address in the western area at the outer edge of the Sludge. The street that is mentioned no longer exists under the same name today, but they should still be able to track it down. Annori asks Marcius if he has an object that has Bree’s scent on it, and he produces a sweater he had left here.  When they arrive in the Sludge, Annori wildshapes into a dog (startling Raiden), takes a good sniff of the sweater to determine Bree’s scent, and quickly finds a trail of it she can follow. The scent path is quite erratic, meandering through the streets. It seems like this person was looking for something but was unfamiliar with this area. Eventually, dog!Annori finds a spot where the scent lingers for a while longer and sits down, looking at the group expectantly. There is a house nearby, and Raiden peeks in through a small window to see if anyone’s home. Suddenly, the front door opens, and a woman steps into the doorway. ‘Who are you? Why are you looking into my house?’ Raiden explains that they’re looking for a missing person, and asks if she’s seen anyone that matches Bree’s description. She has, a couple of days ago — Bree had come to her house, but simply stood there for a while and then left. She points in the direction, and dog!Annori confirms with a bark (startling Raiden) that it matches the scent trail. Ara whispers to Raiden: ‘Ask her if she’s related to the soldier.’ Raiden: ‘Are you by chance related to the Brockhouse family?’ The woman explains that her parents bought the house from the Brockhouse family. Apparently they moved out of town. With no further questions to ask her and a clear trail to follow, Raiden thanks the woman for her help and tosses her a silverpiece. (Here I wrote ‘Dy has resting sus face’ but I don’t remember what it pertains to lol) The scent trail continues in its chaotic pattern, and ends in a small alley, where the scents of the nearby tannery and dyeing stations become too mixed in with Bree’s scent for dog!Annori to reliably follow it any longer. Here, however, she suddenly picks up the smell of blood. Raiden clocks this alley as the perfect place for a mugging, so he quickly checks the rooftops and around the corners to make sure they’re alone. Ara, being an experienced tracker, eventually manages to spot tiny dried drops of blood on the ground. They’re few and far between, but they do form a trail, which they follow until they find the entrance to the sewers. (N, to A: wet and stinky, you must feel right at home there!)

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[cecils-dragons]

Whoops! Feel very far behind on dragon sales again, and somehow got two goat kids and a faceted during that time, wow! They are all 20g other than the citrus kids who are 50g. All of them to the bug kids are now adults because I waited too long. If you want to pay in treasure or mixed, let me know!

Mahonia - Dindora - Annoris(facet)

Aegina

Zeandre(goat) - Zeinab - Zeki

Citrange - Etrog - Hassaku

Rosalba - Rosalind

Miskunn(goat) - Villr - Auga - Taufr - Glymja

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[lystacre]

Day 337

Annori Sneeze-Weed, Tiefling Druid extraordinaire and sweet cutie pie.

Played by the not any less sweet @imrowanartist

[beuhakkaka]

Annori lore...? Annori lore.

WHERE HAVE I BEEN???!?! great question. I've been animating! And making art not strictly g/t related, so I didn't feel it was proper to share here 😭 As time goes on tho I'll be getting some more done, so dw this account isn't dead!

Also, if you're interested in seeing my animations and the stuff I'm making, you can follow me on Instagram! @beuhakkaka is my username there to make it easy lol

[imrowanartist]

3 & 30 for the art asks!

3. What ideas come from when you were little?

Immediately hitting me with the hard questions, huh? Oof, lemme think. I used to mostly draw animals and fairies as a kid. I think that still translates to Annori (my D&D character) a bit? Oh, and I always liked drawing the same character but with different hairstyles and outfits, which I guess sort of applies to drawing different clones XD

30. What piece of yours do you think is underrated?

I think this painting I did for a zine is a bit underrated? It's the biggest piece I've ever painted and I still love it very much ^^