#Reeva

[lizardmanarts]

An updated version of a commission I did for LegendOfJan of his character Reeva. I dressed her up as Vicar Amelia that Halloween.

[mistfallengw2]

Dragon warband (1305 AE, 16-17 years old, at graduation from the fahrar)

Ardea Dragonblaze - Legionnaire, elementalist Aurelia Goredragon - Ardea's partner, warrior Sidonia Chaindragon - Ardea's older half-sister, guardian Odhran Dragonfly - Obsius's albino twin, mesmer Obsius Dragonprowl - Aurelia's best friend, thief Kouran Dragonheart - the mom friend, engineer Reeva Dragonblast - the one with the joke, engineer-ish Lupita Wilddragon - the quiet one, ranger Rorick Dragonbreath - the Orr nerd, necromancer

Can't believe I had them since late 2017, but years later they finally have a design! Now to draw them around 15 years later, and finish their small refs for their fullbody design... sometimes in the future, gotta catch up on the easy oc-tober challenge first (9 out of 31).

Some trivia from the wip, and some new trivia! - Having just gotten out of the fahrar, they're full of confidence and bravado. Granted, they're quite capable, more than their age shows, but they still have some important growing up to do at this point. - The necklace Ardea wears was made from an amber gem Aurelia found during training when they were younger. She gifted it to her because it was the same color of her eyes and Ardea had it made into a necklace. - When they became official, Ardea started braiding unruly tufts of her mane with locks of Aurelia's (she keeps it short anyway). - Sidonia is not only more buff and tall than most female charr, but she's also extremely fluffy, especially in winter. She doesn't mind it that much, and luckily her sister is always up for helping her out with grooming. - After Rorick, Lupita gets along the most with Obsius and Odhran. One wouldn't say so from how the twins mostly ignore her (she's always quiet anyway), but there's never been a team like them in the fahrar when it comes to kitchen raids and similar nighttime expeditions. - Reeva never really figured out what she wanted to be, which played heavily into her insecurities during the first years in the fahrar. Kouran helped her a lot after she stopped bullying him, and she became a bit of a jack of all trades. While she doesn't like calling herself an engineer, she considers herself a top-tier engineer assistant. - Rorick got quite fucked up during a spell gone wrong, months before he joined the fahrar when he was still figuring out his magic. The result was much uglier and zombie-looking for a while, as the spell had quite literally consumed life force out of his body, with his face and hands having taken the brunt of it, but after lots of healing his skin became just furless and kind of wrinkly (think of a sphynx cat, but less squishy because it is technically all scars). Too bad his fur remained thin and sparse all over, never regaining its full strength.

[anghraine]

Silly poll for the Guild Wars 2 crowd:

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Never forget Reeva calls Rytlock "Brim-stud" once.

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[refinedstorage]

oollllllddddd I will not let them go

[starry-bite]

amber starting the "reeva" chant during speeches tonight i can't

[morey-art]

Reeva 1990, by Craig Morey

[aaravos-answers]

hello aaravos! happy pride month!!! from, reeva :D ❤️

Happy pride month, Reeva, a year late

[cobaltsoulsearcher]

— Eva Noblezada, 2023

[lizardmanarts]

More Reeva art for LegendOfJan. As always, thanks for your continued support!

[mistfallengw2]

I was writing, but then I ended up sketching how the Dragon warband looked in their early years (after they left the fahrar at ~16yo), right before the mission that led Kouran to retire from active duty in 1308 AE. After that, they decided to rename the warband to Wing, and continued their streak of successful missions (or "creative interpretation of orders").

I really want to finish this headshot lineup, but I gotta determine some design elements first (and fix those things that aren't supposed to be there yet oops). Maybe I'll even do a 12 years later pic.

Some fun facts in the meantime:

- Odhran and Obsius are non-identical twins, which is obvious given that the first is albino while the rest of their family has dark fur. What they lack in strength and bulk, they make up for in craftiness and trickery. - Ardea and Sidonia are half-sisters, with the first being almost a year younger. Their mother was a Flame Legion refugee and the only one of her family to reach safety when she was just a cub, and taught them not to be ashamed of their powerful fire magic. - Aurelia and Ardea are fahrar sweethearts. Gross and cute at the same time, I know. - Aurelia and Obsius became friends the day she arrived the fahrar. Specifically, she saw Obsius being picked on for being scrawny, decided she'd protect him, and then proceeded go to pick him up in spite of him being a few months older than her. - Kouran and Reeva were a thing for a few years in the fahrar, now they're insufferable besties. - Kouran is the designated group mom. - Lupita and Rorick were thought to be a couple, but they've always been just close friends. She was non-verbal cub and he liked hanging out with her because she didn't mock his furless face (result of a spell gone wrong) and liked his stories. - Aurelia is the tallest, Sidonia is the buffest, Obsius and Odhran are the smallest (Obsius is lither).

[oceansssblue]

Reva x Omega?? Like....a fluffy thing with them meeting as teenagers?

Thaaatttt orrrrr Feemor x Jaster Merrell also an absolute otp of mine

Okaaaay... I literally had to search some names up cause I honestly couldn't remember xD

Timeline doesn't quite match if you think about it but don't! Just don't think! It's quite short, but I hope u enjoy it :)

Xx,

Blue.

"TEMPTATIVE SMILES" – REVA X OMEGA 💖

WARNINGS: sort of anger issues, otherwise fluff.

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"Take me with you" Reeva almost demands.

The sight of such conviction and fierceness brings out a tiny amused smile on his master's wrinkled face. He's fond of her padawan; but oh, she still needs to work on the art of patience.

"You are not ready" he gently replies, tucking his com inside his robes again, hands coming up to take hold of the girl's shoulders.

Reeva clenches her jaw. She's tired of hearing that.

"I am never going to be if you never allow me to go with you" she bites back, her facial expression and tone perhaps too harsh for a girl her age. "I could always stay in the last lines. Or wait for you in the ship, at least. I'll learn about strategies that way".

Her master shakes his head. He has already taken his decision; nothing Reeva says will persuade him. Sometimes the young Jedi wishes he'd be more open-minded. She has the feeling he doesn't really listen to her half the time. She fears he will always see her like a kid; opinions unvalid. She is not. And she's smart. And right.

"You will stay in Kamino" her master answers, tone final. "You are too eager to jump into battle, young padawan. Jedi's are not people of violence. We are not an army. Our focus should always be on preserving the fragile piece and balance that holds the galaxy together".

Say that to those who suffers. Say that to the slaves that will never be freed without help, to those who die of hunger, to the civilizations destroyed by a bigger power. Reeva wants to scream. They could make a different. Jedis are powerfull; they could make a change in so many people if only they weren't so obstinate to remain as second line diplomats. Why do they even learn to fight with lightsabers if they're never going to actually fight? Why... Why is she not allowed to try to make a change?

"I am tired of staying behind" she mutters, a deep frown on her young face.

Her master gently pats the teenager's shoulders.

"I know, Reeva. You will be a Jedi Knight one day" he reminds her, perhaps trying to cheer her up. As if she had ever forgotten... It's everything she wishes for. "Til then, you'll have to trust me and do as a I say".

He pats her one more time, and then dissapears in the impecable white corridors of kamino. She's suddenly left alone in their shared room; alone with her furstrations, her anger. She feels it flowing inside of her, and she tries to push it down as hard as she can, but it's futile. Her hands shake, her teeth grinding against each other, and she feels as if it's going to devour her until she's nothing more than pieces.

It surges out like an explosion; and Reeva throws her lightsaber against the wall with all her strength, an enraged scream tearing through her throat. The saber drops to the floor with another metal clank; fortunately unscathed. She had built it to resist worse conditions than that.

The sounds, though, attract the attention of a small figure wondering through the corridor; and Reeva suddenly catches a mop of blond hair with the corner of her eyes.

"Who are you?" She directly asks, turning towards the intruder.

The girl's eyes widen; not expecting to be caught so fast. Reeva breathes out, trying to regain some sort of control, and watches the scrawny kid hesitantly stepping in, a small friendly smile on her tanned face. Her bronze skin tone is a nice contrast with her blond hair.

"Uh, hi!" The girl greets her, adding a wave that Reeva can only describe as akward. "I'm Omega. I'm one of Nala-Se's asistant!"

Reeva stares back at her. That's not the sort of explanation she was waiting for...

"Oh, ah" she seems to realise it as well, smiling guiltily, balancing her weight on her talons and tiptoes repetitively. "I heard a scream and some banging and I went to check if everything was alright 'round here. Why were you so angry?"

Reeva can't even begin to feel irritated with the genuine, innocent, friendly expresion on the girl's face. This... Omega, must be only a few years younger than herself. They have completely different personalities, though; that much is clear.

"My master decided to leave me behind" she answers, short.

The blond fills with excitement at that.

"Oh, you're a Jedi! I've never actually met a Jedi before!"

Her golden brown gaze flickers all over Reeva's body, almost as if she's trying to find proof, find why she's so different; and the young padawan can't help but flush slightly. Thank god there's no one here to see that...

Omega seems to catch onto her discomfort; as she grins and continues talking.

"Well, I think it's only normal to be a little angry about it. I'd be too if I had the chance to explore the galaxy and were left behind!"

Reeva doesn't even know how she does it; but this girl, Omega, continues speaking with her and suddenly the young Jedi looses track of time, quietly enjoying the blond's bubblier personality. Surprisingly, she isn't irritated by it; but endeared. She's cute, this girl. And she's got...

"Pretty hair" she hums, thoughtfully, carefully holding a strand in between her fingertips.

Soft, too.

"Oh" this time is Omega's time to blush, though it's much more noticable in her skin that Reeva's. "Thank you! You are pretty too!"

The blond's eyes widen upon realising what she had just said; and Reeva is delighted just watching her try to backtrack and pull herself out of it.

"A-ah, pretty hair, too, I mean!"

The young padawan chuckles, releasing the strand of hair and giving the blond some space to collect herself. She shoots a smile at her, letting Omega know everything's okay; and the kid shows her a temptative smile back.

Reeva feels surprisingly relaxed now. Perhaps staying back in Kamino wouldn't be such a torture.

THE END.

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"What's the most embarrassing thing you've done for or as a result of a bet" (I'll think of a better ask later, for now it be an in-character ask to whichever Charr it fit best)

(Chip Ironwelder doesn't get much content so I should use him for this.)

The short charr's usually serious expression tinges a slight into hesitation, he meekly looks aside to his warbandmate Reeva. "Do I really have to answer that?" He asks, only to receive a nod with a mischievous grin.

Chip grumbles deeply and sighs, rubbing a paw across his brow.

"Fine... Fine. Burn me. Years back when I was a new legionnaire, Reeva and I made a bet, a real simple one. Who can kill the most ghosts on the next mission. Easy, right?" Chip shrugs, then shakes his head.

"And of course I get called away mid mission for a briefing from my Centurion... Every one of my warband killed more than me thanks to that. So what did Reeva have me do?"

The short charr's ears blush a slight red, a grumble escapes his throat. "Had me dancing at the bar, singing her personal selection of dirty limericks- and no, I won't repeat them. Let me tell you, I was never a dancer, and that's before I lost my right footpaw. Everyone was staring while Reeva was in tears laughing."

Reeva nudges Chip's shoulder as if she wants him to add more, he growls lowly. "...And then my Centurion walked in the bar, amidst one particular limerick that was adjusted just for him. Pulled me by my ears to his office, scolded me and put me on scrapper duty along with my warband for a week. Reeva was in stitches despite everything and she will never let me live it down..."

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