#Volfred Sandalwood

[blue-unifox]

A little something I made just now :3c

[madamrynodm]

Based on that video of the Doctor Who cast playing cards

[quenthel]

pyre sketches :)

[solarfalling]

I made a pyresona….

Thats a baro’t saya btw!!! Hello Philippines. This game is about You.

[raynewton]

Pyre x Hollow Knight

Shae the Shaman, Confessor Tariq, Nailmaster Hedwyn (seems like he has secret ties to mantises), Volfred of the Greenpath (someone marked him as a kindred spirit) and the True Hunter Oralech!

Pssst @yakkitylylac here's your moontouched snail!

[laughingpinecone]

Pic and "I want a pair of friendship necklaces exactly like that only it says "kindred spirits"" courtesy of Quill!

[aryisacapricat]

Drew this sketch of a scene from @vonvenerables's fic

Volfred's had enough of Iggy's adhd

[jpdoingart]

Volfred Sandalwood (Pyre.)

I am forging ahead into ever smaller fandom niches, woot! Gotta love art just for me!😅

Just felt like doing something that wasn't realist for once, that I could complete in like an hour; and I think his design is super neat (he's a sap, a tree-man, for those who are wondering.)

[incorrectsupergiantquotes]

Volfred: Have a little faith in us, Bertrude.

Bertrude: We have great faith, Sandalwood, tempered with vast annoyance.

[pyrepalaver]

i think volfred would, on very rare occasion, do something incredibly silly but in a way that no one would believe. like one day he's alone with the reader and just fucking dabs and the reader can't say anything because no one would believe it.

[blue-unifox]

Fuck it

*adventure times your pyres*

[under-snow-vixen]

vaguely a scene from A Reunion of Souls by thornedwritings

[exultedshores]

They march. Their group is sizeable, a good hundred of the revolution’s agents trailing behind a small number of figures clad in the white raiments of their ascension. Hedwyn, their Golathanian, walks arm-in-wing with his Fikani; Jodariel, Soliam Murr incarnate, has a tight hold on Ignarius’ hand, their horns knocking together affectionately; Ti’zo, the spitting image of his grandfather, sits atop the wild hair of Chae, who’s all but skipping alongside Almer and Dalbert of the Fate. Seven of the eight Scribes and their friends, their entourage, marching shoulder to shoulder down the alabaster streets. Oralech stands alone at the head of the procession, dressed in the uniform of a field medic that marks him even more recognisable than the bright robes of those behind him. He would have donned his raiments as well, out of a sense of uniformity if nothing else, but the Demon’s clothing no longer fit his diminished frame. He is no Demon, and he is no Scribe. He is the star that beckons them ever onward.

[vonvenerables]

Update Boost!

It’s winter in New Wakingwood and the Moontouched Girl is visiting Oralech’s clinic. 

Pyre Fanfiction: Dreams of the Downside

After the Rites, after the rebellion, after Yslach, the residents of the downside pick themselves up, dust themselves down and carry on.

AKA: do you like slice of life? Because I got slice of life.

[raynewton]

Revenge at any cost... but the cost has already been paid

[laughingpinecone]

Sorry, I saw this "live by the sun love by the moon" notebook and someone should gift it to him ironically and let him be ironically smug about it (especially since no-one can read what it says) (except for The Actual Moon Whom He Is Smooching)