#amberyl

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Cover illustration by Larry Elmore

[laurikarauchscat]

Raistlin and his daughter:

I read the origional Dragonlance Trilogy when I was a child (I can safely say it was a formative work for me), and I was especially attached to Raistlin, Laurana, Goldmoon and Riverwind.

I bought the book from a second had bookstore that I was not able to visit all that regularly, so I was only able to get my hands on some of the second-gen books two years after I read the origional Trilogy. I did not, at the time, have access to the Internet.

When I read the legend of Raistlin's daughter (from the short story in an athology collection), I lost my fucking mind. Idgaf what anyone says, it just fit so perfectly with the narrative I had made up, that it seemed almost supernatural. Imagine my disappointment when, five years after that, I found out her story was fake. Blinding rage is an understatement.

Anyway, I am nothing if not delusional, so I started shifting the story about to fit my needs. Here follows Laurik's cannon:

The Irda’s breeding program (The whole, we need to fuck or we both die thing) is actually pretty evil (as in, rooted in evil magic), and can therefore easily be fully corrupted by Thakisis. During the period that one of them goes through this process, they are surrounded by dark magic, and since Thakisis is the being who made them in the first place, this makes them particularly susceptible to possession.

When Thakisis happens upon an Irda who is a little too curious about dark magic, she starts influencing them to leave their isolationist islands, and triggers the fuck-or-die magic when she senses them to be close to a partner who will help them create a valuable child. If she judges the Irda and their fellow victim interesting enough, she takes full posession of their body.

These half-Irda children of darkness are usually stolen away by the Irda parent (still posessed) to an Island where the forces of darkness train them to further serve the cause. This, naturally, is what happened to Raistlin, Amberyl, and their baby.

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Better Together by Amberyl Ethaniel Via Flickr: The song reminds me of this pic..created in Sl, then tweaked in Krei then pulled into Photoshop for a whole lot of editing, so excuse some parts that are rough.. Jack Johnson - Better Together "There's no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard No song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart Our dreams, and they are made out of real things Like a shoe box of photographs With sepia-toned loving Love is the answer, at least for most of the questions in my heart Like why are we here? And where do we go? And how come it's so hard? It's not always easy and Sometimes life can be deceiving I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together"

[magicalgirloftheday]

✧・ﾟ:*Today’s magical girl of the afternoon is: Amberyl from Gothic Wa Mahou Otome!✧・ﾟ:*

[laxlegends]

[das-boog]

Quick flat colors on a quick inked Am’Beryl

I aint forgotten my webcomic! The script rewrite keeps speeding up and I’m excited to draw it again soon!

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dragonlance - Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Dalamar the Dark/Raistlin Majere, Amberyl/Raistlin Majere Characters: Raistlin Majere, Dalamar the Dark, Amberyl, Faceless Bandits Additional Tags: Rape/Non-con Elements, Mind Control, Threats of Rape/Non-Con, Please Pay Attention to the Warnings, Murder, Blood and Violence, Non-consensual sex pollen, A Bad Night for Everyone, No one is having a good time, NOTHING IS GOOD AND EVERYTHING HURTS, Hurt/Comfort Series: Part 4 of Ivory, Blood and Ebony Summary:

A chance encounter in the Wayward Inn reveals, among other things, exactly why Dalamar wears black robes.

[4junhyeok]

finding a red dress is going to be hell like i look so bad in red and the options are already so limited BUT LIKE...I WANNA MATCH BERRY :(((

[444names]

french forenames + minerals BUT excluding "ite"

Abhurea Adamund Adorsthane Adrike Aergariese Agarealgar Agaria Aguille Aktase Aladine Albrewsten Aldermich Alender Allase Allonald Almanne Almuth Altanthene Alwise Amberyl Andra Annard Annarko Annes Anorrik Ansgard Antlan Apolycrase Apophardt Apophilda Archias Armangert Armanne Arsenium Arsula Arthoclase Asbertonic Aubréeliam Aurius Avogaard Babin Babine Barsen Barsther Bastof Bastrashim Beckel Benston Berta Berylline Biopascar Birneth Bischony Bismund Bismut Boehmied Botavice Botavid Botrian Boula Brase Brastine Brideman Bridgman Briebke Bried Bromaghen Brome Bukore Burium Burtz Bustann Bystrud Cabrian Cadmony Cadwald Caldegar Cassanium Cavald Cavaledona Cavanald Celadelvin Celane Cellie Cellina Cerich Cesbron Chalie Chard Chatya Chondra Chreinrich Chrome Chrossular Cinne Clase Clead Cleadium Cleuclaus Cobalini Collas Cophospine Cophylline Coyote Creedikt Creter Crontian Crope Cryopilipp Cryptom Cubiconna Cumbert Cumine Cuprine Dagmand Dagmantz Dauberta Delena Delenium Delino Demangaula Diete Diger Dolph Drysotile Dypine Dzhan Edikt Efrede Elfred Elsbert Elsia Emeryl Emillwise Erichter Eucher Eucon Euxene Fabin Fabingerid Fassarta Felda Feldspath Felsa Ferrik Ferryline Florard Fluorapola Fluorl Fluorund Fluoruvian Forst Franza Gabrian Gadium Garini Gaterina Gedardine Gernd Getchette Gilar Gilia Gismut Gismuth Glaurio Goeth Gorine Goslarin Gotto Grafton Granowolf Gratine Gregorich Greiese Groutinel Grunogen Gummina Hafnoniac Hagentz Halcime Hatkalsian Hedric Heide Heine Helmarik Helmin Heryte Hexafert Hibona Hiddela Hiddenium Hilder Hilia Hilip Hilipp Homphans Hophane Hornwald Huntinium Hurea Hutchilde Hutta Hålentase Hübner Illwise Iolaustilo Irandra Iringtonel Jalph Jangertine Jefferried Jerrum Johan Johane Johania Johanium Johastice Johastile Jones Juline Kalstone Kamar Kegelix Kerid Kerona Khardt Klaude Knormalvin Knortromar Kobert Krata Kutto Labogard Larika Laumanne Lazuli Lazulia Leghinspar Leuclase Levina Liaum Libertsian Libeth Ligmund Linna Lisbertin Lizardine Lopaz Louelia Lover Ludlammond Lulzard Lévynerium Macoxene Magarnd Magarnes Magatel Magnes Malabalte Malvin Mangert Mannars Manne Mantz Marsen Matter Maucher Meladele Melane Meliaum Melimara Merstian Messane Micuprine Mirine Mohristof Monyx Moriam Nadium Naldo Natal Natria Nekranka Nekrata Niconick Nicot Niobina Niobingo Niobismund Niospine Norbert Ortlan Osmone Othauyne Palyte Paular Pauliam Penitsia Penrost Pentin Perin Pezzotto Phloria Piglia Pigliam Pinalie Piypine Plans Platliese Posnja Poudrea Prophard Pseudo Pumilo Pyrolumina Pääkkönena Quillwelle Rachim Raspodum Reine Reinohede Reinz Rhodot Riebke Rielda Roldmann Roseamar Ryner Sabarbar Sabias Salzarabin Samann Samarl Samund Sartz Satin Sattnerium Scaryte Schalcime Schonyx Schroiliam Schwernot Schwert Sebaster Selachrey Selans Selena Selline Sepidot Serelline Serine Serpentum Shane Shann Siderminna Siegen Sigise Silippa Silolimo Simetaline Sinandra Skaerick Sklona Skutto Soapstof Spesselmut Sphele Spodumona Spurium Stantabar Stenstone Sterco Sterlang Stile Stine Stiner Stinum Stisherd Strold Strophire Sugilieb Sulan Sussinka Sylvin Sérancola Tacinne Talcole Tamartiese Taust Telian Telle Telline Tephene Tetrad Tetrase Thochorst Thorl Timondra Tobernd Tomelika Topartine Trathene Travid Trinel Ullmuth Ulvöspine Urandium Uranowolf Urata Urusselene Utteinrad Uvaroseph Vanadinele Vanandra Vanotil Vansgar Varickel Vicele Visher Vivian Vivin Volber Volby Walladine Warian Wellan Wenza Wilhara Wilher Willipp Wodginied Wolladium Wulfur Xantz Zahedrika Zahedy Zakharea Zananne Zhony Zhonyx Zincocirco Zincolivia Zirco Zussmannes

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The cows have taken over! by Amberyl Ethaniel Via Flickr: This sim is just so gorgeous, having so much fun taking pics..again, raw shot no postwork. Visit this location at Frogmore in Second Life

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The castle shook with an almighty boom, dust falling from overhead to dirty the tapestries hung on the walls. The servants had long since evacuated, leaving the stone halls empty and crying for life. Another boom, and candles rattled and dropped from their sconces, light dying in small bursts of shadow down the hallway.

The bubbly glass concealed the worst of what was happening from Annwyn, and she pushed away from the window with a resigned sense of loss. Their forces had been repelled, overwhelmed. The last reports came in of desertion, of warriors tossed and cut down by fell beasts. Morale had snapped a long time ago.

“I cannot leave you!” Mythelle cried, drawing Annwyn’s attention from the disaster outside to look back to the small troupe gathered around the thrones. Suthianiel looked careworn, determined yet but there was a sense of loss about his eyes. His wife the queen clutched onto his robes fervently, tears making silvery tracks down her dirty face. He carefully prised her fingers open, his mouth moving but his words too soft to be heard.

The priest finally abandoned the window with one last look, crossing the throne room to join the small knot of people.

“My lady --” Amberyl started, recoiling at the look on Mythelle’s face.

“I will not leave my husband!” she shouted, the walls shaking with another thunderous boom from outside.

“You must,” the king said quietly, holding onto his wife’s hands tightly. She shook her head vigorously, dark hair dropping to cover an eye. “Our daughter must be protected. You must take her and flee.”

Mythelle reached up and took Suthianiel’s face, desperation in her mien. “And let them come upon you alone? No, I will not have it, I cannot stand the thought.”

Annwyn sighed and rubbed her forehead wearily. “I will take the child.”

Everyone turned to look at her, collage of faces each with a differing expression. She gestured vaguely and shrugged. “She knows me, she will stay quiet as we run.”

The queen looked relieved, a tired smile creasing her pale features. The others murmured between one another, and finally Suthianiel stepped aside to gesture Annwyn forward.

The priest moved in, through the onlookers to the little bundle cradled in the king’s throne. The babe had been magicked into slumber, but was securely nestled in a web of straps for carrying. Annwyn stepped in and picked the child up, slipping an arm through one strap then the other.

“Don’t let her forget about us,” Suthianiel put in sadly, touching his daughter’s face one last time. He turned away to regard his advisors, then gestured. “Gareth, take her to the secret passage. She should have enough time to dodge the scouts and get into the forest.

“You all know what you must do. Gods help us all.”

Annwyn checked on the baby as people milled, looking up as Gareth approached and touched her shoulder. He made a faint smile, a ghost of his normally charming expression, and wordlessly they departed the throne room to another boom and a harsh cracking noise.

Together they ran the hallways, taking turns, dodging through dark rooms. They stopped at a dead end, and the warrior put his shoulder to the stone and pushed. The wall shifted and creaked apart, rusted hinges protesting their action. “You cannot take a light, they will see you.”

“I’ll be fine,” she assured him with confidence she did not quite feel. They stepped apart and looked at one another. So much unsaid passed between them, and Annwyn reached up to touch his face.

“I will find you.” Gareth promised, voice low and harsh, gearing himself up for his next task. His grim face was not strange to her -- how often had they shared a battlefield? But some impulse took her, and she knotted her fingers into his collar and pulled him down for a kiss.

His startled gasp struck right down to her marrow, but his hands on her face said enough. If they’d only had time, if things had been different --

With great reluctance the warrior let go of her, tracing the lines of her face, pushing loose hair behind her ears. His hands and eyes dropped and he hastily unbuckled his swordbelt and bent to secure it around Annwyn’s waist.

“But --”

“You will need it. I will find another.” Their eyes met, matched in longing and pain, and he gently guided her towards the open maw of the passage.

“Gods grant you speed, First Priest,” he intoned softly, retracting his hand with great reluctance.

Annwyn bit her lip, blinking back the tears that had no time to fall. “And may they watch over you, First Sword.” She turned and started down the hallway, stirring up dust as she went. She heard him push the wall back into place but she ran, one arm around the child, away from light and the life she knew.

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These two are a couple of the main characters for my webcomic! Penelope Smith is a knight whose quest to prove herself just got way more complicated and Am’Beryl Hifleur is a bohemian mage trying to make new friends! Check them out at @laxlegends or www.inkandrubbish.com/LaxLegends/

AND WE’RE BACK. I’ve got a decent backlog built up now so lets see how this goes!

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Hyping myelf up while I work on Lax scripts.. To the right are page thumbnails but here’s some outfit and expression tests with Am’Beryl

[theabyrae]

I wasn’t tagged but @revantherevenant mentioned me in his post so now I kinda want to do it too.

1. Your first OC?

I don’t remember her name, or the context really, but she was kinda Mary Sueish. Wait, now that I think about it, I think she actually was a FC for... Police Academy, of all things. Shut up, it was the 90′s and I was young and dumb. >_>

2. Do you have a personal favorite among your OCs?

Takara is my wild child, my trash daughter of trash, and I will fight anyone who dares badmouthing her.

3. Have you ever adopted a character or gotten a character from someone else?

Sometimes @parrott-head‘s Xanda and @revantherevenant‘s Yukio both come into my head to hang with Lowell, and they raise Hell. Disney songs are (often) involved. Does it count? 4. A character you rarely talk about?

Most of the ones that are not named Takara. 5. If you could make only one of your OCs popular/well known, which one would it be?

Takara. All aboard the badass demisexual Asian train, you mofos! 6. What are two OCs of yours who look alike despite not being related?

Huh... Frida and Kalle are both kinda tall blue-eyed blondes, but they’re from different stories and universes.

7. Would you ever be willing to give away/sell any of your OCs?

Never. 8. An OC of yours with a complicated design?

... does Takara knee-length braid counts as complicated design? I don’t actually think I have any complicated character designs.

Oh, wait. Sunniva.

9. Is there an OC of yours you would describe as a ‘sunshine’?

LOWELL.

10. Your favorite OC that’s not yours?

@revantherevenant‘s Virsune. Also Lusiel. And Amir. And Yukio. And Kali! @maternalcube‘s Cieldor. Also, Jadwen. EUGYNE! @liliumnoir​‘s Amberyl! And Whitemist. And Nari! @parrott-head​‘s Xanda. Zreti too! And Natalie, Kalle’s unwanted drinking buddy/rival (I think it was Natalie anyway). @yllamse‘s Jayce. And Siggy, Lavinia’s forever drinking buddy/partner-in-crime/second-in-command. And Rai, an oldie but a goodie. @aywren‘s Zemi Dregiau. And SoYa. And Shirley Kip. Syn’s Zazo. So sassy! DRAKE! Miran too. KJ’s Joi, Telion, and Farren. I miss those guys. Jenn’s Hrulash, whom Lavinia loves to pester.

11. Do you have any troublemaker OCs?

Björn Raganhar THRIVES on troublemaking, I tell you. I’m pretty sure Wulfric had to bail him out of jail (and Corbin, and T.D., because Björn is a bad influence) so many times. 12. Name an OC of yours with a tragic backstory.

Hah. Hahahahahahahahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

13. Do you talk about your OCs with other people?

Often. I never shut up about them to certain people. 14. Which of your OCs would be best at biology in school?

LOL Lavinia. >___>

15. Any OC OTPs?

TOFFEE IS THE ONE AND ONLY OTP!

16. Introduce an OC that means a lot to you.

Kalle, my other wild child. 17. Do any of your OCs sing?

Lots do. Not always well. Looking at you, Lavinia... 18. Which of your OCs is the most artistic?

Takara. You should see some of the crazy-awesome styles she comes up with for her hair. Also, her violin playing. 19. Is there an OC of yours that people tend to mischaracterize?

Oh, I am sure they will. But none, yet. The closest I’ve come to encountering a mischaracterisation of one of my OCs is people drawing Takara with boobs, loooooool.

20. Introduce an OC that has changed from your first concept work.

Kalle used to be a waifish red-haired boy named Max. He kept the personality, but became a blond-haired, blue-eyed giant instead.

21. If you could meet any one of your OCs, which one would it be?

LOWELL!

22. Which OC is most like you?

Kalle. Not in the sense that I am a monstrously tall knight. I’m talking the whole cat-loving, night owl, insecure, does not like to be touched and lives on for sarcasm thing. 23. Have you ever had to change an OC’s design or personality against your will?

Nope. 24. Any OCs inspired by a certain song?

No again. 25. Which OC is the most dangerous?

Probably a tie between Takara and Kalle, actually. Runner up would be Lowell, because you never suspect the quiet ones. Lavinia with her “burn everything” angry moments come in third place.

26. Which one of your OCs would go investigate an abandoned house at night without telling anyone where they’re going?

Katarine. 27. Which one of your OCs is most likely to have a secret stuffed animal collection?

I would have said Takara, but her collection is hardly secret. I’d have to be someone where it’d be completely hilarious if it was discovered.

I’m guessing Leander. 28. Which one of your OCs would make the best horror movie protagonist?

Noooo idea. I don’t really watch enough horror movies to find a good match.

29. Which one of your OCs is the shyest?

Wulfric. 30. Are any of your characters related to each other?

I don’t have family trees for my OCs, I have entire forests with intertwining branches everywhere. 31. Do you have an OC who has a relative or friend played by someone else?

Delano. Oldest of 7 dragon-hybrid siblings. 4 of them are Yllamse’s characters, 1 is Jenna’s, and 1 is Jenn’s. 32. Which one of your OCs would be the best dancer?

Darianne. She’s a pretty, pretty princess with pretty, pretty hair. It comes into a package deal.

33. Do you have any certain type you favor when you create your OCs?

DEADPAN SNARKERS, HOLY FUCK! WHY DO I HAVE SO MANY OF THEM?

34. What’s something you like about your OCs in general?

They’re diverse (despite the Deadpan Snarker thing being fairly common). 35. What’s a character you no longer use?

The Mary Sue Police Academy one. Even my old Sailor Moon FCs still kinda exist.

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Welcome home by Amberyl Ethaniel Via Flickr: Love this skin! credits: Head: Laq Era2 (tweaked shape) Skin Laq Sophia Background made in AI Blouse-Purple Moon Emma spring pack Hair Mayhem by Stealthic

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purple peonies by Amberyl Ethaniel Via Flickr: created in Midjourney and then edited/tweaked.Not a Secondlife pic.