#darkterror

[gamma-mesarthim]

drew this for my friend @miamipaaaalms as a part of our trade.

the text says

"Cinderella worked too well.."

it's actually not Cinderella but our Russian fairytale but it doesn't matter

i can show you her part when she finishes if you want. it's cute as well 👉👈

[miamipalms]

few sketches

newborn Atropos, rebellious Darkterror...

arc warden for artist from dota 2 ask :>

shathra for my friend <3

more simple sketches here with my lovely faceless chthonic dudes

[jollyjet]

Late Chrismas themed Void

[gemma-qw-art]

Dota 2 - 2014 Drow (dota) - 2013

[crguitarandsound]

Anyone for #gain? #orangeamps #darkterror #tubes #GuitarPlayer (at Crow River Guitar & Sound) https://www.instagram.com/p/BhtpE4ClhFa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1tsyvpkwjo06d

[zillathegorilla]

#custom #orange #darkterror #preamp #guitar #pedal. Two identical channels, relay channel switching, and jack to allow channel switching via external effects unit #gutshot #knowyourtone #madeincanada #boutiquepedals (at Calgary, Alberta) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrJPT1kHKtG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=btv00682mubu

[ankouravien]

i had fun drawing faceless void

[nailyourselftotheground]

Pure writers block lately 🙃 Trying to play less noodly is solid I haven't chugged in years 😣 #orangeamps #darkterror #fender #telecasterdeluxe #riffoftheday

[bhargavasmusic]

#Orange #DarkTerror 15/7-watt Hi-Gain #TubeHead Little Amp Head, Monster Tones Plug into Orange's Dark Terror tube amp head and hang on. This amazing little amp pumps out up to 15 watts of incredible tones and excels at heavy, high-gain sounds. Plenty powerful for small gigs and rehearsals, the Dark Terror head also adapts well to studio use, as you can drop the wattage down to seven watts for lower-volume saturation. Dial in an awesome gain range. Use the shape knob to tweak your tones to your liking. You even get a very cool tube-driven effects loop, so you can add your own effects and get even more killer tones out of this compact head. Crank up the volume knob and behold the sonic beast that is the Dark Terror. #darkorange Terror 15-watt Guitar Amp Head Features: * Gain, shape, and volume controls * 1.5mm Zintec chassis with steel vented top case * 7- or 15-watt Class A operation *Tube-driven effects loop * 3 x 12AX7 preamp tubes, 1 x 12AT7 effects loop tube, and 2 x EL84 output tubes Ready Stock available at Daryaganj Branch and Lajpat Nagar Branch For trade querries you can Whats App @9311955447 #bhargavasmusiclajpatnagarbranch #bhargavasmusicdaryaganjbranch Lajpat Nagar Branch : 011- 41724174 / 011 - 41724178 Daryaganj Branch : 011- 43513848 / 011- 43525455 E-Mail : online@bhargavasmusic.com (at Bhargavas Music Lajpat Nagar) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bv1YXVMBBER/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xtklmc8i6rw3

[fernantonio]

Dusting off day. #egnateramps #tweaker40 #orangeamps #darkterror #microterror #skullbier #skull #skullcollection 🎸🎛🎛🎛🍺🤘🍻 🎸🎛🎛🎛💀🍺🤘🍻 https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsnd39gltmO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8nr6j0m3j2lf

[miamipalms]

some faceless dudes <3

and card from valentine's day (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

<< be my universe for at least one eternity... >>

[patchesmcphatty-blog]

My baby.

[juumpei]

https://goo.gl/jXsSWd Made for the 'Dark Terrors' Shadowrun game manual. http://www.drivethrurpg.com/product/227446/Shadowrun-Dark-Terrors-Plot-Sourcebook?affiliate_id=272587 Shadowrun is a registered trademark of The Topps Company, Inc. All Rights Reserved. Shown with permission.

[shandaumath]

From Vynlorin to his Aunt

Vynlorin could hear his tongue cry for the intoxication of wine as he arrived back to the manor far later into the night than he had planned. He hadn’t intended to stay in conversation with his student for so long, but face after face passed by and caught his attention as they all stopped to speak with her in familiarity. Vynlorin hardly knew what Cerusani did outside of her training with him, but it seemed she had acquired popularity on the streets of Stormwind, and his nosey interest kept him there with her as she introduced every new person to him -- the last of those being of some importance to Aredhele.

Aredhele.

The warlock diverted from his path to the bedchambers and instead started for the study where a cabinet of every delectable poison waited for him. Imps skittered through the shadows as they followed him hoping to remain unseen and uncertain of the mood their master was in tonight. When he passed through the doors of the study and locked them, the burden of suffering melted away from the imps, and they didn’t dare approach the door to the one sacred place that they weren’t allowed into. The little room with hundreds of dusty and well-loved books remained Vynlorin’s favorite place to clear his mind, accompanied only by a glass of wine beside the humble hearth that burned through every passing season.

Aredhele. Cerusani.

...Rebellious.

Vynlorin found a seat beside the fire and swirled the red wine that glowed with vibrance against the flickering flame. How pitiful he was to long for intoxication, he thought, and how dreadful his life had become as he set his aspirations aside for a goal that he no longer knew how to chase. What was his goal now, he wondered. What did he even chase after? He suffered his days away alongside a woman who dragged him through political nonsense and forced lordship and all of its responsibilities upon him, and he knew he would soon be forced to grip his student by the throat if she insisted on wasting her own days away in a garden and without listening to his teachings.

Was it all so pointless?

He stood from his seat and found a place on the bookshelf that he knew well. Gentle fingers wrapped around a book that was just a little less dusty than the others, and the spine had been creased so thoroughly that it threatened to fall apart with any breath that was just a little too rough. The warlock found his seat again and let his elbow settle against the armest with his glass resting in his hand, and he let the book rest within his lap. It instantly opened to the page he was looking for -- the page that held an old and precious letter filled with every bitter memory that remained lodged in his heart.

Dearest Aunt,

How can I begin to describe to you the anguish that has overcome me at the capture of my beloved cousin? How do I express the regret and anger that grips my heart and makes me plead for all the arcanists in the world to twist back time and let me suffer in his stead? Truly it is I who should have been taken, for it is I who could not save him with my own shortcomings. It is I who was too weak, and I alone accept all blame and guilt for his disappearance. And though my suffering is great and unrestrained, I will not be blind to the truth that your suffering must be insurmountably greater than even my own at the loss of your son due to the incompetence of your nephew.

And yet I write to assure you that I will not rest until I bring him back and make his captors suffer a thousand times over, both now and in the afterlife that takes them. Even now I prepare to offer everything I have to the powerful and brutal Lord Dred’nor Darkterror whose aid I will beseech with great fervor. I will make the powerful lord take pity on my plight, and we will retrieve your son and bring him back to good health where danger cannot find him again. Soon I will write to you once more with news that will wash away this fog of sorrow. Soon you will be reunited, and I will beg your forgiveness for a lifetime to come.

Your undeserving nephew,

Vynlorin Shandaumath

How cold and cruel this letter was to remind him of that painful moment when his entire future twisted into darkness, yet how simple it was to remind him what path he had set out for. The letter suffered between two pages that spoke of the structure of soulstones and how they preserve the souls of the deceased, and it never made it to his aunt who suffered greater heartache only a few days after it was penned.

Vynlorin returned the letter to where it belonged and gingerly shut the book once more. He closed his eyes and let his arms spread across the armrests, and even the wine was still as his head fell back against the cushion. The last few years had been tumultuous, and there would be even more tumultuous years to follow. Though the warlock didn’t know what manner of madness they would bring with them, he was certain that there was much more he needed to learn, and he still stood so far from the greatness that he was striving for.

[ankouravien]

my friend’s quote ARCANA IO IS REAL

[zillathegorilla]

#beta version of the #orangeamps #darkterror #tube #preamp #ampinabox #guitarpedal #custommade #madeincanada #knowyourtone (at Calgary, Alberta) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqBKOVTHVzQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bc6ap3byh749