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Who is Myrkva 👀
HONESTLY I need to do more character development for him 😭 bc the poor guy is still a bit of a mystery to me, but I know this much:
Myrkva is a Jotanor (an orc)
He's a hunter/mercenary (most mercenaries in this world do pretty typical stuff, but HUNTERS are specifically hired to capture or kill monsters)
Myrkva leans into whichever kind of job comes his way mostly, but he'll prioritize based on his own sense of judgement
He's very neutral and morally grey, but has some sense of "I'm strong so I protect the weak"
He's actually quite young but life has just really knocked him around and given him a very rough and weathered appearance, making him look older than he is (I'm too lazy atm to look up the age charts I made up for the different races, but he's the Jotanor equivalent of a 25-26 year old)
Some of his injuries and scars are monster hunting related, and some of them are abuse related
#thanks for the ask!#ask talesofmiddonmira#anon ask#I'll be real here sometimes I just draw hot people and have no idea who they are#I totally relate to some artists who say they blackout during the drawing process and just magically end up with something in the end#bc that is really how it is sometimes#I love Myrkva so much though#thank u for asking about him and making me actually write something about him
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IT DOES NOT matter where he manifests -- the earth knows him immediately. it is one behemoth passing another, and up until now she has given him wide berth, not out of fear, not even out of any disgust. she’s simply been busy. her spirit slithers through ocean silt, in which the darkness and the heaviness are easy to hide, until she draws herself up into the air in the graceful arcs of summer wind. it is hot. oppressive.
‘ should i be flattered you have visited me as often as you have, silvertongue? ’ the wind and the voice within it cuts across his form, winding past him, and should he turn to follow its path, he will find a figure verdant yet severe.
‘ or is it disrespect? ’
@myrkvae liked for a starter.
#( V: BURNED BUT NOT BURIED THIS TIME. )#MYRKVAE#`` !!! hello omg i hope this is okay i'm ;___; very flattered that you liked the starter call !!!#`` you're Great and your entire worldbuilding is (chef's kiss)#`` let me know if you want me to cut down on this or change anything
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@myrkvae liked for a starter. / lyric-based.
“ 𝚂𝙾 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻, 𝚂𝙾 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙴𝚄𝚁𝙾𝙿𝙴 ... ” before his eyes came a flash of lighting through the broken window pane, and the gentle song of thunder followed. the gods made known their wailing lament through the spattering droplets and broken glass spent in shards across the floor. the creature’s claws beckon closer the being of death and decay ; so similar, and still so completely unique from one another. where one was once a god fallen into rot, the other was born from festering divine. IT WAS A QUAINT AWAKENING TO THE TRUTH; there stood one that, over centuries, one who called himself a dracula might have bent at his knees to worship the ground of the famed trickster god. that one so named for the dragon, a dracula, would give up his worship of christ to learn the ancient magicks that were swallowed by the wily serpent’s tongue.
the red mouth grinned cruelly, dripping with blood yet un-spilled. “ ... and the rainbow rises here in the western sky. ”
#myrkvae#♔. ˋ there is death in the bones like pure sound . ˊ starters.#♔. ˋ i cry out to the day . ˊ modern arc.
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@folkesange for the meme
#u need a good laugh#i was gonna tag abi but i saw earlier she said she needed a break frm his face sO#i ran out of the reface free trial and tumbs only lets me upload one video at a time but they had two if u wanna see the other one lol#for the meme#out.#folkesange#myrkvae#ill put it in abis tag so she can find it when she can look at his face again w/o the struggle#o i should tag his face too prolly in case huh#hiddles face cw#does that work idk#i tried#ily abi lmk if i can do more#jessie i hope this helps u laugh#abi when u can see it i hope u laugh too
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@myrkvae
“I wonder how the other gems are sometimes. . .if they’re roaming around like me, or if they’re just. . .”
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𖤐 @myrkvae … sc.
❛ they conspire against me. ❜
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@myrkvae liked for a one-liner !! starter call
❝ so, what fantastical & totally humane & legal stories have you to tell me this time ?? ❞
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@myrkvae liked for a one-liner !
❝ THE TRUTH CAN BEMOST CRUEL , even amongst the closest of friends. ❞
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Welcome to Tales of Middonmira 🍃✨
I decided to make this pinned post with a list showing links and info regarding my characters and stuff!
Tales of Middonmira (ToM) is an umbrella title for all the stories I write and create within the world of Ymirasil, in the continent/country of Middonmira.
List of main protagonists/characters I focus on a lot (with links to show posts of artwork of them):
Frederica Farvolk
Lance Blackburn
Camille
Khari (and Inama)
Alistair
Leyna
Tom
Misc/side characters:
Valeriya
Albert Clementine
Father Nirvan
Ana
Samuel
Diana
Myrkva
Lorkan
Silas
Torrellan
Stiofan
Witches and Warlocks:
Celine
Neve
Cassandra
Holt
Frowin
Nirine
Morrow
Caolan
Gregor
Ahltinor (sun elves):
Aurielus
Roman
Faehla
Ziea
Pavel
Rahlindir
Jhoan
Innishta
Tarik
Zhahr
Vic & Vic
Auster
Drokharan (dark elves):
Nökhorr
Nara
These characters should all have tags for their names too, so if there is an oc you want to see more art of just search up their name on this blog!
(I'll add more here when I think of more haha)
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@myrkvae sent a 🎁 for a spotify wrapped starter!
𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐆𝐔𝐘 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡, 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐭.
𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 prowling amongst humans. there may have been a time where she did, when they were young, full of wonder, full of innocence at the world that blossomed around them. now, however, their disconnect from their mother is so blatant that it sets her teeth on edge -- the noise, the crowds, the stench. oil manufactured from the bones of her dead children invades her every pore to the point of illness and it’s nearly enough to tip the scales of the restrained chaos within her that she might level the city they call los angeles to the ground.
but the black-haired woman is as elegant and severe as ever. the only indication that she is grieving the bodies of her babies and their desecration is perhaps a light snare of her dark mouth. she will have her moments of body-wracking, agony-filled cries, but not now. not here, in this sterile but beautiful establishment they call a bar, crawling with socialites and well-to-dos.
at least she is not the only goddess in her vicinity. not that the necrogod is any comfort, per se, but he does provide some ... entertainment in the loose, shapeless thing they call solidarity.
‘ i don’t know how you can stand it. ’ she takes a delicate sip of her water. ‘ this is excruciating. ’
#MYRKVAE#( V: BURNED BUT NOT BURIED THIS TIME. )#`` omg i am so sorry i misread the first time and COMPLETELY did not understand the assignment holy shit lmfaooo#`` lemme know if this works tho !!#`` this song just feels Peak bitchy to me -- two gods that are basically that one ryan gosling gif with him in the sunglasses.#`` sera; leaving her lair for One Second: im gonna kms#child death cw
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There’s a small smile as she feels his presence drawn close, though she does not look up from her work. “Here I was thinking you had forgotten all about me. It lifts heart to know you haven’t forgotten about your mother” Her eyes crinkle in a smile at her jest, laughter falling from her lips like bells, as she now looks up at him. There’s a tilt of her head to the empty chair beside her. “Sit, and you can tell me why today you have wisely sought my council.”
She was always happy to see him, even if it was not as often as she liked. Her son was no longer the boy he once had been, sitting at her knee listening to every lesson she offered, oh how her heart missed those moments at times. “Nothing cataclysmic I hope?”
@myrkvae ;; frigga for loki ;; a late starter
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➠ STARTER :: @myrkvae
𝘼 𝙏𝙍𝙄𝘾𝙆𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙂𝙊𝘿 ... something she was quite used to, after all ... her husband was one of them. of course that ended up in some odd situations. however, with the withering years, psyche has seem to have a nose for the odd god of schemes. as hands touched the stone walls, this was asgard ... another place psyche’s orbs never thought she’d see. ❝ you’re one of the son’s of odin if i am not mistaken .... ??? ❞ a voice that was as soft as honey milk filled the surroundings, as the brunette turned to face the unexpected company. 𝙃𝘼𝙄𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙊𝙁 𝙍𝘼𝙑𝙀𝙉𝙎 ... that was unexpected from such a golden locked family. ❝ my name is psyche, goddess of the human soul ... rather boring compared to you. ❞ 𝘼 𝙎𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙁𝙀𝙇𝙏 𝘾𝙃𝙐𝘾𝙆𝙇𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙈𝙀 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙃𝙀𝙍. as she made way closer to the god of ink hair ... as she bowed her head in the sign of respect to any passing god she seems to meet. ❝ i hope my sudden appearance isn’t a inconvenience. ❞
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@myrkvae asked for a starter.
“ the cost of life is high, my friend. both my father and i sacrificed much in the service of our country. but the price is also paid in another way; it is one of the many sacrifices of faith that have served me through my... creations. ”
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&& @myrkvae ;; - DANIELA
Rarely do the girls ever leave Castle Dimitresu, warned of the world outside the Village’s walls. A chill entering the air in the middle of summer gives further reason for them to avoid the outer realm. A momentary screech as the insects cluster, the physical, human-esc version of Daniela forms within seconds. Hood of her dress fallen, the top left of her head bearing the infection spot, like a gunshot wound where the parasite first entered to bond. Floral tattoo beared on her forehead, a flower for each sister pinned to either side of her dress.
Curiosity gets the better of her. Rather than run as part of her wanted, she looks over the form before her. Something not quite human about it, but she’s not sure he’s infected either. Sickle at her side if she needs to strike, but something seems so cold about the man. Not necessarily in personality, but as if being too close could cause great physical pain for the mutant.
“ Is this some sick joke? “ Necklace covers most of her neck, her form collapsing into hundreds of blow flies until she reforms slightly closer. Hand rests at her stomach, eyeing over the strange creature. Not a lycan, not one of her uncles experiments. Definitely not one of Aunt Beneviento’s dolls, and Moreau’s unlikely to create such a design. “ I know mother didn’t send you, she wouldn’t try and harm us with the cold. Unless you were sent by our grand- Mother Miranda, are you a new uncle? Who are you? Why would you come to the village? “
#myrkvae#dani: feels one breeze#dani: WHAT THE HELL#she can tell he's not human but she doesn't understand how bc he doesn't seem like a cadou experiment#daniela.#short.
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𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓂𝑒𝓁𝓁, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊, what surprises you is the blood that cover your hands for you didn’t remember how it got there. was it you that once again lost control over your anger and ended up here ? among all those bodies ? your eyes raise when you feel the steps closer to you and your red eyes follow him. loki was this a trick to make you insane. ❝ what are you doing ? ❞
@myrkvae ↷ start call .
#myrkvae#▸will i die as a hero or as a villian. ↷ verse 01.#I hope this works?#let me know if I should change something!
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Purrrfect. When you’re not on edge, you’re taking up too much space.
@omittingthetruth @myrkvae | Template.
#tags abi's main blog bc idk if ur still using the old wonderblog#omittingthetruth#myrkvae#Highercost#Mallymkun. ( ALL THE LITTLE PIECES FALLING. )#Hatter. ( CAN YOU TELL A RAVEN FROM A WRITING DESK? )#Alice Liddell. ( YOU KNOW IT’S YOUR FATE TICK TOCK NO TIME TO LOSE. )#Cheshire Cat. ( LIGHT UP YOUR DARKENED DREAMING. )#Images. ( SHALL I POLISH YOUR EGOS TIL THEY SHINE LIKE DIAMONDS? )#hatter n mally. ( WE RECOLLECT THE PIECES AND FROM THEM ARE BORN ANEW )#cheshire n mally. ( NOBODY’S TOLD US WHAT WE ARE WINNING. )#alice n mally. ( CHOKING ON SMOKE STEPPING BAREFOOT ON EMBERS. )#a. Wonderland. ( AS THE WAVES CRASH DOWN UPON OUR HEADS. )#z. deutch.#edits.#mine.#blood cw#oh yeah abi when i send the screencaps over#theres an entire scene in that one movie where she even has the blood covering her hands like hysteria mode!#You'll see cause I'm gonna have a lil note in the file w all the info on like content warnings n stuff
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