#qara

[favnono]

I was really looking forward to drawing the anchored Suren twins, now I'm looking forward to doing Rin and Kitay (I plan to do it as soon as possible.)

[shungieshrieks]

Neverwinter Nights 2 Companions in Baldur's Gate 3

AKA

I miss them.

[starless-nightz]

Venka and Qara would have been such good hunters of Artemis, they would have loved the hunt, my girls deserve better

[sarshattack]

little fanart of qara because i haven’t seen enough around!!!!!

[triflingshadows]

so i started playing neverwinter nights 2

[voidwraith]

And here are our dearies in noir style 🌚

[quvezal]

neeshka, qara and renee: talking

shandra: /passes by/

[adelaiy]

Thanks for the translation into English - Erika-xero  

[rainbabbles]

proximity

[lustrum-art]

Commission for @irrisor-immortalis with fiery Qara<3

[favnono]

Missing my twin Suren.

// Translation // Tradução //

Saudades da minha gêmeo Suren.

[starless-nightz]

Officially writing for The Poppy War

[ordukhanov13]

Bədən cəhənnəm batır qəlbə qara tikan

Bizlər cavan ölürük bro, ya da ki, cavanikən

[triflingshadows]

watching a playthru of nwn2 on discord

[iloveplacebo]

"I see the stars my lady"Kuang's version

(To draw the symbol that Chaghan draws has on his cheek, I looked for runes of separation of anchored souls but I only got the normal separation rune so I asked chat gpt how I would it be a rune of that type and he described that kdkdkd

I have no idea how Qara would draw that when she was almost dead)

[kitty-highball]

Ilmari's mouth did indeed snap open to retort back that she could indeed handle herself just fine, only to silence herself when he continued to speak- her cheeks puffing out as she pouts at him almost childishly. The very nerve of this strange man! She'd saved his life, entirely voluntarily mind you, and all he could do was call her weak and act suspicious of her! Her tail thumps against the ground at her side, arms crossing over her chest- maybe she'd just let him bleed out next time..

As his words sink in however, she's drawn out of her thoughts and back to the matter at hand- perking up slightly at the promise of a chance.. True, she wasn't much of a killer- but if he had a bounty for them or some such, and so may people wanted that person dead...they were probably dangerous and bad, right?

She thinks it over for a moment, sets the healing salve and bandages in her lap, and reaches out a hand towards the man. "Alright, you've got a deal-" A pause, she blinks. what was she supposed to call him? "..I don't think i've gotten your name, actually." Ilmari adds thoughtfully, looking him over- "and for the record, i'll have to finish tending those wounds before you even think of getting back to business. unless you like the idea of sepsis?"

kitty-highball​:

Despite the man’s lack of enthusiasm, Ilmari listens with rapt curiosity- her tail thumping excitedly at her side and eyes absolutely alight with excitement. She hardly ever got the chance to indulge her curiosities about the outside world- either because she hardly ever met anyone who could, or cared to, regale her with tales of adventure.. or because she simply wasn’t allowed. As much as she loved her home, Ilmari had always dreamed of more- of seeing the world beyond. As he finishes speaking however, her face twists back into a disappointed little pout. It didn’t really seem like he was keen on indulging her either, nor helping her follow her dreams. “And why not?” She asks, pulling out a healing salve and a fresh roll of bandages- unwilling to use her magic unless necessary, as it did drain her quite a lot.

“It seems to me like you could use someone watching your back, considering the state i found you in. do you even know the proper way to heal and dress a wound?” Ilmari raises a brow, gesturing to his injuries with one hand- mildly exasperated.

He should have expected some resistance. She didn’t seem like the type to easily take ‘no’ for an answer. Though there was some amusement that passed through him at just how easy she was to read - and how disappointed it made her that he sniffed out her intentions so easily.

Qara wasn’t well-versed in the art of healing, though this day and age there were no shortage of healers he could seek out if need be. He was just lucky this time that a healer managed to seek him out first.

“It’s not about having someone to watch my back.” He huffed, agitated. “I lead a very dangerous life. You look about as dangerous as a baby karakul.”

It was most of a half-truth. He did live a dangerous life - and it wasn’t that he didn’t want her stepping into danger. He couldn’t care less. What he cared about was not being held back by some starry-eyed weakling riding his coattails.

…He could sense that she would continue to argue and claim she could hold her own, so he spoke first:

“You want to prove to me that you’re strong enough to travel with me? I have one task. I’m hunting someone. Someone that many people want dead. Help me find and kill them, and I’ll consider letting you travel with me.”

The fact that he was even considering the chance sort of appalled him - though it would be pretty useful to have someone always around to heal his wounds if a mark got especially feisty… and in his current state, maybe help on this particular mark wouldn’t be so bad…