#terev

[copydragonoff]

Can't stop thinking it would go like that

[nodensart]

Veneria Terever, vampire progenitor (OC) from The Elder Scrolls Online.

Commission art from twitter, do not use this character. But your reblogs/shares are super appreciated! Thank you so much for support!

[silurisanguine]

A taste of the next chapter of my Reyes Vidal x Aeryn Ryder story Tagging anyone who want to share theirs!

What’s he to you?” Sloane slouched back on the throne, confidant in her safety and authority here as Kaetus crossed his arms. “And don’t lie to me.” Aeryn wanted nothing more in that moment than to tell Sloane to fuck off, to grab a gun off one of the guards and point it at the smug bitch to take her down a peg or two in her own court. But SAM silently reminded her that she needed the information Vehn Terev had and antagonising the Outcast leader might make that a lot harder. Aeryn inhaled slowly, allowing SAM to reduce her adrenaline levels and let the breath out again, trying to think the best way to get what she needed. Perhaps if she angled the conversation towards what she’d overheard that could work in her favour. “I need him so I can infiltrate a Kett flagship. You obviously got no love for the Kett, I’m doing you a favour.” Sloane sneered her derision at the obvious play, seeing straight through it. “Kadara is an Angaran port. They want Vehn dead and I want to keep them happy.” Aeryn returned the expression as she’d seen how Sloane treated the Angaran. She was getting tired of this, didn’t Sloane realise what was going on or did she not care? “This is bigger than local politics Sloane! Think.” Sloane obviously was growing tired of the exchange as she sat forward, Kaetus stepped forward protectively. “You don’t need Vehn, you need his intel. Talk to him before I put his head on a spike.” Aeryn’s blood ran cold. What kind of message would that send to the Angaran here to see one of their own kind given the same treatment as the Kett. Even if he was a traitor, that had to rub them the wrong way. Even if not, what message would it send to the Resistance, to the Moshae, to Evfra? “Vehn should be judged by the Resistance, not you.”

[1000-horneros]

aand here we have some relatives of Fátima, from left to right: Fátima "Avelin" Clawthorne, Eufrosia and Ysmay Antlervalley; Dominic Sangeocci, Calista and Jakaira Archer; Waldrada, Izabeau, Geofferey, Ruth; Rhymbo, Freya, and Fermin Terev, and Nyniev. i haven´t had the time to make a detailed reference of their palismen, so as soon as i make it i´ll post it here/ reblog with the aditions.

I wrote some things about them but for some reason i can´t link it lol, so i´ll make another post with said info.

[ascendant-carrion]

limebloods are literally real we were just culled for our caste. i was culled after getting out of the trials with my hatchmate who got out. if you like i can tell you where we are so we can fight. i really wanna punch a fish and there are no fish ghosts here

|≡Є W☆terever y0u s☆y, ☆n0n. I’m s϶ϵ0re y0u’ll find ☆ fis϶ϵ g϶ϵ0st f0r y0u ☆nd y0ur “definitely reel ϶ϵ☆tc϶ϵm☆te” t0 fig϶ϵt. Let minn0w ϶ϵ0w t϶ϵ☆t turns 0ut f0r y0u! )•▽≦( ✧☆✧

|≡Є Waterever (Whatever) you say, anon. I’m shore (sure) you’ll find a fish ghost for you and your “definitely reel (real) hatchmate” to fight. Let minnow (me know) how that turns out for you! )•▽≦( ✧☆✧

[n0va-ryder]

The Basics

GENERAL INFORMATION

Full Name: Nova Andromeda Ryder

Combat Profile: Adept

Weapons: X5 Ghost assault rifle, Talon pistol, Omni-Blade, Biotics

Armor: Pathfinder Scout Armor

Main Conversation Choices: Emotional & Casual

Morality/Alignment: …

Love Interests: Reyes Vidal & Liam Kosta (she breaks up with Reyes and ends up with Liam) (more info →)

APPEARANCE

Height: 5’4”

Body Type: muscular, lean, athletic

Eyes: hazel (brown & green)

Hair: brown, thick, usually kept in a ponytail

Tattoos: none

Piercings: none

Scars: …

Birthmarks/freckles: various, random beauty marks on her body

Typical makeup style: winged eyeliner

Typical clothing style: she usually just wears her Pathfinder sweatshirt or her standard Andromeda Initiative outfit around the Tempest.

BIOGRAPHY

Nova was born on the Citadel one minute before her twin brother Orion, on March 21, 2163. When she was 6, her biotics manifested, and she later received the L3 implant when she was 14. Ellen’s connections allowed her to receive the best implant and amp, allowing her to reach her full biotic potential. After receiving her implant, Nova trained at Grissom Academy until she was 18, when she joined the Alliance with Orion. After boot camp, Alec was dishonorably discharged from the Alliance, and the twins’ military careers were essentially over. Nova was assigned a peacekeeping role to defend colonists in the Attican traverse from raiders and pirates. A year later, she was able to join a Prothean research team, where she spent most of her days scouting possible dig sites, defending the researchers from raiders, and using her biotics to help dig up artifacts. Prothean artifacts were interesting at first, but Nova quickly grew bored of them and wanted more adventure in her life. When Alec contacted her and Orion about the Andromeda Initiative, she didn’t hesitate to join.

PERSONALITY

Nova is adventurous, and loves discovering new things. She is smart, but she can also be reckless at times, which doesn’t always go well for her. She’s generally easy to get along with, as she is casual and laid back, and she’s sarcastic and likes to joke around. She loves to spend time with her crew in between missions, and she’s loyal to each and every one of them. She can be obnoxious and impatient at times, but she’s got a good balance between her smarts, urge to explore, and recklessness that makes her good at being a Pathfinder.

MAJOR DECISIONS

Fully explored Habitat 7 (Planetside)

Scientific/research outpost established on Eos (A Better Beginning)

Protesters’ demands refused, situation defused and ended peacefully (Sleeping Dragons)

Saved angara from Exaltation facility, kett Cardinal killed (A Trail of Hope)

Refused Sloane Kelly’s deal about Vehn Terev (Hunting the Archon)

Murders in Kadara Port stopped (Murder in Kadara Port)

Oblivion formula returned to Dr. Ryota (Modern Medicine)

Reyes Vidal runs Kadara Port (High Noon)

Remnant drive core given to krogan, outpost established on Elaaden (Search for the Stolen Remnant Drive Core)

Secret water supply taken from Annea (Water Supply)

Sarissa remains pathfinder, her secret is kept (Cora Harper: At Duty’s Edge)

Avitus Rix convinced to become turian pathfinder (Turian Ark: Lost but Not Forgotten)

Pathfinder Raeka and other salarians saved (Hunting the Archon)

Rensus Nilken released from prison (First Murderer)

Angaran AI destroyed (Uncovering the Past)

Akksul lives (Jaal Ama Darav: Flesh and Blood)

Peebee saves Kalinda (Peebee: Mysterious Remnant Signal)

Primus’ deal refused (Dissension in the Ranks)

Captain Dunn lives (Meridian: The Way Home)

August Bradley chosen as ambassador (Epilogue)

All outposts established, all crew/loyalty missions completed, and all of Alec Ryder’s memories unlocked (Jien Garson’s death also investigated)

[carelessautonomy]

He-^-r me out: Se-^-/her. (Probubbly not reely convenient for non fish people but w-^-terever.)

-@her-ethereal-royalty

B:D < maybe!

[444names]

cornish names + german forenames

Acoce Aderieste Agorna Aldernow Alittomain Allein Alwyn Andrever Angyese Annellek Anneph Anniam Ansard Arner Aus-pens Axenna Aximon Barok Basta Benich Bennar Beria Berne Bertherie Beryfe Blemiray Blian Boddy Boldagoste Breste Brewenen Brovesen Brueley Bruse Burne Caduenow Calip Caraudwur Carban Caseverick Caukar Chart Chena Chrikat Chritharla Clenton Clian Cobetern Colistin Collyneth Conriam Cothich Cous-pen Cousl Crack Craithaine Crester Curndrice Cusey Dagdalo Dalphian Dansa Darla Dearth Deatho Degeagmark Derethwen Derevennan Dertredra Dighar Dolivilla Dradrik Duelowen Duente Dundart Ebina Ediegard Elvis Emain Embass Emeddy Emellacque Emira Emmen Emmewenner Eneter Evert Evosep Ewayn Fellyor Feotto Fertrenz Fetam Florl Frenweloc Frismunden Fryfe Gebarrinna Gebarvolf Geenias Georistinz Geriedard Germil Gerriss Gerse Gerthel Giddendy Giddith Gilda Gilian Gillaske Glewand Glott Goschend Govester Greca Gregardt Gregean Gregenn Grich Grick Gritt Gundy Gurnhan Gus-pern Guscock Gwarne Gwery Gwolleatt Gwolph Günte Hanam Hanna Harnat Harne Harta Hartrema Hawalver Hecca Hedery Hedresel Heglois Heilhel Heliandreb Helock Heney Hengreth Herno Herth Herthark Heryman Hesiddy Heway Hewaynteca Hewen Hichent Holein Holemey Homan Horra Hoscolph Howennan Hydray Hydry Ingerice Isber Isepus Istremar Iustiana Jaceer Janoween Jenick Joamel Johain Johariebar Jolenne Jolimewa Jonichert Jonkath Joskitte Jowen Jowens Juland Jürgh Kargerry Karisanny Karry Karve Katalloam Keinz Kenharayn Kenna Kenza Kerman Kerthilim Kerward Kesthewel Kithed Klawn Kurla Lannack Lascorhew Lawny Leatya Leavinha Legon Lejwyner Lennathald Loath Lorgh Louch Lowandy Lueldavian Lyana Magworia Maings Mallithman Manna Mannich Maran Marich Marno Marose Maximilla Melian Meliedrya Mellmut Mertreggan Milhara Milinza Minha Miried Monka Morgang Morwe Nadeno Nelvilte Nepher Nesta Niannaf Nifernan Nisabila Niver Nivillawny Oldavinna Opieth Otter Ottom Pathenney Paynowel Pelie Penethen Penso Perikt Perin Peryfelein Pethice Phegelity Phian Phile Pomas Prella Prover Quisawna Quisel Rachrid Radel Ragwoovel Rallack Regas Regeake Rehalause Reine Repry Rescorick Resin Restefus Rether Rever Rewas Riase Rielediase Rikarn Robenz Rolco Rolian Rolive Romalf Romandar Ronkith Ronwyn Rosel Rouilmuth Roven Rowan Rowny Rudendt Samein Sebrikarno Sigidger Silascoe Sistinary Speris Stame Stinalk Stonegenn Tannah Tendeger Tereve Tinan Tippay Tonick Toninatja Tonwin Tordt Track Traddy Tragne Tralk Tramer Travy Treagnne Treasteas Treaver Treban Treddarg Trede Tredia Tredy Treeno Trefaus Trefrace Trefraddy Trefrick Trefries Trefusey Trega Tregaraye Tregeenz Tregelle Tregery Treggisa Tregillick Tregiss Trego Tregort Tregotte Tregulrieb Tregwyn Trehaith Treheng Trehenived Trela Trelawlyn Trele Treleatton Trelheigh Trelle Trellmut Treloarl Trelyna Tremelle Tremina Tremon Tremp Tremso Trena Trenan Trenannepp Trender Trenhan Treno Trenray Trensanson Trenth Trenvers Trerry Trescon Treta Tretald Trete Treterne Treth Trethall Trethens Trethia Trethilte Trethweth Tretrefus Trettof Trevald Trevalman Trevanna Trevaskina Treve Trevensgar Trevert Treves Trevethen Trevett Trevil Trevin Treviskese Trewan Trewans Trewarailo Trewen Trewerd Triam Trick Trobia Trosep Truandew Trundralk Truse Trustens Tyana Uleig Ulriund Uthenbard Uthubearth Uwery Valene Vaskistian Velix Vendt Veprid Vetta Vilheidied Vinragnn Visen Vosed Vosen Voskatrear Wante Welland Welmuntz Wendarta Werine Wielmarlan Wilgeene Winandrega Worian Yerrian

[heavenlyeros]

part one of a series of little portraits i’m doing of my favourite angara. next up: evfra, paaran, avela! and then keema, thaldyr, and anjik <3

[sympateawithsugar]

You think Vehn Terev is still tending the gardens? 🌼 (assuming he's alive)

[copydragonoff]

I'm going to make a loonatics fic more focused on action and adventure, however, it will have some headcannons, so I wanted to know, do I make them have a couple's fight that ends in a kiss?

[shepofships]

“Don't you want to know why I did it? Why I betrayed the Moshae?”

[friedcroissantbagelalmond]

Ragilo Rajasthan #rajajalanan #tereval #Jhalawar #EnglandFashion #youtube #photooftheday #indianfestivals @realhinakhan @usainbolt (at Jhalawar) https://www.instagram.com/p/CD5Fn2PpZ9K/?igshid=7zlrd4kpgsfd

[iheartgarrus]

I was looking in my drafts and found this Andromeda thing. I have no idea where I was going with it because I must’ve written it 5 years ago, but I don’t hate it, so here (unedited, that’s why it’s lacking in dialogue tags):

"And Sloane? She's a woman of the people."

"Hm. Which ones, though?"

He raised an eyebrow, a non-verbal invitation to continue the train of thought.

"Well, she committed to the Initiative, headed Nexus security. Then turned her back when things got hairy. But fine, maybe she had genuine objections to the way things were going. Not like loyalty's worth anything, right?" She paused to take a drink, and he merely watched her, amusement and curiosity dancing in his eyes. "So she brings a bunch of exiles here, to an angaran port, clears out some kett then basically says 'bow down.' Good on her for the kett thing, not so much for waltzing in like a conqueror once she was done. Now it's, 'You can live in my kingdom as long as you pay up.' Who's all that serving?"

"Taxes are inevitable."

"Taxes fund infrastructure. I don't see a post office around here. Besides, she even calls them protection fees. It's some early 20th mobster bullshit. Anyway, she wants to execute Terev to keep the angara under her boot heel from taking back what's theirs, and she doesn't give a shit what happens to him. She'll be a 'woman of the people' as long as it's convenient for her and keeps her in power. But she serves no one but herself. And I don't think you're stupid, so you know all this, and you're sitting there smirking at me because you're giddy that I managed to come to the same conclusion."

"We're gonna be friends, you and I."

She groaned. Why did her contact have to be this guy?

[lec743]

Pathfinder Team on Kadara

Scott was in Kralla's Song, in Kadara’s Port. He was leaning by a window waiting for an informer named Shena. Scott sighed as he looked out at the mountains of Kadara.

Scott hopes to God that this informer will be able to help him get to Vehn Terev. He doesn’t know much about this Sloane Kelly but from what he can see, with the Outcasts beating up people for protection pay and how the Angaran port has been turned into a Human port, it doesn’t bode well for him.

She's going to be a hard person to work with if she's capable of cooperation at all.

"Are you Pathfinder Ryder?"

It was a Latino sounding gentlemen. Scott, in passing, thought he had a very soothing sounding voice.

Scott turned around.

He saw a beautiful man with dark, slicked back hair, broad shoulders, and a mischievously, suave smile on his face.

In about five seconds, Scott’s little crush on Liam was kicked out of his system and was replaced with the stranger before him and then Scott put a lid on it with an internal, annoyed sigh. Then he shelved the new crush.

“Who’s asking?”

“I’m Shena, but you can call me Reyes Vidal,” the Latino man said as he motioned to the bartender for two drinks.

The asari bartender got two cups of rum out on the bar. Reyes took the cups and offered one to Scott. Scott declined. With a shrug Reyes downed the rum one cup at a time and sat them back down on the bar counter.

“I was expecting an Angaran,” Scott admitted.

“Yes, well, people tend to be more loose lipped around their own species.”

Scott couldn’t disagree with that.

“So how do we do this? I need to speak with Vehn Terev.”

“Listen. All you have to do is speak with Sloane. Me and some other Resistance Fighters are working on an out for you to bust out Vehn. Just distract Sloane for a bit. If you find another way of getting what you want, then so be it, but we have the back up plan if you don’t get what you want.”

“Hmm. Alright then.”

“Wonderful! Good luck with her,” Reyes said as he walked away.

Scott was about to walk away but then the Bartender said, “Hey, who’s going to pay for the drinks.”

She looked ready to draw a knife on him.

Scott glared across the crowed bar as Reyes walked out of sight.

Scott whispered, “Mother Fucker,” to himself as he paid for his drinks.

*

Talking to Sloane wasn’t so bad. Sure, Sara’s actions made it a bit harder since she immediately picked a fight with a group of Outcasts that was beating up a citizen that was late on protection fees, nothing a genuine apology couldn’t fix. Granted it was annoying that he had to apologize on his sister’s behalf, but it wasn’t anything he wasn’t already used to.

The rest of the conversation was easy and she even allowed him access to Vehn Terev to speak with him, no jail busting necessary.

Scott walked out of Sloane’s throne room and made his way across the plaza of the port. He spotted Reyes, Sara, Vetra, and Peebee talking together. Sara said something and it made Peebee and Vetra laugh. Reyes gave Sara a soft looking smile. Scott ignored the way that made his heart flutter.

“Good news people. We don’t need to do anything with Vehn. I got Sloane’s permission to speak with him before she executes him.”

Sara looked horrified, “We’re not going to go with plan B? Like at all?”

“Why would we?”

Sara got up close to Scott as he stood his ground, already not amused by what his big sister was going to say.

“Because it’s not her choice to begin with. Nobody here should have that right to decide if Vehn get’s to live or die,” she whisper shouted.

Scott sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Listen. You’ve already made things difficult here with your little beat-em-up stunt with Sloane’s people. We’re not going to make it any more difficult by antagonizing her and going behind her back. In all your “wisdom” who could possibly disserve to choose Vehn’s fate.”

“Moshae Sjefa,” Sara said without hesitation.

Scott scowled at the name. She did have a point. It would be better, maybe morally so, if they busted Vehn Terev out and let the people on Aya run him through court and had the Moshae have her say. This was the angaran that decided to trade her life over the lives of many.

However, they were on Kadara, and if Scott wanted to put an outpost on this planet, he had to play nice with the leader of this area, which is Sloane.

“Listen,” Scott said in a harsh whisper, as he put his hands on her shoulders, “Whether we like it or not we have to work with people here to get what we want and that means not antagonizing everyone we come across. If it makes the people happy here to do their little revenge killing for hurting their Moshae, then I’ll let it happen.”

Sara made a look like she wanted to argue.

“Do you have a better person to be a leader here,” Scott quickly asked.

Sara pursed out her lips in a pout and Scott let her go. The man looked up to see Vetra and Peebee looking away from him. Then he turn to Reyes and he had a neutral smile on his face.

“Thank you for your time,” Scott told him, “For now, we don’t need your services.”

The Latino man shrugged, then as he walked away he said, “Until we meet again, Ryder.”

Scott nodded his acknowledgment, a little sad to see him go. Then he made his way to the jail, leaving behind his angry sister and possibly disappointed teammates. But what does he care what they think, he has a mission to up hold and he’ll do what it takes. Too many people count on him to make this galaxy a home, he has to do everything he can to make that happen.

[the-littlest-kojin]

Sitting on the steps before the lighthouse, I adjust my axe across my back as I watch three figures approach.

"Kansa. You know I can't let you past."

The Bangaa in front raises his hands towards me to show that he's not holding a weapon.

"Ava, you naval dog, I brought you drinks and food!"

Grinning, I stand, setting my axe down on the stairs and meeting him in the courtyard.

"I'm glad, you sneaking thief, or I'd need to pitch you into the Cataract for wasting my time."

Reaching the centre of the courtyard, I take the bottle of wine Kansa is holding out to me, and I take a swig before examining the other two members of his party.

"I don't recognise these two. Do they know the rules?"

Kansa glances back at the pair of Seeq and shrugs.

"No, but I'll tell them now. Dubar, Terev, this is Ava. Unlike most of the guards the Navy hires, she won't attack us on sight for being here, unless we try to get past her. She is good to drink and chat and flirt with, but don't try to pick a fight. You'll lose. She's crazy."

Finishing the bottle, I toss the empty back at Kansa and smirk. "Crazy and you know it."

One of the Seeq looks at my thin frame and lack of weapon and frowns. "But boss, she's unarmed and outnumbered, and a third my size. Surely we can just beat her up and then go in to take stuff?"

Kansa sighs and rolls his eyes at me, then steps back a dozen or so paces, dragging the other Seeq with him by the arm.

The Seeq that spoke looks very confused, glancing between Kansa and me repeatedly. "...Boss?"

Once Kansa and the other Seeq are clear, I dart in, sweeping my leg across the ankles of the poor fool, following up with a jumping kick to his jaw, sending him sprawling onto his back with a thud.

Kicking him onto his stomach, I sit on his back as if it were a garden bench and grin at Kansa.

Sighing, he walks back over and hands over some meat wrapped in flatbread.

"I told you, Terev. Don't pick a fight with her."

Terev groans from his position as my new seat, as I take a bite of the juicy spiced meat.

~

Hours later, all the food parceled out and eaten, and all the alcohol consumed, my linkpearl chimes and I hold up a hand to interrupt the conservation.

"Guard Riil. Dalmasca has just fallen to Garlemald. We're abandoning the lighthouse and fleeing back to the mainland. We'll be down to seal the door in about five minutes."

My mouth dry and my blood running cold, I respond with my acknowledgement before turning back to the bandits.

"Kansa. You all need to leave now. And I need a favour."

Seeing that I'm serious, the Bangaa starts packing up, nodding at me to continue.

"Dalmasca has fallen to Garlemald. I'm Navy, I'll draw eyes if I head back to Rabanastre, so I'm going into hiding. I want you to go to Rabanastre and tell Ela Riil that. Okay?"

"Dalmasca… Fallen?"

I nod solemnly, standing up off of Terev and helping him to his feet.

"Ela Riil. You understand, Kansa?"

"I heard you the first time, naval dog." Kansa awkwardly grins to take the bite out of his words.

"You'd better, you conniving thief. Now scram, before my bosses get down here and I need to make an example out of you."

Watching the three of them scurry back towards their tiny airship, I collect my axe from the stairs, and wait for the lighthouse keepers at the door.

Be safe, Ela.