#visna

[candledotwick]

new fandom guys i'm autistic about a single sonic exe now

[aymayzing]

I have made a Mourn Watcher Rook and then came up with a few quick ideas for some buddies of his down in the Necropolis. And of course I ended up thinking too much about them so here's a post with some info on them

Sotiris 'Rook' Ingellvar

Mourn Watch's crypt baby

hoped to be a mage, ended up a Warrior Reaper

sweetest kindest guy you'll ever meet but also the beefiest and he's like 7 ft tall; also socially awkward. it's not his fault, he spent his youth playing with skeletons

got in so much shit over the War of the Banners he got pretty much banished from the country for a while only to end up leading the effort to save the world??? apparently???

magic and history nerd

ends up snatching THE professor Emmrich Volkarin (no one is fully certain how he managed that, not even Sotiris himself)

Hannes

my original Rook but they ended up demoted to supporting cast, they'd be too powerful as Rook (sorry Hannes...)

street urchin who kept breaking into the Necropolis to steal from the graves and hang out with the undead so much that the Mourn Watch decided it'd make more sense to just take them in

constanly on thin ice with the higher ups but much adored by the spirits

aims to be seen as the silly goofy one of the group but has the best people skills so everyone comes to them for advice. or when they need a lock picked

Mirka Kanarek

archivist poached by the Mourn Watch from the City Hall (the City Hall is still angry) to deal with the bureaucratic backlog in the Grand Necropolis

convinced she has the best job in the world

does no field work, she's a corporate girlie with skeleton assisstants

probably the most normal and well-adjusted from the group

surface dwarf whose family is newly arrived from Orzammar and is still kind of confused and put out by all the dead bodies. they're very supportive of her career though

Visna Lievenkroft

the only member of this crew with a normal career path (read: once her influential rich noble family realized she was a mage, they paid off everyone they could to get her into a program with the Mourn Watch)

she truly loves her work and wishes to remain with the Watch

she is aware she got into the Necropolis due to nepotism and corruption so she works extremely hard to prove herself

has long held romantic feelings for Sotiris but by the time she managed to fess up, he was already dating Emmrich. who actually used to be her teacher. double whammy, I guess. sorry Visna :(

Alvilda Anaxas

yes, from the Anaxas family - the Duke of Cumberland is her uncle

think of her as Sotiris' reverse Hezenkoss - if Emmrich and Johanna started off as friends and academic partners to end up enemies, Alvilda and Sotiris spent the first years of their relationship competing academically and despising each other, only to grow to appreciate each other's skills and eventually become close friends

also got into a lot of trouble over the War of the Banners but Sotiris covered for her; she's still not allowed to work on her own projects which annoys her endlessly, especially as Sotiris is fully reinstated and fighting undead dragons in long forgotten crypts or some other nonsense

[sailingseals]

#5 Artfight Attacks!

AAAHHHH AARTFIGHT IS ENDING TOMORROW FOR ME.. sad.. Soo... Here's the last 5 for this year, it was nice attacking all of you hehe :3

Instagram: kana_m4fu The definitely and real angel, Ame!!

Twitter: jingleneko Is that... M-M-MIKU?!! Yep! Its Jingleneko's Soft Mikusona!!

Twitter, Instagram, & Toyhouse: yunomeii Who's that? Our lovely artist Meii!!

@cupcakewarp / deviantART, FurAffinity, & Toyhouse: cupcakewarp / Twitter: Cupcakewarp_VT / Instagram: glitch_izanami Hmm... Dont look so grumpy, Zazel!!

Twitter: v1sque / Instagram: vy.xqz whoa... Who are they? They seem to be star-struck to eachother.. Do they know that? Well these (very gay) partners are Visna & Orion!!

Once again THANK YOUUUH TO THOSE WHO ATTACKED ME BACK WITH YOUR LOVELY DRAWINGS.. i have been deafeted for sure.. teehee.. AND I KEEP SAYING THIS BUT I ENJOYED BEING ABLE TO PARTICIPATE HERE WAHH!! 💯 <3333

[astriiformes]

Wait okay, seeing as I made a bunch of you have Pentiment feelings with me tonight I have to share a song rec (and lyric translation, since it is not in English)

You all may remember I had to do a whole presentation on a Norwegian music group for my Norwegian language class last semester. It turned out the band I picked, a folk rock group called Glittertind, has a whole concept album they released on October 31st, 2017 to mark the 500th anniversary of the start of the Protestant Reformation.

Technically the album is inspired by the Norwegian Reformation, but it's not like there are a lot of concept albums out there about the Protestant Reformation to begin with, and there's enough, like, general existential reflection and metaphor in them that there's one song in particular, that really gives me some Pentiment (and Andreas Maler) feelings

(Also it's just a really good song)

Lyrics and translation under the cut:

Etter stormen såg eg ingenting Ingenting av alt eg såg Etter stormen dreiv eg rundt i ring Og undra på kor landet låg

Etter stormen blanke auge bar Himmelen så rar og bleik Etter stormen fann eg ingen svar Viljevarden visna veik

Eg kom drivande som båt i brann På dei blåe bylgjer knust i strand Eg drøymde ein draum Eg trudde var sann Eg livde eit liv Som forsvann

Etter stormen reiv ut ryggen min Såg eg ingen slott som skein Etter stormen ingen glitretind Såg eg ingen himmelheim

Eg var ’kje klar for denne kalde jord Eg var ’kje klar, eg hadde ingen ord

Eg drøymde ein draum Eg trudde var sann Eg livde eit liv Som forsvann

Eg ville flyge langt derifrå Ut til allheimen den blå Eg virra rundt i ein ynskjebrunn Og lengta etter mysterium

Sjå verda spinn bak det kvite-grå Med alle skapningar på skrå Me virrar rundt i ein ynskjebrunn Og lengtar etter mysterium

Eg var ’kje klar for denne kalde jord Eg var ’kje klar, eg hadde ingen ord

Eg drøymde ein draum Eg trudde var sann Eg livde eit liv Som forsvann

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After the storm I saw nothing Nothing in everything I saw After the storm I drifted around in circles And wondered where the land was After the storm, my vision was empty The sky looked strange and pale After the storm I found no answers My will to watch for them withered I came adrift like a boat on fire On the blue waves that broke on the beach I dreamed a dream I thought it was true I lived a life Which disappeared After the storm tore out my spine I didn't see any castles that shone After the storm, no glittering mountains I saw no heaven I wasn't ready for this cold earth I wasn't ready, I had no words I dreamed a dream I thought it was true I lived a life Which disappeared I want to fly far from there Out to the blue universe [wild blue yonder?] I stare, confused, in a wishing well And yearn for mystery See the world spinning behind the white-grey With all of creation lopsided I stare, confused, in a wishing well And yearn for mystery I wasn't ready for this cold earth I wasn't ready, I had no words I dreamed a dream I thought it was true I lived a life Which disappeared

[naufal-portofolio]

4 Rekomendasi Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Simple nan Elegan di Tangerang

2021

Menikah adalah event sekali seumur hidup. Jadi, segala hal harus dipersiapkan dengan terencana agar satu hari spesial tersebut menjadi berkesan. Terlebih untuk perempuan muslim, yang biasanya akan melakukan effort lebih dalam memilih gaun pengantin. Tidak hanya harus terlihat cantik, wedding dress juga harus nyaman dipakai dan tetap syar’i. Untuk muslimah di Tangerang yang masih bingung dalam mencari gaun pernikahan, berikut empat rekomendasi wedding dress muslim yang bisa dibeli atau disewa!

1. Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Desain Turki Klasik

- instagram: @banuawedding

- opsi gaun: Hanya Sewa

- range harga: mulai dari Rp500.000 / hari

- lokasi: Tangerang Selatan (Puspita Loka, BSD)

Gaun pengantin keluaran Banua Wedding dari series “Turkish Guzel” ini cocok sekali untuk mempelai perempuan yang ingin tampil sederhana namun tetap terlihat elegan. Meski hanya didominasi oleh warna putih, tetapi terdapat pattern daun dan bunga yang menghiasi bagian leher, dada, pinggang, serta lengan, sehingga tetap terkesan cantik. Selain itu, model dress yang berupa a-line dan bagian rok yang jatuh lurus makin memancarkan vibe klasik ala putri kerajaan Turki.

2. Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Desain Feminin dan Mewah

- instagram: @okisetianadewibridal

- opsi gaun: Hanya Beli

- range harga: mulai dari Rp35.000.000

- lokasi: Tangerang Selatan (Pondok Aren)

Siapa yang tidak kenal dengan sosok Oki Setiana Dewi? Tidak hanya aktif sebagai aktris, Mbak Oki juga seorang perancang busana pengantin muslim. Tiga hal yang selalu jadi ciri khas dari semua gaun yang Mbak Oki buat, yaitu feminin, mewah, dan dominasi warna pastel. Wedding dress yang dirancang Mbak Oki banyak dihiasi dengan beragam jenis dan bentuk brokat atau payet-payet di hampir semua bagian gaun. Serta satu lagi yang spesial, yakni mahkota atau semacam tiara yang membuat pengantin muslimah makin anggun.

3. Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Desain Tradisional Modern Syar’i

- instagram: @visnamooni_busana

- opsi gaun: Hanya Sewa

- range harga: pricelist langsung kontak via whatsapp (081291305640)

- lokasi: Tangerang Kota (Ciledug)

Untuk muslimah di Tangerang bagian Kota dan Kabupaten, bisa lihat-lihat koleksi dari Sanggar Visna Mooni. Hampir semua gaun pengantin di sini didominasi dengan model tradisional yang simple dan modern. Kelebihan utama dari wedding dress Visna Mooni adalah banyaknya pattern atau pola manik-manik cantik di hampir semua bagian gaun, jilbab, dan veil. Tambahan tiara mungil yang melingkar di kepala juga membuat pengantin perempuan terlihat elegan. Dan, ada juga tambahan masker yang stylish untuk yang melangsungkan pesta di masa pandemi ini.

4. Gaun Pengantin Muslimah Desain Modest dan Duluxe

- instagram: @neeraalatas_official

- opsi gaun: Hanya Beli

- range harga: mulai dari sekitar Rp3.000.000

- lokasi: Tangerang Selatan (Pondok Aren)

Sepertinya muslimah di Tangerang bagian Selatan cukup beruntung karena lumayan banyak butik busana muslim di sini. Salah satunya adalah Neera Alatas. Semua dress keluaran Neera Alatas ingin menampilkan style yang feminin sekaligus romantis. Salah satunya gaun ber-title “Rosalinda Dress” yang didominasi warna pastel soft purple, bahan wollycrepe yang lentur, sehingga tidak kaku dan fleksibel saat dikenakan. Selain itu, gaun ini juga dikombinasikan dengan brokat cantik serta kain tulle berwarna nude, sehingga makin menambah kesan anggun dan mewah.

Itulah empat rekomendasi gaun pengantin muslimah di Tangerang. Semoga bisa menambah inspirasi untuk membeli atau menyewa busana pernikahan untuk hari spesial nanti. Jika akhirnya harus mengadakan pesta wedding saat pandemi, jangan lupa patuhi protokol kesehatan ya!

[lyrics365]

Larger Than Time - Heavier Than Night

Hanen fall om på tunet Før han rakk gala -Men eg kjende tida Hesten hang i slitte taumar Med utakk piska inn i augo -Men eg makta å trekke plogen Bonden la seg til marka Grødelaus og ufri -Men eg rydda nye hov Vekstane visna, evige lovnadar brast Fargane falma, hjarta fraus fast Støyen stilna, men sigeren var tatt Større enn tid, tyngre enn natt! Fjella fall, og skogen brann Tida teia, vatn vart…

[wanderers-tale]

The pages for the Amrilni, Visnae, Qhiles, Devune and Arsier have been updated. The remaining pages for the Athyes, Drunae, Isutan, Ilunit and Dricte are almost complete and hopefully will be done before the week is over.

World Anvil, where I host my wiki, has also updated how timelines work, so i'll have to look into that once the remaining race/species pages have been updated.

[444names]

cambodian names BUT excluding "h"

Andr Antoun Arim Ariss Aromao Baem Baeng Banamporn Bandr Batta Beerring Beerry Beers Beng Born Boueng Bouer Bouk Boulav Boung Bour Bourn Bous Bouy Bung Buos Canary Candr Cannim Darey Daros Davon Denem Deng Ding Doma Doueng Doun Dukeoun Duongin Duongsey Duot Duoys Eakkley Ealun Eanna Earideng Eary Easok Ienary Iendr Ieun Ieung Ieur Ieurp Ievara Ingoung Ivon Jang Jankri Jann Jannat Jayan Jayasor Jeney Jeng Jingim Jung Kaidy Kain Kallisot Kalun Kalung Kana Kann Kanrom Keak Keann Keas Keng Keoun Kimol Kirajen Korng Kortes Kosam Koum Koun Kour Koys Kridy Kung Kuon Kuong Kuorn Kuorna Lain Lamoul Lang Lann Lavann Lavy Leamoeun Liem Lien Ling Lisna Listnak Liya Liyandray Liyanny Liyat Liyattim Loeun Loeurnak Lonikang Lorea Lorearn Makar Makklean Makrin Mampov Mandr Mang Manne Mannem Maok Marisen Maritim Maro Mary Meanna Meanneann Mearat Meav Menget Mlim Mling Mliv Mlivong Moeu Momia Mong Mouangoy Moun Moung Mout Mungov Mungset Munna Muon Muos Muosaly Naek Naen Nakk Nakri Namborn Namrom Nara Naroeu Narri Neakry Neat Neous Nerry Neryas Nettana Ngeari Ngimol Ngsem Ngvon Nika Nimoeun Nivoeun Noeun Nonguorn Nonim Nopo Norm Norn Norouk Noueng Noul Noulam Nounn Nouren Nous Nuong Nuongim Nuos Oeung Omampoy Omap Ongim Orny Otpeanda Oulaing Ourm Ovan Ovanat Pana Pann Pannarov Peam Peandra Peap Pear Ping Pisarat Pisnat Pistna Poem Poeun Poeung Porn Pouan Pouers Pouy Poys Prang Prataing Prattat Prea Prear Prem Pret Prey Prou Proueng Prov Prun Prung Prungim Prungov Rajeng Raka Rang Rattai Rattaulat Rean Reang Reann Reanna Reanrot Reap Rearay Reary Reavy Riam Ridara Ridarn Ridy Riendray Rieun Ringuon Risey Rison Roda Rodav Roeu Rouanniv Roub Roun Rounnakng Rour Rourn Rovay Rung Sakk Saly Sambang Sambat Samboun Samea Samey Samol Sampel Sampoeurm Samren Samrisey Samronim Sanly Sanna Sannaray Saok Sara Sari Sarisen Sarntry Saryna Sata Satain Satangsey Savara Seou Seous Seret Serrisok Serry Sida Sidy Siem Sieun Sieung Sievy Sila Silav Silay Silonim Silov Sisai Sisam Sisek Siseou Sivoem Sivoeun Sivon Sivong Sivor Soda Soeu Soeub Soeum Somary Songov Songoy Sonim Sopeav Sopen Sopeng Sopeoung Sortep Sotpei Sotpel Sotpen Sotpeng Soub Sous Sowat Sreakklea Sreamrian Sreap Sreara Srem Srendary Srendray Sret Srom Srongset Srum Srung Suket Sukva Sukvan Sukvann Sukvay Suorn Suoy Surem Surp Sury Svan Taidy Tain Tandr Tangvong Tann Teak Teakklek Teal Teang Teap Teas Teat Terea Tereap Terey Terrin Ters Terynary Tevay Tieun Tilong Tiloun Timom Tiya Toang Toann Topoem Toub Toum Toung Tour Trea Trisey Trit Tuong Tuos Tuot Ungsek Vana Vanda Vangoy Vannaeng Vannam Vannat Vanroeun Vara Varit Varna Vary Vean Veanda Veap Veat Veavy Vendary Ving Visamrey Visery Visim Visna Viss Voeung Voeury Vonim Voren Vorng Wing Yasna Yasnam Yeang Ying Yingear Yivoeun Yoeung Yoeury Yosam Youl Youn Young Yourn Yung

[famesaoirse]

Same but you know in a little less sense? Like not in same category but I react the same. I know it's been a minute since I got this deep. I mean they are all wonderfully developed character but this visna. solo true character in a journey kind of role. Doesn't look like it this year but maybe next?

oh, Lord! thank you! I never know what to answer when I get called "legend" it makes me a little nervous and old... but i appreciate it. than you so much, darling. wow! it sounds good and deep, I can't wait to see you playing such a complex character. you are going to do something extraordinary again. I am convinced about it. are you attending to the oscars ceremony and after parties this year?

[hcrctics]

ᚪᚱᛊᛉ // ꓦᛁᛢᚢᚣ

My lover's got humor She's the giggle at a funeral Knows everybody's disapproval I should've worshiped her sooner 

             @sitharivendetta

[scrivend-a]

nonverbal prompts   // ⪻ @singularitybled​ : g’raha ⪼      ↳     🌡 Push my muse down to give them medical attention

crimson slashes across his torso. a resounding yell pierces the air as another blade arcs towards him, all too eager to induce further agony upon him. all too eager to provoke her.

panic ensues; nevertheless, she is a seasoned warrior - instinct and adrenaline mingle, inciting her to dance across the battlefield. oh, what a savage display she gives. delicate fingers grasp at the handle of her bloodied axe; with a devastating cry, she mercilessly carves her way through their foes.

eyes ever upon him, sapphires spark with each glance directed his way. with each glance, her dread mounts. he’s since fallen, and he has not attempted to rise - least of all move.

she burns to get closer. the desire to save him --to prevent his possible death, as he is always so ready to place himself in harm’s way for the sake of others-- lashes at her, singing away all logical notions with its fierce incineration.

she nears him, finally. dropping to her knees and releasing her axe, shaking hands reach for him. there is no rise and fall of his chest; there is, however, far too much blood.

she was far too late.

day falls beneath the umbral curtain of night. they’ve set up camp by the river, and many have urged her to sit and rest. she cannot, for despite her impatient pacing, he has not yet awakened.

as she finally gives into the insistent demands of her comrades, knees bending to allow her to finally cease being on her feet, a clamor and crash prompt her to stand again. What in the seven hells? a disgruntled, anguished moan follows the clatter. immediately, she rushes into the dim confines of the tent.

brow creases as consternation settles upon her pretty features. palms alight upon the flare of her hips, digits curling into the supple leather encasing her lower half; she struggles to not voice her ever ascending ire at the sight before her: collapsed from his cot, already staining the clean bandages she’d just placed, and he’s trying to stand. relief soothes the majority of her exasperation, but only enough to temper the volume of her voice, ❝  By the gods, what are you attempting to do?  ❞

crossing the scant distance to him, she places her hands upon his shoulders and gently eases him to sit. a sigh passes through the part of her lips. ❝  Just look at the state of you... You re-opened your wound; even after expending healing magics on the worst of your wounds, still you insist on acting as if all is fine and well.  ❞ without allowing him a single word for argument, she all but lifts him back into his cot. a solitary hand remains upon his bare chest - a means of keeping him in place. sternly, she pins him with her blue eyes, the beginnings of vexation evident,  ❝  Stay. I need to gather clean bindings to dress your wounds again. If you so much as move, I will add to your injuries.  ❞

[ramfather]

Snow hesitated for a moment. He pulled back a little bit, looking sad. "... do you know what Maedi Visna is? It only affects sheep and goats... and can be... transmitted to other sheep..." He muttered.

Snow looks terrified and nervous. He's wringing his hands a bit. "Oves...? I have something to tell you..."

-- @ramfather

”What’s wrong, darling? You can tell me anything.”

[lyrics365]

Móðan mikla

Er neyðin á mannsbarnið kallar Verða hjörtun svo tárvot og smá Í dalsmynni vonar og ótta Er laufblöðin visna og þrá Ferðalag lífsins hér endar Fellur í gleymskunnar dá Brosið sem fékk þig til að elska Högg á vatni ei sá Komdu með Komdu með Komdu með Komdu með

[vetschooliscool]

maedi-visna virus

MVV: a lentivirus causing encephalitis and pneumonitis in adult sheep. the incubation period is very long. transmission is horizontal via nasal secretions, or vertical via colostrum and milk. it is one of the main causes of chronic wasting in sheep.

Signalment: herd disease of older sheep

History: wasting, increased lamb mortality, increased culling rate

Exam: weight loss is the main clinical sign but progressive paralysis, mastitis, and coughing may be seen

Differentials: ovine pulmonary adenomatosis (jaagsiekte), lungworm, listeriosis, dental disease, endoparasitism

Diagnosis: serological testing via PCR (direct for antigen), antibody ELISA

Treatment: none. To control MVV requires either complete destock-restock of lambing herd (to eliminate the carriers) or establishment of a separate herd, with lambs separated from ewes at birth and fed milk replacer (to eliminate HZ transmission of the virus).

Prevention: none. No vaccination. Quarantine and test sheep before introducing to the flock.

[ramfather]

Snow exhaled. "I'm not sure. Technically it's mostly spread to babies by a mother's milk, but it can also spread through contamination..."

Snow was silent for a moment. "It's called Maedi Visna. It's um... infectious, incurable, and very slow... but it always leads to death one day... It's why I need these to walk now..." He gestured uselessly to his crutches.

"Quackity, can I tell you something? I haven't told anyone except Tubbo, so it's..." Snow sighed a bit. "I need your opinion."

-- @ramfather (also tw it's about an illness if you wanna ignore <3)

"Of course Snow. Anything. You can tell me anything."

[fdshagvs]

@kakunosekai

They’re docked just south of Uzushiogakure at some run down port town, taking a few days to gather troops and distribute supplies. The official plan is to get to the village itself, take it over and disrupt distribution to the Land of Fire. The unspoken at any means necessary is a heavy weight that hangs over their heads.

They move out on the third day, a platoon of them traveling along an old rail line. She stays in the middle with the rest of her squad, though through the days travel she finds herself falling back beside Hozuki. He’s generally quiet company - poorly timed jokes aside - and her obvious preference over the noise the rest of their squad creates.

But there’s an early pause in their travel when they come across a small town not marked on their map. She doesn’t know if she would even call it that. It’s a small bundle of ten houses along a rivers edge, and from reports, another four two miles away. Nothing they couldn’t easily avoid. Nothing they had to raise their weapons for.

The order comes their way quickly. Her squad will stay. The rest of them will continue forward and rendezvous ten miles outside of Uzushiogakure.

Visna stares at the radio in her hand. This isn’t her first deployment. She knows how this works, but she had told herself, her stupid, ignorant self, that they were going to raze Uzushiogakure because they had to. There was a practicality to it. An enemy without weapon is an enemy who will not win the fight.

There’s no such thing in this. They’re just civilians. The sun has set and they’re most likely readying for sleep. Not for a firefight. Not for slaughter in their beds.

She brings the radio to her mouth, “Understood,” and signals for her squad to break away from the platoon and go left. Fourteen houses. Fourteen families.

Suddenly, she’s thinking of the men following behind her. Who would want to follow these orders, and who would want to follows hers.