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Oh I also made an Igris doodle, it had been a minute.

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Anika and/or the Deep One @undyingmedium with Ghost Choir or Evangelia @cosmosoracle with Astral Alley for the color palettes? Choose whoever you wish, it'd be a fun surprise to be part of the series!

//Sorry for the wait!

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Affection language

Tagged by myself cause curious

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"And you thought 'fingering' was putting it terribly.

I was being understanding."

"FROM MY SLUMBER I AWAKEN-

....why is everyone fingering each other's nose-"

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"No." He noms on it a little more.

Eh, then he lets off it. He got bored, just needed a second to be a dick about it.

"Nah, coffee doesn't really vibe with me. I'll have like fifteen sausages and a wheel of goat cheese or something."

He stares at her finger. Then bites it.

Not too hard, mind you, certainly not to rip it off, but it triggered some sort of instinct.

An instinct of defiance.

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He turns his head, very slowly turning around...seeing people assault each other, hitting each other's noses with crazed smiles and drool coming out of their mouths, laughing as they war over who can push their hands further on each other's face...

"Yea I'm not taking my words back."

"FROM MY SLUMBER I AWAKEN-

....why is everyone fingering each other's nose-"

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"Who are you talking to?"

Today was a very confusing day, but every time he woke up he was significantly out of the loop...plus grumpy, so it couldn't be helped.

He stares at her finger. Then bites it.

Not too hard, mind you, certainly not to rip it off, but it triggered some sort of instinct.

An instinct of defiance.

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He stares at her finger. Then bites it.

Not too hard, mind you, certainly not to rip it off, but it triggered some sort of instinct.

An instinct of defiance.

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"But that's literally what I'm seeing??"

"FROM MY SLUMBER I AWAKEN-

....why is everyone fingering each other's nose-"

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"FROM MY SLUMBER I AWAKEN-

....why is everyone fingering each other's nose-"

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He cleaned his hands on the river, changing the black bandages on them slowly. Taking them off, they were soaked, and it wasn't from water.

He had stopped using white ones a while ago, they got stained too easily. Not that the black ones didn't need regular change, but it was a little more lenient.

".... cough....gasp..........huff....."

The sounds came from one of the bodies that had slumped over the riverbank. One of the many, over a dozen, that surrounded the dragonborn.

"Mmmm....that one is my bad.", Igris'Ir spoke in a low but clear tone, his eyes dark despite the ever present flare in them. He stood up, his body always imposing in strength and stature, the scarf flowing behind him, right above the sway of his tail, as he made his way to the man.

He was choking on his blood, barely alive, but still holding on. He wouldn't last long. His eyes, hazed but moving, turned to the monster standing above him, the emotions unrecognizable.

Could be terror, anger, frustration, regret. Maybe a mix of them, maybe more. It didn't matter.

Without a word, Igris'Ir delivered a kick to the man's head, snapped his neck and broke his skull. The last breath came immediately after. He had made it quick, as an apology for messing up the first time.

The warrior sighed and walked away, back to the spot to clean himself. It was more than they deserved, but he didn't care for their suffering, just for their end.

He will hunt all the monsters that walk this world, no matter what shape or form they take. His blood called and burned for battle, and their blood were his release, his purpose.

Now, to get the bounty for their heads.

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Every time the moon becomes full up in the sky, Igris always finds a nice spot to watch her. He talks to her as if they are old friends, telling his stories and adventures...

And keeps it so till he eventually falls asleep.

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"I don't know who you are, but you're quite the charming woman, so damn me if I decline you.

That said, are you sure you can protect yourself? Last thing I want is to put anyone in danger."

"I see you all. Who gonna join me for some ass beating? Not sure who we gonna beat yet, but I'm sure we will find someone."

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"I see you all. Who gonna join me for some ass beating? Not sure who we gonna beat yet, but I'm sure we will find someone."

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He yaaawns and stretches.

"I feel like I slept for a week. Proooobably more. Oh well, what's good around here?" He jumps up to his feet in one fluid motion, his tail following his movement before easing down, the tip a few inches above the ground.

"I need a workout. Let's go beat up something."

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He is eating an apple.

Nom.

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The dragonborn stretched strongly before laying down on the grass, enjoying the chilly wind of the night outdoors. He was sleeping alone, again, which wasn't his favorite and never had been, but the stars kept him company.

Moving his hands under his head and crossing his legs, he looked up with his fiery eyes, started counting them and searching for various formations and interesting types of lights...it wouldn't be long before sleep took him, and it would ease his heart till the sun's light arrived the next day.