angella302

Voting Format IGN: Brathmordakin RP NAME: Stiorra Frostbeard AGE: 190 ACTIVITY REQUIREMENT: Citizen, Clan Frostbeard (Legion, Guild, Home Owner, Clan List) CANDIDATE: Drak--no, Ulfric Frostbeard

Bryldryn Grandaxe promptly goes to the lady's room after reading the missive to cleanse her eyes for good 15 minutes. Stiorra Frostbeard takes good hour to regain her composure after going into a violent fit of laughter after reading the missive.

Bryldryn Grandaxe kicks her tongue as she reads through the missive on her writing desk within the Library of Remembrance. With a sigh, she abruptly stands from her seat making her chair fall back on to the floor. "Da worst ov da heretics breedin' undeh our own noses." She grumbles as she makes her way out of the library to look for her husband, wishing to inquire more details. Stiorra Frostbeard blinks few times after she finished skimming through the missive. "Well shoite."

Stiorra Frostbeard quickly wipes a tear off her cheek as she finishes reading the missive. She takes a deep breath and returns to stabbing the scarecrow with renewed vigor.

I hate medical rp because it bores the hell out of me. After asking the patient to identify the problem I drop long ass emotes after emotes of fixing the issue. I do go into details but not too much cuz I'm slow typer. I try my best to strike a convo with a patient but it's often hard when they are seriously injured

IGN: Brathmordakin Roleplay name: Bryldryn Grandaxe Discord tag: angella302🦄#8603 Amount of tickets: 3

Grins at the news, she nods in approval.

"Dungrimm give us strength."

Bryldryn Grandaxe facepalms with a heavy sigh followed by a quick shake of her head. She puts the missive down and gives her fireplace a thousand yard stare. "I'm gettin' tuu old fer dis..."

"Toime tuh empteh out da ocean wif me bucket, Ah guess."

Bryldryn Grandaxe shakes her head in disgust upon reading the missive.

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Hello I love doing pixel art and am trying to get good. Recently I fell in love with Adventure Time style-it's cute af- and need some practice to git gud. I'm taking 300 minas, only in-game money, for an animated bust of your character. Eyes will be animated and will add minor details to the clothes but will stay very simple. The character name will be either at the side of at the bottom. I WON'T take any specific request, change in format, addition of animation. I will deliver each work a week (7days) from start date since I work full-time irl. I will dm via discord to let you know that I've begun your commission and send a screenie mid-way. Payments should be FULLY paid at the time of the delivery. PRICE: 300 MINAS DELIVERY TIME: 1 WEEK (7 days from the START) ==== commission [CLOSED] AS OF 03/13/2021 5:35 est ====== 1. RESERVED 2. RESERVED 3. RESERVED 4. RESERVED 5. RESERVED 6. RESERVED ============================================= COMMISSION FORMAT: IN-GAME NAME: DISCORD NAME: NAME MC LINK: (or a good screenshot) ---EXAMPLES---- *** Mouth will NOT be animated*** / <== These three are the most recent work so your work should be similar if not better (As you can see I'm trying to improve on the animations and coloring which is the whole point of me taking commissions in the first place)

After catching some dwedmar gossip about the Prospectors in the Main Square of Kal'Darakaan, she'd packed her satchel and donned on her armor and made her way to the Eastfleet. She takes few deep breath of the typical bustling habor before roaming around to find the old storage. She assists unloading cargos here and there but she takes more interest in watching and observing.

Bryldryn returns to the palace after a long day and stumbles upon the letter her sister had left. She picks it up and slumps down on a chair nearby kitchen with a sigh. She places the letter on the table and looks over to the kitchen where Dhaen's belongings had been there which Bryl had cleaned them out earlier that day. She looks down at the letter and places her hand over it and whispers, "May Ogradhad guide your steps, Dungrimm give you strength, and Anbella keep you safe... Return home safe, sister." She takes few moments to regain her composure and shoves the unopened letter in her inner pocket.