Saun_399

Submission time! IGN Saun_399 DISCORD Saunless CATEGORY Visual Arts TITLE Daybreak, Ailmere. Cultivation of National Pride. https://imgur.com/gallery/TbPfe1Q

Now stripped of his warpaint, with armour tucked away in a closet, suggested to be LOCKED by his disappointed mother. The son of Hawkins-Gylldene calls out for his father as he picks up the missive. "BABA. They mentioned you and UNCLE FARIAN again in the leaf!"

The Norlandic boy in question, still a child of thirteen and exhausted. Completely battle worn for the first of many times, and touching death so closely. Reeling in the celebration of victorious bloodshed, and soaking in the glory and camaraderie of his clan and Nation amidst the burning and ash-festered snow. In the dim light of camp he sat and allowed his father to tend to injury, a snap of bone he had ignored and let sit with adrenaline guiding him. He thought to the bravery of his nation and the success of it's battle plans. He also thought to the bold and brazen dealings of himself and how he prevailed, oh, only for his dear mother to give him a ferocious scalding for sometime soon.. For him then, the true war begins.

I drew that banner.

Diligent and from what information I have, a good response to the situation Wonder if the other changes will be public, like the reinstating of the mod he recently shot? Or the outcome of a player's report that he reversed? Either way, difficult but good work. I know I could never be in this position

Milk, Showlocke, Eso, and UNI <3

MC Name: eamgae Discord: saunless Image: Description of Image: Simple drawing done by a child ( My character Finnian ) Ferrets eating jerky. Artistic masterpiece. Dimensions: 1x1 ( One map )

A certain elf decides to live precariously, not just a statement of the matter but a new age for all. The Celia'norian Viscounty of Petra'nor is set into planning. ( Meme post, have a good auction! )

Why is it held in Celia'nor?

Aluthshae stands at the door of his outlet, armed with a long handled brush. Actively attempting to guard his wares and his floors from the feline ambush... No amount of 'shoo' is working to deter them. "This is ne ayla- I should install door gates.."

Aluthshae would view the contents of the flyer while locking his door- Then taking a moment to fold the paper and run the crease. The aheral mentally marking down the name, as he head towards the bureau to say his piece.

Aluthshae looked to his trusted friend attempting to read her expression as she stood rigid in the wake of the body. Wordlessly, he stepped up in her inability to move, shedding his long trailing cardigan and covering the body with the dark woven wool. Pulling it up to the face and scorched, long hair. Some recognition in his eyes quickly leaving as he managed to hide the poor girl's lifeless features from his sight. Tucking in the cardigan around her, before starting to lift the girl in his arms. Cradling her, only legs visible hanging from his arms and the draping fabric, darkened and dehydrated down to bone. He continued to hold her steady as the woman next to him dropped down and and broke, clinging to her daughter before he could pull the girl away from her forever. Not letting himself be dragged downwards by her grasp, just watching as his dear friend grieved.

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IGN: Saun_399 DISCORD: Saunless CATEGORY: Visual Art TITLE OF YOUR PIECE: Pumpkin carving with Aran and Lesley