Featured: Portrait Of A Dark Elf
COMMISSION: Marked Target: FinaleDagestu could not stop her eyes widening in shock. She shouldn't have been surprised. True drow were cut throat, cruel, and many of them held legendary grudges and could wait centuries before having the means and know-how to strike, but Triel while hard and a no nonsense matron had always been friendly with her. She had been a guiding hand more than her mother had been. This had to be a dictation from Lolth, Dagestu had heard the whispers that the goddess had fallen silent only to return stronger than ever, but never had Dagestu dreamt that the Spider-Queen would seek her out. It shamed the priestess to know that in all her years to rebel, it only made her feel pathetic. The ingrained teaching of the Lolth priesthood burned Dagestu's insides to jelly. She really was a bad drow.COMMISSION: Marked Target: Finale by XullraeZauviir
Kill them before they kill you mentality struck her to the core. It was the first thing taught in her childhood; how true it was and one of the reasons why she turned away he
COMMISSION: Marked Target: part 1At the heart of Menzoberranzan was House Baenre. The soul of the city was chaos. Change had swept the city since the flux of powers that be had waged war against the Spider-Queen. She had emerged victorious, her son Vhaeraun and her daughter, Eilistraee were dead. Kiaransalee was also gone . . . and Ghaunadaur . . . well he crawled back under the sink hole he had oozed out of. Lolth stood unopposed as the true deity to the drow that remained. With her rebirth came need of a new matron for House Baenre, or so Quenthel told herself. It was her belief that she had been resurrected by the goddess to help her and this was her reward. A reward she earned as her ruby eyes looked over the carcass of her previous sister Triel.COMMISSION: Marked Target: part 1 by XullraeZauviir
There the tiny and unattractive corpse sat, slightly slumped to the side. A soft rustle echoed eerily across the wide expanse of the audience chamber. Quenthel turned her white haired head slightly. Just guards awaiting her orders and three strangers, two females and a ma
Rise of a Brownie Dragon Queen ch10The Elven King was sat in his council chambers. With him were the most senior his highborn lords and ladies.Rise of a Brownie Dragon Queen ch10 by Celestialhost
At the King's side was Venatriel, his only daughter. Seated next to her was her faithful Brownie bodyguard and companion, Lady Melkanen.
"Our spies report that the child is healthy," said an elf in a grey robe. "They also report that King Heinrich has left his kingdom to visit the Flower Islands. He has been involved in a long-standing dispute with the Kingdom of Nalbia over the Islands' independence.
The birth of a son to King Heinrich and his Brownie queen Trasifen was of concern to the lords of Elvendom. Such a child would be a heir to a kingdom of men as well as an important Brownie principality. The prospect of a united Brownie kingdom was dawning.
"Sire, there is the possibility of preventing the child growing," offered an elf in a black robe.
"You would advise me to end the life of an innocent child, Lord Sorperon?" asked the Elven King.
"Sometimes a king must act in the
Trail of a Ghost 2“Blood?!”Trail of a Ghost 2 by PHarold
Scot turned to observe rust coloured markings fanning out from a central splotch the size of a fist. As he moved backward, he noticed more of the same marks smearing the wall.
“Gods,” Before he could make heads or tails of anything, barking sounded from down the hall.
Hackles up and growling, Benno was at the doorway of a private dining room. As they hurried towards the commotion, Scot sensed Martin's thoughts;a mental effort on his part to calm the sausage shaped dog down.
Kaolin immediately joined them and all three hesitated at the threshold of the room, struck speechless by what lay before them.
After a few seconds, Scot needed to break the silence. “How long have they been here?”
“Three to five years,at least,” Kaolin replied, “by the looks of them.”
Stepping around the corpse strewn in front of the doorway, Scot surveyed the room. Four bodies in all, lying face up or sideways. “Who are they,though?”
The Summoner Art Contest - CLOSED, read update
DON'T WORRY, THIS IS STILL BEING JUDGED.
The past couple weeks have just been hectic due to it being Valentine's and whatnot.
(Not to mention a couple of the people I need to get opinions from haven't been on due to their own reasons.)
Everything is set to be announced by the first week of March at the latest, however.
Thank you for your patience, and I apologise for the wait!
SUBMISSIONS ARE NOW, 100% CLOSED.
No more will be accepted from this point on.
Now comes the toughest part of all... judging. And it's going to be a difficult task indeed.
Unlike last times when I did all solely by myself, this time I will be getting some assistance from people I know who are also familiar with The Summoner, its premise/background and characters.
Final decisions will be mine, however...
I ask for everyone's patience in this, and it might not be until March that I'm able to find the time to finalise everything.
CONTEST: Wraith Human Interaction - CLOSED:iconwraithgrenadeplz:
Group Contest: Wraith and Human Interaction
Any Wraith/s interacting with any human/s, as friends or foes.
Thanks to vala70 for the contest idea and suggestions.
Submission/s must by Wraithy (this means Wraith, Queens, hybrids, retrovirused Wraith, Wraith ships, etc.). Original characters are welcome.
Any medium or multimedia is allowed, including fanfics, photomanips, 3D, cosplay, crafts, etc.
Keep entries respectful to the Wraith.
Submit as many works as you wish. Multiple entries by the same person will be grouped into 1 vote so multiple entries do not split the votes for that artist.
Submissions must be newly done for this contest and fit into the contest theme.
Mature content must be properly flagged in the dA system, but keep in mind the risk votes could be lost due to some p
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