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The Matron Zaraun of Gaundroth blinks her deep ruby eyes slowly from behind dark lashes, her gaze narrowing at the sight of the lit city glowing as it stretches forever in front of her. Lifting her right hand, she rests it lightly on the detailed stone railing of the balcony that she stands out upon. The pair of guards standing at the wide open door shift with some discomfort, clearly not liking to see their matron standing out in such open air.

Her full lips pull back with something of an irritable scowl, though instead of lashing out her left hand lifts, resting over the growing bulge of life that inhabits her ebony stomach. The matron brushes her fingertips over the thin material of her gown skin that drapes elegantly over her dark curves, her gaze blinking slowly at the city with a steady gaze.

Her ruby eyes narrow beneath the simple circlet that rests over her long, flowing waves of snow white, pulling back her right hand from the banister as she turns and passes between the pair of guards and into her main quarters.

The hem of her ruby gown shimmering as it trails behind her like a shadow, the Drowess seeming to waddle with an effortless glide. Her fingertips brush along the thin material at her sides, though her hand cups over the dark pregnant stomach reflexively. Protectively. "Come. I have been cooped up long enough within our walls. Summon two others to follow at a distance and we will make our way to the marketplace."

"Yes, our Matron." The pair of guards answer immediately, though one disappears with the order as the other follows her in silence, only walking in front of her when she comes to her massive double doors of her bedroom.

Pausing in wait, she continues forward wordless, her thoughts preoccupied as she travels through her seemingly endless hallways of her household. Within moments, the second guard reappears behind her soundlessly, following in her wake with the other as they follow her to the main front doors.

As she comes to a slow pause, they pass around her, each reach for a door and pulling it open with a low bow of respect. The corner of her lips tugs, her hand resting on her stomach still as she shifts her weight forward and glides through the high double doors.

The walk to the marketplace is an easy one for most, though Zara took frequent rests, breathing evenly as she blinks her vivid ruby eyes over the downslope over the beginning stalls of the marketplace. The mixed murmurs of the steady crowd easily emanating from it.

With the pair of trusted guards at her sides, she melts into the ebbing crowd soon enough, her ruby gaze drifting over each of the merchants’ stalls, browsing as it were. Every once in a while she glances around at the people nearby, skimming over each of the faces as her gaze narrows slightly.

After a half an hour of this, she releases a slow breath and murmurs, “Inform me if ever you see him within the crowd. Eventually he needs to know of my present state.” Each guard bows his head, answering in return, “Yes, our Matron.” Lifting a hand, her right hand rubs over the bulge of her stomach beneath the gown, her gaze returning back to the merchants as she moves from one stand to the next. “Maybe soon he will return.”

dankie ^^

((to avoid page stretching, i'll link you to the journal entry where i preserved his character profile. Val ))

the following is a fresh little page where i am bringing Valthier back.

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Valthier's blissful oblivion was interupted by a powerfull force. he began to dream. and in his dream his bones and muscles began to rot and melt. his brain softened, his thoughts became fluid and dulled. and then a flash.
he could see an eye, and as he gazed at this eye, looking into it's iris ad pupil he could see the vast infinite of the multiverse. he felt as though he were being sucked through a black hole but without the density. the terrified, tripping elf-vampire flailed helplessly, until he was splayed out stiffly, paralyzed in a void. various slimes coalesced out of the void and became a form with a great eye. a ringing in his ear agonized him, and then a voice whispered in his mind.
"Valthier Edonil'Barra....arrab'linode reihtlav..." the voice intoned in a clear whisper, that was drawn out and seemed to echo faintly. "you're goddess has forsaken you....uoy nekasrof sah sseddog er'uoy..." the whispers seemed to come from new angles every time they spoke. "All you love... evol uoy lla... is gone... enog si... you have given up on vengeance... ecnaegnev no pu nevig evah uoy... only in word... drow ni ylno... you cannot escape the rage... egar eht epacse tonnac uoy... you want to take back what is yours... srouy si tahw kcab ekat ot tnaw uoy... I will give you the power you need... deen uoy rewop eht uoy evig lliw i... if you serve me... em evres uoy fi.. bring all beings to oblivion.... noivilbo ot sgnieb lla gnirb... gather their souls for me.... em rof sluos rieht rehtag.. my servant... tnavres ym...

Valthier awoke with a jolt and a gasp, coughing up a small fountain of blood. he looked around, wild-eyed, as he saw Elkantar holding a blood-stained wooden stake and wearing his usual scowl of irritation. "Elkantar, prepare dinner, i have work to do." was all he said to his butler as he gathered himself up out of his coffin and walked to his wardrobe. he changed into his travel clothes, leather and wool for the most part, with his large brimmed hat with the plume. he chose sensible boots with firm soles, as he intended to go out into the wilderness, where he had not been in decades.

Hours later, in the damp caverns of the Ghast Maze, the loner drow sat and meditated on a mushroom. his hair fwipped about his face as he pictured the image and the voice again. Ghaunadaur had called him, he knew. and he also knew that his intuition was leading him somewhere. but he needed direction. the voice of the Slime Lord arose again in Val's mind. "Revivven d'Venorsh..." it said. Val knew where that was, and set off. He transformed into his beast form and bounded on all fours towards the Swamp.

once there, he saw a rundown brick building, and slowed to a careful, wary stride. he looked around, keeping all his senses alert. the place was a place of worship for Kiaransalee, and the inhabitants were a group of Drow Druids who called themselves Revivven d'Venorsh. as Val walked inside the building, he noticed that it was empty. not a soul to be found. the furs and animal trophies still decorated the places, along with bones and antlers, and the iron and wood furniture was covered in dust and mildew and mold. green and black fabrics adorned walls, and the floor was natural stone with green rugs in some places. Val snorted, his fur bristling.

Emediately, he began his work, using spells to change colours and remodel statues. he destroyed and burned all images of Kiaransalee that were present, and converted the greens to shades of purple, magenta, indigo, and blood red. he erected an altar, complete with sacrifice utensils and containers, and consecrated the whole place with the power of Ghaunadaur. he then placed his hand over a fire in an iron bowl, and began a chant of servitude to the Slime Lord. when he was down, he curled up in the corner and layed down to rest.

this time i won't be taken advantage of... i won't become a pawn... i will seek revenge, and destroy this world... even if it is only one soul at a time.... Val's dreams were filled with nightmares, and they hightened his rage. within an hour he had snapped awake with mighty roars and viscious uncontrolled thrashing, leaving claw marks in the walls, and punching them till they cracked. when he finally settled down, he transformed back into his elven form, and set off back for home. he wanted his dinner, and to get his business in Union back in order. he would not forget his new mission however. a grim and wicked smirk spread across his face as he thought of the damnation he would bring to the world.

wip coloring this riiiight now. For Zara.

Finished Art:







trying to siggysize them. they're a bit stubborn.

Hee hee. He looks like a pimp! So awesome. XD

XD
Its the hat. Definitely the hat. That's great.

That's fantastic. All purple. XD
I'm having problems with tinypic img too.