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The Cat’s Meow
“Now you will praise me and pet me and you will feel better,” said the irrepressible cat with a purr.
Author: FoxFire
What Darkness Lies
Another long conversation piece, along the lines of The Long Talk and Reunion. (Reunion, being a fanfiction piece and speculation, has no relation to this post. It just represents a different take on Keelath and Mirium coming back together.)
This post was edited in July 2021, after first being created in May 2019.
Author’s Note
When Mirium woke up the next morning, she found herself staring at the ceiling for many long minutes. She was alone, despite the offered companionship of last night. She had turned Keelath away at the door. She couldn’t explain it, but she wasn’t ready yet to accept the death knight back, just like that, as if no years had passed since the day of his death.
Things had been a blur from the previous two days, a certain nightmare turned into an uncertain one. One minute she had lived in fear and starvation inside Ulduar, only to be delivered from the trap her hunters had laid forher by none other than her family. Yet that family was now a twisted mockery of itself, each person tainted or broken, changed from the people she remembered and loved.
Mirium wondered if perhaps Talthan’s research into the Void had done more than drive the two of them apart. Could it break worlds? Twist reality solely by existing? Her life had been turned on its head. Continue reading “What Darkness Lies”
Brothers Apart
This series saw a facelift in January 2022 as part of the Great Revision. Some of the most notable edits include moving some scenes to Deleted Scenes, finishing replacing the Tyrdan character and tag with Tyrric, and adding the Alelsa tag.
Author’s Note
“What are you–are you mad?!”
Tyrric commanded himself not to flinch and, with a kind of gratitude, felt affronted anger replace the weakness in his limbs. “You heard me,” he said coldly.
He schooled himself into a dignified pose and a dignified expression, even as his insides burned hot with rage. How dare his brother question him! Continue reading “Brothers Apart”
Roth Roryn Cliffs
I knew I wanted to try my hand at painting red sandstone cliffs, and looked around the internet for some references. There were a few shots of sandstone cliffs thrown into orange and purple relief due to the photos being taken somewhere around sunset (or perhaps sunrise) that inspired the colors of this image.
In Tamriel Rebuilt, Roth Roryn is a landscape of orange cliffs. It borders the Deshaan Plains to the south, which in Tamriel Rebuilt, are actual plains as the old name dictates instead of marshlands as they are seen in Elder Scrolls Online. The purple, gray, and green coloring of the Deshaan plains also comes from concept art of Tamriel Rebuilt, serving as the main color palette for this zone.
Now Would Be a Good Time for…
This is another almost-verbatim conversation while we were doing the Underrot dungeon during Season Two of Mythic+ in World of Warcraft. Continue reading “Now Would Be a Good Time for…”
Not My Parade
Some identities were changed to protect the guilty. As always, click on the image for a bigger, well, image! Continue reading “Not My Parade”
The Many Faces of Keelath
The Power of Cauldrons
While we were waiting for everyone to prepare for Orgozoa, the fifth boss of the Eternal Palace raid in World of Warcraft, I noticed Remylroux sitting in the flask cauldron. Continue reading “The Power of Cauldrons”
Shale Cliff
The photo underlying this picture was taken somewhere in the Alps of Switzerland. I’m blanking on its name just now, but the cliff overlooked a popular campsite. The cliff was hundreds of feet high and had several waterfalls pouring down it. I’m told the sheer sides were cut by a glacier passing through the valley in ages past.
In Talmenor, this most closely matches what the Gryphon’s Aerie region of Tarith might look like.
Saint Bernard Pass
The photo underlying this painting I took myself while I was traveling through the Alps in Europe. It shows the dam near the top of the Saint Bernard Pass. I edited this slightly to cover up the evidence of modern day: the paved road, a building, and an antenna tower are gone, and the dam now resembles what could be a wall or a bridge, part of one medieval fortress or another.
The color blotches of this picture had a habit of disappearing into each other until I added the sketch lines that picked out the rocks, snow, and ice. The ice is still done pretty lazily, and if I were to paint this again, I would probably outline each sheet instead of scribbling madly over them.