Whenever someone plays with my hair

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mitha asked: The Dawnmender eyed the Magister long and hard across her desk, fingers drumming lightly over the back of her hands. "You've told me more than once that he doesn't care about me - that he is using me. Even with knowing how I feel about him, you continue to bring it up even though you know it will change nothing. Why?"

"Look." He kept his place on the chaise, raising to place both arms behind his head, palms cupping the back of his head as black strands of hair wove through the digits. His eyes close, taking a deep breath as he searched for the right words to express himself. His emotion was much more controlled rather than the sharp gaze that she had given him. "Perhaps I’m just tired of seeing you put everything out there and be .. treated like that. I remember our conversations."

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aheon asked: "Do you not think you deserve better? Someone that knows that a flower you are to the world, budding every day and with each passing second... and yet I feel like you're wasting your ambitions when it comes to your personal life... Why?"

mitha:

Slowly, the papers that kept the priestess’ features were lowered just enough so that her narrowed eyes could stare daggers at the magister who was currently occupied with lounging on the chaise with all the natural grace of one born to his station. Long moments ticked by with nothing more than the quiet drumming of her slender fingers against the back of the parchments. It was clear she was frowning, even as she hid most of herself away from his eyes.

"Why are you asking me this, Aheon? We are here to work. I still have a million things to prepare before the Academy is ready and these papers barely even scratch the surface of the list."


"Why are you dodging the question?" The magister countered her counter with a question of his own. How she hated him in that moment.

A sigh sounded before the papers were finally discarded along with the hope of getting his input on her work. Of course, the one time she -wants- him to work he’d rather chit chat. Typical. With a flop she fell against against the back of the overly large chair that made her look more like a child in her father’s seat than a full blown headmistress.

"I’m not dodging the question, Aheon. I just… Do you -really- want those answers? Do you honestly want me to tell you the truth?"

Aheon rolled his eyes, waving his arms about dramatically even as she scowled at him across the desk. “I would not have asked if I didn’t, Drissa.”


Chewing at the inside of her jaw, the woman took a moment to size him up. Their last few conversations on this topic had not been forgotten. In fact they often ran through her mind when the doubts began to nag at her. In the end, she gave a small shrug.

"Fine," Drissa said as she folded her hands over her abdomen lightly. "No, I don’t think I deserve better because there’s no one else I want and to me? That’s what I deserve. If I have to wait for him to be ready? I can do that. He’s -worth- that wait. He will always be worth the wait." A pause was taken before something flashed in her eyes and she Drissa forward, hands moving with the motions to fold just so over the parchments. "I am in love with him, Aheon, and believe it or not, love is not about ambition. It’s patience and compassion, forgiveness and kindness. It’s caring more about another than you do yourself. You know I adore you, but if you are going to make the mistake of calling him or my affections for him a waste then you know damn well where the door is."

Drissa stared the surprised Magister down, stunned that he didn’t rise to leave after her outburst.

"Now, I’ve answered -that-, so I think you owe me one as well…."

aheon

You really write my own character well, god damn.

ahzek:

charlesdrawsthings:

crimewave420:

I’d quit playing if this happened to me tbh

wreckage

ban smash bros

that was so filthy live omg

  

I gotta sing and I dance
When I glance in my pants
And the feelings like a sunshiny day

this god damn song 

ArtistDa Vinci's Notebook
TitleEnormous Penis

rennali:

I want to say that I am all for Rennali getting Sin’dorei hate mail. I expect it. However, I just had to delete a lot if pretty fucked up anon messages. The hate should be justified, but I would appreciate it that all anon hate toward her not include things that are reprehensible. Thank you.

Damn people yeah seriously. The thing we did was all IC. Anon hate is pussy shit, man up or go home.

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aheon asked: "What if you weren't a filthy Quel'dorei? You might be useful. Beautiful, cunning, witful, resourceful. All things I could admit to you. Due to the fact, unfortunately, that you choose to side with backstabbers, you're not able to be seen as that. What if you could give up and just accept your heritage and renounce all the other alliances?"

rennali:

aheon:

rennali:

aheon:

rennali:

"What if you could learn to accept people as they are? After all, did you all not recognize the folly in Kael’thas’ plans. Were you not made known that it was possible to restore the Sunwell? Is it not possible that those who ran simply could not swallow torturing their bodies to unnatural magic that has proven historically to ruin nations? Do not pretend for a moment you know me and that I would run cowardly from a fight. I spared my people and I built them a home. I feed them. I clothe them. I have taken beatings from humans and from elves equally for them. I would die for them. What have you ever sacrificed for in your life that could compare to what I have done? When you have, we will have something to talk about."

"Self righteous one, aren’t you? We will never be able to see eye to eye on personal beliefs. Congratulations, you’ve proven you have will. How much easier would it all be if you just relinquished your lands to the sovereign land of Quel’thalas? Your people would be able to receive all those things. You remain the lap dogs of the Alliance, and you will be nothing more than their men to oogle over you. We are strong, we have survived even with what we have been thrown into. You took the easy way out, despite what you speak of beatings and strife. We have -just- the same all made sacrifices, and who are you to say that it is ‘more’ than any of us."

"You speak of we, but the only one speaking is you. I speak for my people, but you speak only for you. Yet, when asked to supply a response I what you have done and sacrificed, you lean on ‘we’ as if the valor of others might absolve you from whatever nothing you have done. Self-righteous I may be, but my lands harbor more than Quel’dorei and if It is true that my people- all if them- might be given a good life, why has it not been brought to me by anyone other than you and now? Let us not pretend for the sake of fallacy that anything you said bears even a medium of truth to it. You assume they will be treated equally despite the inequality I have been continually met with. You dismiss what I have endured because it means you would have to bear the weight of truth that it will not happen now and if you had your way, it would not happen ever."

"When I speak, woman, it is the voice of not one but a nation. You are stubborn as with the rest of your people, and those that take pity on your ‘hardships’ are weak. Those that form strong alliances with traitors should be hung. The choice that you let non elven blood run in your land is not a concern of her fair city. The choice would be simple if you just accepted your heritage and came back to those that you have connections to. Eye color is not a matter of question. It is your loyalities and how disgusting they are. "

"When you are Regent Lord, and your words carry weight, I will speak to you of dismantling my kingdom. Who are you again?"

"Someone that is tired of seeing the arrogant believe they are above the rest of the world."

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aheon asked: "What if you weren't a filthy Quel'dorei? You might be useful. Beautiful, cunning, witful, resourceful. All things I could admit to you. Due to the fact, unfortunately, that you choose to side with backstabbers, you're not able to be seen as that. What if you could give up and just accept your heritage and renounce all the other alliances?"

rennali:

aheon:

rennali:

"What if you could learn to accept people as they are? After all, did you all not recognize the folly in Kael’thas’ plans. Were you not made known that it was possible to restore the Sunwell? Is it not possible that those who ran simply could not swallow torturing their bodies to unnatural magic that has proven historically to ruin nations? Do not pretend for a moment you know me and that I would run cowardly from a fight. I spared my people and I built them a home. I feed them. I clothe them. I have taken beatings from humans and from elves equally for them. I would die for them. What have you ever sacrificed for in your life that could compare to what I have done? When you have, we will have something to talk about."

"Self righteous one, aren’t you? We will never be able to see eye to eye on personal beliefs. Congratulations, you’ve proven you have will. How much easier would it all be if you just relinquished your lands to the sovereign land of Quel’thalas? Your people would be able to receive all those things. You remain the lap dogs of the Alliance, and you will be nothing more than their men to oogle over you. We are strong, we have survived even with what we have been thrown into. You took the easy way out, despite what you speak of beatings and strife. We have -just- the same all made sacrifices, and who are you to say that it is ‘more’ than any of us."

"You speak of we, but the only one speaking is you. I speak for my people, but you speak only for you. Yet, when asked to supply a response I what you have done and sacrificed, you lean on ‘we’ as if the valor of others might absolve you from whatever nothing you have done. Self-righteous I may be, but my lands harbor more than Quel’dorei and if It is true that my people- all if them- might be given a good life, why has it not been brought to me by anyone other than you and now? Let us not pretend for the sake of fallacy that anything you said bears even a medium of truth to it. You assume they will be treated equally despite the inequality I have been continually met with. You dismiss what I have endured because it means you would have to bear the weight of truth that it will not happen now and if you had your way, it would not happen ever."

"When I speak, woman, it is the voice of not one but a nation. You are stubborn as with the rest of your people, and those that take pity on your ‘hardships’ are weak. Those that form strong alliances with traitors should be hung. The choice that you let non elven blood run in your land is not a concern of her fair city. The choice would be simple if you just accepted your heritage and came back to those that you have connections to. Eye color is not a matter of question. It is your loyalities and how disgusting they are. "

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aheon asked: "What if you weren't a filthy Quel'dorei? You might be useful. Beautiful, cunning, witful, resourceful. All things I could admit to you. Due to the fact, unfortunately, that you choose to side with backstabbers, you're not able to be seen as that. What if you could give up and just accept your heritage and renounce all the other alliances?"

rennali:

"What if you could learn to accept people as they are? After all, did you all not recognize the folly in Kael’thas’ plans. Were you not made known that it was possible to restore the Sunwell? Is it not possible that those who ran simply could not swallow torturing their bodies to unnatural magic that has proven historically to ruin nations? Do not pretend for a moment you know me and that I would run cowardly from a fight. I spared my people and I built them a home. I feed them. I clothe them. I have taken beatings from humans and from elves equally for them. I would die for them. What have you ever sacrificed for in your life that could compare to what I have done? When you have, we will have something to talk about."

"Self righteous one, aren’t you? We will never be able to see eye to eye on personal beliefs. Congratulations, you’ve proven you have will. How much easier would it all be if you just relinquished your lands to the sovereign land of Quel’thalas? Your people would be able to receive all those things. You remain the lap dogs of the Alliance, and you will be nothing more than their men to oogle over you. We are strong, we have survived even with what we have been thrown into. You took the easy way out, despite what you speak of beatings and strife. We have -just- the same all made sacrifices, and who are you to say that it is ‘more’ than any of us."

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regalswag asked: "You are almost universally seen as a lecherous soul that wants for the ability to control his emotions. Why do you not take yourself more seriously so that others might?" Llyth to Aheon.

The words were uttered, in return, the woman gained a stare that most men and women had rarely seen. The acceptance of knowing what the truth was as she spoke it, fair and plain as day, without the sugar coat that many had asked to this very same beat.

"You’re right." It was a step to already accept that there was an opinion that was not his own which could be correct. "I have been a joke, so to speak. My tales of women are vast, my conquers with jealousy, riches and land titles have gone to my head. I’ve had most things in life handed to me, and as a result I take them for granted."

He pours the woman a drink, as his eyes went to meet with her own jade glow. His own glass was refilled shortly after with the bottle of rum that sat near the corner of his desk, taking a sip before speaking. “I’ve realized that the goals I want to meet, the ambitions and pure drive I have can’t be completed just by going through life on a cruise controlled path. If our people are to be as great as they once were…”

A pause, whether for dramatic effect or to just take another sip of the sour tasting rum, as the man gave Llyth a smile. “You’ve had ambitions your whole life, and I could learn things from people like yourself. I’ve been surrounded by the mediocre for far too long.”

"I’ll train them,  guide them and in the end they still fail me. It sort of killed my hope that if I was not able to give them the right direction - and even with it they would still be unable to aspire - what purpose is there to my life?"

Clearing his throat, the man gave a tip of his head towards the magistrix. “You’re right though. I’ve already begun taking myself to that drive I used to have. Ignite the powerful flame that once was in my heart. I’m not going to change who I am a great deal, but I am not going to be anyone’s fool, not any more.” 

talesofdawnweaver:

 

Story of Aheon’s life for the past 3 years. Not so much now.

talesofdawnweaver:

 

Story of Aheon’s life for the past 3 years. Not so much now.

Why? Wednesday.

regalswag:

Ask me why something is the way it is IC and I’ll try my best to answer it. You can have a character ask it as well and I’ll have the corresponding character reply.

Additionally, I’ll try to ask you a question of equal value.

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felwitch asked: Violet, from Eyllis to Valk.

Taking the violet flower from Eyllis, the man gave her a charming smirk. “Already giving me your sign of gratitude and appreciation this early? I won’t lie.. I’m flattered, Lady Sunwing. It has been an interesting experience knowing you so far, and my hope.” He leans in to press a little friendly peck to her forehead. “Is it will continue.”