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Gor(Arcadian)
December 22, 2025 at 2:09 PM
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Fangs-
December 15, 2025 at 10:56 AM
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Playing with the idea a lil more-
December 13, 2025 at 11:01 AM
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"Legacy of Tryphaniel"
December 4, 2025 at 3:12 AM
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I don't think I posted this one-
December 2, 2025 at 4:45 PM
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December 2, 2025 at 1:09 PM
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She do be pretty tho,,,
December 1, 2025 at 11:42 AM
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Testing a revision to Adalina's design-
November 30, 2025 at 1:46 AM
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November 28, 2025 at 1:44 AM
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November 27, 2025 at 1:00 AM
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"Dark Knights"
November 26, 2025 at 4:54 AM
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"Tora Dotharl - Aspiring Warrior"
Almost every Dotharl has a story of their past lives of a great warrior of the Steppe. Many struggle with the lineage they are expected to keep up with... Yet some strive on despite whatever may be in their way. Tora is a sandy pale Xaela with large horns that curve in front of her face, the scales of her body covering large patches under her eyes, covering her cheekbones in jet black scales. Her eyes and hair a lavander colour, hair long and vaguely unkempt, attempts to keep it nice and pristine but stress and the life of a trainee warrior scuffing her efforts. She's short, with a petite frame yet a close look may let one see her dense musculature. Dressed in ragged cloth and the distinct blue of the Dotharl tribe, carrying a bastard sword she clutches anxiously. One may be concerned with the tearstains on her face, but be not alarmed! ...Mostly, she isn't crying all the time... Just, sometimes... As so she says. "Every day, every day I'll get better...! Every day I'm a little closer to my name..." She repeats at nauseum The runt, the black sheep of the Dotharl clan. Not an uncommon story of a Dotharl member, each birth is a new notch in that name's lineage. this generations Tora has been a ridicule for being nothing like the legends say, an absurd warrior who would fell a dragon with their bare hands and cleave a mountain with their blade, yet here she is. Snivelling and trembling, threatening to wet herself at the sight of conflict, many of the tribe simply write her off as a failure. And yet... She still tries, she picks up the blade again and again, no matter how many times she's knocked down. She may want to vomit at the sight of a Matanga and she may, but she will still stand in front of it, blade in hand and want to fight. She wants nothing more than to be the warrior of legend... To be adored for her strength. This unyielding stance in the face of every hurdle would catch the eye of a Miqo'te adventurer, one who'd faced every battle with a smile suitable of a hero. Who'd check in regularly and nurture this one Xaela, encouraging her to try her best to reach that goal...
November 27, 2025 at 10:09 PM
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November 24, 2025 at 10:30 AM
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November 23, 2025 at 4:26 AM
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November 23, 2025 at 9:12 AM
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I forgot to post this woops-
November 23, 2025 at 9:13 AM
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Gor(Endwalker)
Gor had always wished to travel the stars, she just hadn't quite expected it to be under these circumstances... The trip to Garlemald, to Elpis, and to the Stars would test her might as a Hero, her limits broken time and time again against the embodiment of the very thing she strives against: Despair. Gor's her best dressed here! Tataru having put together her finest materials to dress the returning Hero of Eorzea and the First to give Gor a finely tuned set of armour. Tight fit, perfectly cut Aether stones strewn into the lining, armour plating for protection and light enough to not hamper weight. It may not be particularly "On the Road" gear Gor is used to, but it's damned near perfect for combat, something expected from the borders of the Empire, to surprisingly, a horror beyond the stars. Initially carrying a nicely forged blade built for Aetherical magiks, eventually the blade would be swapped out for one of near pure Aether, so dense it's a physical object, a blade of pure thoughts built for a Traveler, kindly gifted to her by an Old New Friend... Gor's jovial kind nature is just as present, but a keen eye will see the weight upon their shoulders... This only gets heavier as the truth of what they're really up against rears its horrid plans... Slowly growing more irritable, passionate and wrathful, her smile mixed with a burning rage, knowing that each moment wasted is another death... She would not, will not, falter. She refuses. They will fight and stand no matter what, she sees no other option. Why would there be another one? She belongs right here, in the fight for life itself. For freedom to live.
November 23, 2025 at 8:16 AM
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"Whistler - Displaced Bard, Pirate of the Wings of Liberation"
"Whistler" is his only known name, stated to having abandoned it the moment he knew his home within Western Orthard no longer had a place for him. Wandering through the world as a displaced Bard, he long learned the power music can bring, and grew quite the talent for it. He became proficient not only in performative instruments, he learned how to whistle well enough to bring Bardic magics into use through only his mouth, freeing his hands up for combat. This combined with his quick wit and deadly eyesight, made him a threat on any battlefield. He swore no longer to serve someone who would force him to serve, no constricting forest or tyrannical metal regime would control him no longer. He prizes his loyalty at quite the price, one Mary Reed and Alina Petska would earn. While quiet, he keeps his nigh-unblinking eye focused on the protection of the Wings of Liberation. Behind his cold exterior is a soft man who wishes the world to be free. He is quiet and distant, but know he will never keep you out of his sight, whether he likes you or sees you as a threat. Whistler is a male Rava Viera, with obsidian skin and coal hair, highlighted with a soft strawberry pink. Having lost his right eye the same day he truly lost his home, he now only has one emerald green eye, which lasers onto whatever he sees with an unblinking stare. He often dawns a deep red with touches of rose gold armour, a bold choice for an archer trained in stealth, which boasts his skill, silently taunting his opponents. As many bards and Viera, he chooses the Bow as his weapon of choice, but keeps a sword handy, confident in his close and long range skills, even if he prefers the arrow.
November 21, 2025 at 2:19 PM
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I haven't been able to stop thinking about this anim since moot pointed it out-
November 19, 2025 at 11:55 PM
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"V'runa Keita"
Within the 6th Astral Era, a pirate made a name for themselves amongst Eorzea; V'runa Keita, a Miqo'te of Sun and Moon descent, tearing herself away from the Empire to forge out on her own autonomy. V'runa Keita is an androgynous Miqo'te, orange eyes of a Seeker with the fangs and complexion of a Keeper. Remnants of her past may be implied within her garb, combat boots and practical accessories with metals and minimal magitek. Dressed in a well-worn red and beige coat, fingerless woolen gloves wielding a long blade. Her rough past within the Empire drove her away from any form of firearm, choosing to keep close and personal with a blade, refusing to take another life without forcing herself to take the fullest experience of it, not out of joy but out of a paradoxical respect. "Life is something precious, you do not shy away from what you've done." V is an aloof figure. All stares and grumbles with her, she's a blunt but precise individual in several senses. Despite this they can be kind, specifically towards to downtrodden and weak. Quick to defend the defenseless and violently beat down the oppressive until they can no longer continue to oppress. She seeks no glory or heroism, simply doing what her heart tells her to, no longer she wishes to be told what to do and getting her to do so requires a vast amount of true altruism and appealing to her nature. Behind her rough, steely stare, lies a person held together by stitches, seeking repentance for a lifetime of crimes crammed into such a short life, wanting nothing more than to heal the world in her own way, one day at a time, pushing against whatever may be in her path.
November 17, 2025 at 7:28 AM
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November 14, 2025 at 2:04 PM
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November 14, 2025 at 8:01 AM
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Obligatory Heavensward Era theme
November 14, 2025 at 2:05 PM
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I made another-
November 14, 2025 at 11:38 AM
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Also I did this on a whim cuz this song inspired this pose-
November 14, 2025 at 4:48 AM