Animal Crossing Villager Personification Collection - 3: GENJI VEST
I’m sure there’s a huge chance, that I’ll be wearing this clothes once the cherry blossoms bloom in my town!
The Snake ninja top with zipper vest is done in a similar manner. Both Genji and Snake could look like some cartoon/anime character or a mascot, so there, the clothes inspired by them are vests with their faces printed on them. Under the open vest is a kimono-inspired shirt.
I’m currently working on a Skye Dress being requested! I’ve done my first version of it, but I’m not very satisfied and I should work on it again once my headache lifts off.
Apologies if I can’t really type or express myself properly today. Y’know, headache! I just slipped this post in my blog today because I’m at my computer, trying to review something too.
Bearwas blostmum nimað, byrig fægriað,
wongas wlitigað, woruld onetteð;
ealle þa gemoniað modes fusne
sefan to siþe, þam þe swa þenceð
on flodwegas feor gewitan.
Groves come into bloom, the town grows fair,
fields brighten, the world quickens;
everything urges the eager of mind,
the spirit to the journey, for one who so thinks
to travel far on the flood-ways.
Darrow had awoken to a commotion outside. He swore to the
gods he would exile the spoil brat if he had too, she was not the symbol
Terrasen needed. He dressed and met Ren, Murtaugh and the young girl for
He sat down opposite of Murtaugh, “what is the commotion?”
Murtaugh smiled at him, not the forced smile he had become
accustom to over the last decade. No this was a smile of hope, of triumph, “it
seems that kingsflame bloomed last night in the same place our princess swore her blood oaths to us.”
He could feel the blood draining from his face as he
Murtaugh looked at him, “the locals are also whispering of a
white stag being seen in the woods last night, a stag with an immortal glow. It
seems, Weylan that you have turned away from our traditions, from the magic
that fuels our sacred symbols. It seems that the Lord of the North is sending
us a message that the Heir of Brannon has returned, regardless if we formally claim
her has our Queen.”
Before he could respond, his messenger appeared before them
breathless. They stared at him while he caught his breath, waiting to hear the
“They took the temple, they took the Temple of the Stone in less
than twenty minutes.”
He needed to know, “Who?”
The messenger took another deep breath, “Aelin, Aedion and
the girl from yesterday.”
It was his turn to take a deep breath, it has been a message
to him and to Adarlan, the Queen of Terrasen has returned.
The boy continued, “She cleansed the temple with blue flame
and there are reports that kingsflame bloomed near the sacred rock.”
He nodded at the boy, a clear dismissal, before he turned to
Murtaugh and Ren. “I’m riding for Ilium, they cleansed it, and the least we can
do is hold it from Adarlanian trash from reoccupying it. You are welcome to
Murtaugh was silent for a moment, “Take Ren, I will head to
Orynth and begin calling for aid.”
- - - - - - -
It had been a week since the kingsflame bloomed in that
crossroads town and a week since she had cleared Ilium of the Adarlanian trash
that used their sacred temple as their barracks.
He stared at the Orlon’s kingsflame, since that fateful night,
he had always carried it with him. It had bloomed for his King, his love.
Everything he has done has been for him. He had kept as much of Terrasen in as
much peace as he could for the last ten years. What would his king think of him
He sat on the sacred rock, at first it unnerved him, but
less than sitting on the kingsflame that seemed to have bloomed everywhere. The
Lord of the North was giving his kingdom a very clear message. If only, if only
he had given the message before he had turned her away, calling her a spoiled
With shame in his heart he returned to the temple’s
archives, seeing if he could find anything to help them win this war against
the darkness of Morath.
“Lord Darrow.” He looked up from the bloom that Orlon had
pressed in glass to stare at Ren, the boy’s scars were horrible, the boy would
have been very handsome if not for the scars. It was his voice that shook him,
something was different, and the tone put him on edge.
With an annoyance in his tone, he barked, “what?”
As if in shock the boy breathed, “an armada comes our way.”
They could fight foot soldiers, but an armada, they had not
a chance to stand against an armada, “how large?”
“The biggest I have ever seen.”
Shit. Ren had seen the majority of Adarlan’s armada and this
was larger. Darrow looked at Ren. He had sent their best hope of surviving an
armada away. Instead of welcoming her with open arms, all of them except
Murtaugh had turned their backs on her. He had insulted her. He had insulted
her court. He had called her bloodsworn a traitor. He had implied that Aedion was
a coward. Called the Lady a whore. They deserved their fate. He deserved this
He took a deep breath, “evacuate the city.”
Ren looked at him confused, “no, you do not understand, the
ships flags are from … Braircliff, The Silent Assassins, Skull’s Bay, The House
of Whitethorn and – “
As if the boy himself could not believe it, a breath above a
whisper, “and, Wendyln.”
He ran to the shore. He sucked in a breath and fell to his
knees at the sight of the armada. Her promise echoed through his mind.
To call in old debts
and promises. To raise an army of assassins and thieves and exiles and
commoners. To finish what was started long, long ago.
She had planned this, she had planned for aid, while he was planning
with the other Lords of Terrasen to refuse her claim as queen, she planned to
protect Terrasen. An armada from The Western Wastes would have taken months,
not a week to appear. Wendlyn was a two week journey in fair waters, she would
have had to call for their aid at least a month prior. The Silent Assassins
would have taken months to call.
Ren cleared his throat, “The last time I spoke to her, I
scorned her from walking away. It appears we were both mistaken. She has spent
the last ten years fighting for her kingdom under the mask of Adarlan’s
Assassin. She had fought for us the only way she could.”
He swallowed, “I called her a spoiled brat and implied she
was a whore. I implied that the only way she could help us was through marriage
or her assassin’s skills.”
He took a breath, “We will fight, we will fight for our
Queen, we will fight for Terrasan.”