i dont look good yet

sorry i haven’t been drawing as much, its probably because i foolishly bought another copy of animal crossing to make a faerie-themed town

@dalish-black-sheep

Shiro had chosen the house earlier in the day, deciding it would be his first stop for his little job. Bedlams were probably his favourites to receive, because it left him with freedom of targets. Of course, the blond knew to watch out for the marks that warned him off, but that never stopped him from finding the people and places to steal from.

He would do any jobs given, because the guild had offered him a safe place even if they didn’t know. But he would feel a little happy when he could rob the high class citizens that made him want to raise a storm.

The young Breton, or so he appeared, peered down from the roof, little smirk on his face as he blended with the shadows, unseen. Few would think of looking up, and Shiro had long trained in the art of being out of sight, of making almost to no sounds. It wasn’t just becoming a thief, as the very reason Brynjolf had noticed him was how Shiro had easily blended in the crowd.

It had been vital for Shiro, after all.

Once satisfied with the quiet street below, the guards far enough, Shiro scaled down the wall. He dropped silently on his target ledge, and worked on picking open the window. It wasn’t too hard and soon the male slipped inside.

Heterochromatic eyes swept around the room, and he froze. There was someone here. It wasn’t the noble, and he had not expected someone else. His cloak his feature well, without forgetting that he stood in shadows; but the fact remained that he had been seen.

Because Shiro could tell the person’s eyes were open when they met with his own blue and green.

It took Shiro a few seconds before he also noticed the pointed ears, head tilting to the side. He couldn’t quite guess which kind of Mer they were, but it felt strange to see them in this house. Then it occured to him that, in his crouch, his twin daggers were visible.

Shiro lifted a single hand, open and palm toward the Mer in a gesture almost meant to soothe. Part of Shiro didn’t want to scare them, he was a thief, and he was here for good, not for people. And part of Shiro hoped they weren’t about to scream, or attack.

Mercer wouldn’t be too happy if he got caught, though he had not intent to be. Just like he had no intent to fight.

  • Kilala: when I was smol, I bathed with Silas for some reason. I dunno why that was acceptable for a noble boy to bathe with a princess but that happened
  • Lunesol: You slut
  • Lunesol: Giving it up at such a young age
  • Kilala: THERE WAS NO SUCH THING GOING ON
  • Kilala: WE WERE JUST SPLISH SPLASH
  • Kilala: PLAYING WITH TOY BOATS AND RUBBER DUCKS.
  • Lunesol: IF THE FIRST THING A DUDE SAYS TO YOU WHEN HE SEES YOU AFTER MULTIPLE YEARS IS "DAMN YOUR TITS GREW IN NICELY" THEN YOU GAVE IT UP AT TOO YOUNG OF AN AGE
  • Kilala: .............................*sweats*
  • Lunesol: KI....
  • Kilala: *sweats hard*
  • Lunesol: THIS IS TOO MUCH...
  • Kilala: HE JUST SAYS "YOU LOOK PRETTIER." AND "YOU GREW TO BE QUITE THE LADY."
  • THATS ALL.
  • Lunesol: HE WAS REFERRING TO YOUR CHEST
  • Kilala: MY CHEST IS BEHIND AN ARMOR THATS IMPOSSIBLE.