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EL: Secret Santa (year 2) by Revolution24
EL: Secret Santa (year 2)
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So, since Delano said just to get anything and as far as Ios knows he hasn't seen much of Tyntyu, Ios decided to do the sensible thing and kidnap Tyntyu (even though he is now the leader of the Yurtganens and a general kidnapping him would be a bit of a diplomatic catastrophe), wrap him up and give him to Delano!

(I'll put up an evaluation later!) 

Ownership stuff: 

:iconelvenlegends: and Tyntyu belong to :iconsillywritings: 

Delano belongs to :iconajtheassasian: 
EL: ART TRADE: Eamin by Revolution24
For :iconsillywritings: and :iconelvenlegends: 


I'll flesh the review out later: 

This time, I had the chance to experiment with photoshop more, so I will have to look at effects tutorials for lightning, fire etc to try and improve this. Improving my digital work is something I'd really like to do. Also, I found pressure on tablet works with photoshop to give more varied line thickness although I didn't think it worked with photoshop before as my tablet uses a strange format for the data for pressure and apparently most applications aren't compatible with it. Apparently photoshop is. So all is gooooood. I've been playing it safe with posing but edging more towards dynamic and believable poses. For once, the hands and feet didn't give me grief, which is a major relief, normally I have to give each hand and foot several shots to get it right.

THE HAIR, OH GODS THE HAIR, the tips of the hair are pretty horrible, just look for yourself. I need to go and practice long hair more and look up a few tutorials. The shoulders were made too wide, giving the illusion he has a small head, even though it is correct proportion-wise going by height. This isn't so much of a con but I wasn't too sure on his eye colour. I think red was right, but maybe it was red-brown. Also, I didn't really shade much this time around. Actually, I didn't shade at all. I wasn't too certain with the lighting and light-sources for this one, given that there would be a source from each hand and from the ground, so I stayed away from it this time, a bit above my level methinks. Lastly, the colouring of the clothes was pretty difficult for me, given that there was a lot of grey and black so I had to make up the colours multiple times as I kept running out and keep everything a different shade so that it didn't  all just meld together. It got messy, needless to say.

Overall: Regardless of my gripes, but I enjoyed doing this a lot! It could be better, but I enjoyed doing it. Given that this is a hobby, that's what matters!

Ownership stuff:

Eamin and :iconelvenlegends: belong to :iconsillywritings: 
EL: Ios New Design by Revolution24
EL: Ios New Design
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 Right, between designing Ios' armour and sword, drawing the final lines, water-colouring said final lines before FINALLY sharpening and editing the painting in photoshop and giving it a simple background this took AGGGGGEEESS. I was considered a year younger when I started work on this project as compared to when I finished. 

 So, in terms of design, I took a lot more time to consider it. Ios' colours are muted so as not to stand out too much and camoflage a bit better and he now wears leather and cloth as opposed to some steel in order to reduce his weight and make himself more mobile. The spikes on his shoulder and elbows along with the plating on his knees are made of dragon bone (taken from Viraku'un) and his knife and the pommel of his sword are made of two of Viraku'un's teeth. The sword went through several incarnations before I was happy with it. Originally the cross-guard was supposed to be shaped like a wing but after looking for more inspiration I decided to go for green flames winding around the handle and blade and a single scale from Iilah. His hair has grown long (after a suggestion from Archer). 

 As for the drawing itself I'm pretty damn happy. I tried for a few poses, some static, others dynamic. I decided to go with a simple but more 'powerful' looking pose. With regards to the lines, I'm very happy with the body and hair, it's simple but works. As for the face, it's not my best work, a lot of my previous attempts looked much better however it may just be the inking messed it up a bit. The skin tone had me worried as there was a lot of yellow in it when I was first painting this and it was maybe a bit too watery as it spread out of the lines but it's worked out alright, not amazing, but alright. 

 Overall, as usual, I'm pleased with it. The time it took was maybe on the long side but there were a lot of steps to this as I wanted to design him properly, which I feel I have. He looks much more like the character I want him to be. 

 Ownership stuff: 

Ios and his design belong to me

:iconelvenlegends: belongs to :iconsillywritings: 
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Viraku'un stepped into a large clearing, big enough for him to move around properly in. Now he sent Hass another thought. A sound this time. Running footsteps. Leaves rustling. Twigs snapping underfoot. He was coming. Fast. But alone. Where was the dragon? Surely it still lived. Surely it hadn't left him to fight alone, even if it had injuries of its own? They faced the way from which they had come, ready.

Ios slowed a little, seeing the opening to a clearing ahead. As well as his target. He slipped among the trees and watched. The dragon awaited him, he had been too loud! If he had just taken his time... Nonetheless, he pulled on the bowstring and aimed...

They watched and waited. They couldn't see anything. The running had stopped. He couldn't have lost them, so where was he? Viraku'un growled. He wanted this over and done with, the uncertainty was getting to him. Hass understood, it was strange being the prey. There. The light rustle of leaves, almost silent, even to the great dragon. He turned his head slightly to the left, looking... nothing. They would have burned the area just to be sure if they didn't want even more attention drawn to them.

Then there was a blinding pain and Viraku'un was shrieking and flailing his head, roaring as red blossoms sprouted from his left eye.

"WHERE ARE YOU!? COME AND FACE ME, COWARD! SEE HOW WELL YOUR ARROWS STAND AGAINST MY FIRE!" More thrashing and Hass was thrown from his back. He landed on the ground with a thud. His sword and spear thankfully landed a few feet away as opposed to on him. Or through him.

Lifting his head groggily, his vision blurry, he could see Viraku'un breathing fire in a long line after their assailant, who was running quickly, firing arrows into his softer underbelly and neck. Viraku'un lost his patience with the fire and soon swung a massive, clawed front foot at the man, who nimbly dive rolled out of the way before continuing his barrage of arrows. This time the dragon
reared up, taking a few more arrows in the belly as he did so, and slammed his whole body down.

Shockwaves ripped up dirt and mud and threw the assassin meters away against a tree, stunning him. Hass himself was slid along the ground to the treeline. His vision still blurred, he took a few moments to recover. Opening his eyes again, he saw Viraku'un walk forward to finish the assailant off. His reared back, preparing to lunge forward and bite him...

Ios looked up, dazed. He saw the massive black dragon in front of him. Then there was some green. Then green and black swirls on the ground in front of him. Blinking heavily, he cleared his vision to see Iilah and the large dragon disappear into the treeline, tearing and shrieking at each other.

The next thing Ios noticed was Gwerder coming for him, the large man was already striding with all of his weaponry, looking determined to finish him. Ios staggered to his feet and collected his own equipment. Aiming for Gwerder's head, he knocked an arrow onto the bowstring straight away and fired. The bigger man simply lifted his shield and caught the arrow. Ios moved around him, firing more arrows and looking for an opening, but he blocked each and every one of them, giving Ios no opportunities of hitting him at all. Reaching back for another arrow, he found that only one remained; the one he made with Archer.

"Shit..." He looked at Gwerder and sighed. This was going to be risky and difficult...

He ran straight at Gwerder. Just before he got in reach of his spear, he darted to the right, knocking the arrow onto the bowstring. As Gwerder turned to face him, he ran at him again, jumping up. Gwerder angled his shield, probably positioning it to better take the shock of Ios hitting into it. Instead of slamming into him, Ios used the shield as a launch pad, vaulting several feet above him. In the space of a second in the air, Ios twisted to face downwards, aimed at Gwerder and fired the stone arrow. Twisting again he landed behind him, rolling to absorb to shock.

Turning, he saw the arrow jutting out of a gap between his shoulder pad and torso. Gwerder slowly turned his head to look at the arrow. He threw down the spear and shield before pulling the arrow out and throwing it down. He turned to face Ios with his sword.

"Well, assassin, consider me impressed. Now enough flowery displays, let's finish this." Gwerder intoned. Ios stood, drawing his own sword. Both of them adopted their fighting stances. They both moved forward and clashed. Swinging wildly at eachother, the two generals sent sparks flying, screaming and cursing at eachother. Gwerder raised his blade and Ios jumped back to dodge. Nonetheless, the blow caught his right gauntlet and split it straight down the middle, barely avoiding the flesh. Ios jumped back forward and swung for Gwerder again, only for the blow to be met by his falchion.

They sparred back and forth, with Ios darting in and out, his few slashes that got past Gwerder's guard merely scratching his thick armour. Gwerder, on the other hand, cut and nicked Ios at every opportunity. They both paused, panting.

"You're really dragging this out assassin, nobody has lasted this long, bleeding as you are." Gwerder said, laughing between breaths.

"I'd hate to dissappoint. Afterall, this is your last fight, I might as well make it interesting for you." Ios chuckled back. A glimmer in Gwerder's eyes hinted at a grin beneath his helmet.

"Assassin, you have stood against both me and Viraku'un. It takes guts to stand up to someone bigger than you. And even more so to face off with a dragon... Tell me, what is your name?"

"Ios Vindril. Now you tell me, Gwerder... why have you turned your back on your own people? Why have you betrayed us?"

"A new age is within our grasp, Vindril. The time of the four races is nearly over. We can form one, stronger, smarter, better race of elves. We needn't be divided anymore. Our enemies can be overcome if we leave behind our old, foolish ways. The Nameless have shown us this. They have no dragons or griffins. Only their own power. Yet they pose a threat to all of the races and even the  minotaurs follow their every command! They are our future! Can you not see it!?" Gwerder raved. Ios shook his head.

"The Nameless have simply burst into the scene and killed innocent people. They haven't even attempted to win anyone over with words. They view themselves as a master race, whose right it is to rule. They are wrong. Maybe some of them have been wronged, but none of them hold the right to rule because they have the blood of more than one race!" Now it was Gwerder's turn to shake his head.

"Foolish, blind assassin. Do you not see that this system is failing? Nobody is truly allies! We are all scatter- AGHHHH!" The bigger man fell to his knees, shrieking.

"Gwerder?" Ios frowned, not sure if he was trying to trick him. "What are you doing?" A roar erupted through the forest and part of the forest behind them lit up.

"AHHHHHHHHHH! V-V-V.... VIRAKU'UN!" The man leapt up and ran straight for Ios, swinging his sword in a wide arc. Ios dived out the way, barely avoiding the blade. So that was how some people reacted when their bonded died, Ios wondered. He dodged in and out, letting Gwerder chase him. Once more they both paused, only this time Ios wasn't out of breath.

"SHE KILLED HIM! SHE TORE OUT HIS THROAT!" Gwerder wailed, sobbing. Ios actually felt sorry for him. This was probably how he would cope... or rather, not cope, if the same happened to him. At that moment, Iilah re-emerged from the forest. She turned to Ios, and breathed a lick of fire over him.

"Deliver his punishment." She said flatly as the flames clung to Ios and his sword. He turned back to Gwerder, who now looked terrified as well as devastated.

"W-WHAT... W-WHAT IS THIS!?" He screamed.

"This is what follows when you betray Iukan. This is the end." Ios growled, feeling up for a dramatic statement. He strode forward to Gwerder who swung his falchion weakly at him. Ios parried the attack with next to no effort and stabbed at him. His sword came into contact with Gwerder's chestplate and melted through it. The flames dispersed and Gwerder's helmet fell off as he slumped forward. Ios layed him down gently as the metal began to cool already, his sword fixed into Gwerder's armour.

"V-vira.... vi..." He quivered.

"Be silent. Your fight has finished, Hass." Ios told him, his voice shaking. He still couldn't get over killing another elf... it seemed so... cruel. Killing minotaurs was one thing but Elves were another. He had been quick to do it before but... could he actually go through with it again if the time came? Hass' breath became ragged, blood trickling from his mouth.

"H-how did I lose? To... some kid who... barely..? Is it... too late? A-are we... lost?" He said, voice trembling. Ios frowned.

"What do you mean? Kid who barely what? How are we lost?" He asked, the child still in him scared of what he could mean. "What are you talking about?" The older man coughed, blood spattering onto his chin. His breathing slowed, becoming deep as his eyes drooped shut. With a last shuddering breath he went, leaving Ios to gape at the body.

"Bloody hell! Tell me what you meant!" He shouted, voice breaking. Iilah's light tread thumped behind him as she approached.

"Don't dwell on a fool's last words, Ios. We have won." She said, gently nudging him with her nose. Ios nodded and pulled the stone arrow out of Hass' shoulder. Standing, he looked at his sword and sighed before kicking the flat of the blade, snapping it. He picked up the handle.

"Don't wanna leave this here, it could get recognised. Ugh, I'm going to need a replacement..."

"Perhaps you could scavenge a few claws and scales from the battlefield. Viraku'un and I didn't let up on one-another." Ios nodded and set about picking up any arrows or scales he could find.

"There's going to need to be a lot of fixing to cover this up..." He sighed.
EL: Ios' Secret Mission Part 5
For :iconelvenlegends: 


So, I've finally got this all done, it's taken me much longer than I initially thought but I've definitely enjoyed it. This is the first time I've successfully completed a series of literature deviations at all. I do really enjoy writing (always have done) and it's something I'd like to keep doing every now and then. Whether or not I go back and resurrect a book I once tried to write or stick to writing pieces about Ios and the other elves' misadventures I really don't know. 

 By the end of all this, I really didn't want to have to kill of Hass and Viraku'un, but they have both served their purpose now. 

 This last part seems much more balanced to me in that while there is action, Ios does get the chance to question Hass, who does stand his ground and states his argument, as wrong (or right) as he may be. Once more, I am proud of this chapter/segment as there has been some continuous development to Ios as a character, Hass' last words will always stay with him and he will now doubt his own role and standing in the conflict with the nameless (no thanks to Mino, who is now beginning to poke at Ios' conscience) along with his actions (it's more Archer who gives him a row than anyone else xD ). 

 And the last of the rambling goes to how Ios and Iilah finished Hass off. The way in which Iilah sets Ios alight and he survives is kinda a manifestation of their bond thing I was thinking of and talked to :iconrobotswithcookies: about. Hopefully it's a bit more clear by what I meant when I first told you about is but I can rewrite the ending if you want it changed. 

Anyway, ownership stuff now as usual: 

:iconelvenlegends: belongs to :iconrobotswithcookies: / :iconsillywritings:

Ios, Iilah, Hass Gwerder and Viraku'un belong to me
Five days later, Ios was still tracking Gwerder in the woods. How did he manage to lose sight of a dragon that large so fast? Especially when it was injured and staggering! He would catch up to them and show them what he was really made of. He knew he would.

"They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, Ios. Put an arrow in one... and even a dragon would fall. You might just be able to buy some time in the fight if you place just one arrow sensibly." Iilah's voice echoed in his head, still slightly strained, but he could feel the strength returning to her.

"I hear you. But what about Gwerder? That armour is going to be a problem..."

"There are gaps in the plate at his joints, child. Remember, every chain has its chink. That mail can be punched through it you strike hard enough. Take out an elbow, a shoulder and he cannot strike back. Maybe he won't be able to lift his shield. A knee..." He could hear her laugh bitterly in his head. "He won't be able to stand. You might be smaller and less armoured, Ios, but you are faster, more agile. Use that to your advantage."

"Understood." He stalked further through the undergrowth, crushed under the weight of giant feet.


Hass lay slumped on Viraku'un's back, exhausted and terrified. He didn't know who had attacked them and forced them to land. He didn't know how to find his allies anymore. He didn't even know if they wanted him with them now, since he had screwed up this escape so badly. The spy farmer and his footmen were most likely dead now, killed by the cloaked assailant who had chased them from the city. Shit. Another general as well. It was too late for him to turn back now. His dissent would know no forgiveness. He was to be killed if he returned.

He remembered how his parents had been killed in a raid on his village in his childhood. How he had been taken in by the soldiers. Raised by them. The only reason he would turn his back on the Iukan army, his family, was because of the leaders. And the false stigma surrounding mixed race elves. His father was a pure Iukan, his mother was only half-blood though. She used to make small lights with nothing but her hands, just to entertain him. She would play the flute to help him sleep and show him how to live off the forest. He missed them both so much.

He never missed the funny looks people gave her though, or the jibes from other children. It had disappeared when he was with the soldiers, however. When he had a sword or dagger on his belt, or a spear in his hands. Strength and power had influence over all of them. The soldiers never knew of his lineage, would they have cared? Maybe, once the Nameless appeared. Either way, he had only left to correct things. To end the persecution. Simple kindness and tolerance did not exist for people like him, you had to have more power than everyone else to be accepted. Joining The Nameless was simply going to be a stage for him to remove the leaders. Once they were gone, better people would fill in the empty spaces and change the elves for the better. One race. One people, together. Surely that would be best?

"Stop thinking about it so much, Hass. Just rest. They could be back any minute. If you worry about things you may be too strung-out to fight." Viraku'un boomed in his head. He grinned. His dragon would do anything for him. People always judged him too, they thought he would be a brute since he was so large, but really, he only wanted to protect Hass. They meant the world to each other. They never argued, never disagreed. Their thoughts were almost as one, nothing was hidden. Hass closed his eyes.

"Your injuries are still far from good" He said, knowing, feeling, that he was still to recover. There was a big rip in the membrane of his right wing, the only reason the hadn't flown away. The green dragon and her rider were lucky they had decided to not finish them off after that. An ending like that would have been pretty embarrassing.

"Correct. I lost a fair bit of blood. But I'll last yet. You are certain you are uninjured." Again, a statement, not a question.

"Also correct, friend. If you need to stop, please, do. I'll sleep for now. Wake me if we reach our new allies."

"Good. And don't fret about me, you know I will be fine." A few moments of silence passed and Hass was ready to slip away into sleep when Viraku'un sent him another thought. A smell this time, which was a strange sensation. He hadn't quite got used to that yet. But this smell was unsettling. Dirt, wood... normal in a forest... but also cloth. Leather. Sweat. Steel. An elf. He was catching up to them. Close enough for that much detail to reach them. They were going to have to finish him off after all...

A few hundred meters behind them, Ios still followed them. Hearing something ahead but not seeing, he rushed forwards, unslinging his bow and knocking his arrow. Now he would end this!
EL: Ios' Secret Mission Part 4
For :iconelvenlegends: 


So I think I said I would have this up almost a month ago. I've been pretty busy since I started this, with another trip (two weeks that time) and some other things going on in the background making up most of my troubles. I'm planning to work on this today and I'll hopefully have it all finished. The fifth part is all written and I'm just going to proof read it, changing the wording here and there so that it sounds good to me. 

 In this part I've tried to develop Hass and Viraku'un so that they aren't just bog-standard villains with no reasoning behind their actions. I think I've done okay at this, it is my first time trying to develop a character on my own outside of RPing. My only concern is that Hass falls under the old stereotype of the bullied person turning on the cruel world but at the same time I've tried to give him a slightly different view to that of Eamin, with The Nameless just being one step in his 'plan'. 

 Overall I'm pretty pleased with it, keeping it to a more developing role as opposed to constant fighting or tension. I suppose you could call it the calm before the storm. 

Anyway, ownership stuff: 

:iconelvenlegends: belongs to :iconrobotswithcookies: / :iconsillywritings: 

Ios, Iilah, Hass Gwerder and Viraku'un all belong to me
I'm now back from my four weeks in Africa and it's safe to say that I had the time of my life. I was quite certain if I wanted to come home or not but I didn't have much of a choice sadly. I hope everyone has been well since I was away.

Anyway, I'll now be active again and replying to messages, posting art, rping and so on. 




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AjTheAssasian Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Revolution24 Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2015  Hobbyist
AjTheAssasian Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Haha woo
Revolution24 Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2015  Hobbyist
haha xD
AjTheAssasian Featured By Owner Aug 3, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
{Ill start this here!!!}

Delano: *walking with a bag of meats to a clearing where Xipil is relaxing*....!!
Revolution24 Featured By Owner Aug 3, 2014  Hobbyist
Ios: *notices Delano passing him and having not seen him for a very long time, decides to follow* 

AjTheAssasian Featured By Owner Aug 3, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Delano: *walking, being oblivious lol, walks off to the clearing*~
Revolution24 Featured By Owner Aug 3, 2014  Hobbyist
Ios: *stalks after, keeping behind the trees and watching what he is up to* 
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AjTheAssasian Featured By Owner Jul 21, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
btw, I owe you this from earlier today!

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Revolution24 Featured By Owner Jul 22, 2014  Hobbyist
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(it was originally about three or four times the size but the system thought it was spam xD) 

Missed you too! :) 
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