The Life of Arga 1: The Old Masters
The Life of Arga Chapter 1: The Old Masters Sponsored by Asbeoth By Draconicon Among the Telvanni, the first sin was to be less than Dunmer. The second sin was to be of the beast folk. The third was to be without magic. Of...
Sand Castle
Hot blood pushed out of the open wound and splashed across the white wolf's facial fur. behind the lioness, izak, holding his trident impaled through the female, twisted and dragged the lioness to the ground.
Anniversary Present
Deep scarlet lipstick on his full lips, beautiful violet eye shadow faded just right to smooth into the colors of his facial fur behind his smokey sunglasses, winged eyeliner... and that was just his face.
EVER
His hair was as dark as night, short and clean, his face shaven of any facial hair. behind a pair of thick but small glasses, his eyes were a profound green, like a tree's leaves.
Cutting Loose
His face became less feral, gaining humanoid visage with a rounded snout and craggy scaly features that resembled facial hair behind his cheeks, on his eyebrows and then a bed of hair atop his crown.