"𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙉𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩-𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙧! 𝙋𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙧-𝙤𝙛-𝙃𝙞𝙨-𝙂𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣! 𝘽𝙤𝙧𝙣-𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧-𝘼-𝘽𝙡𝙪𝙚-𝙎𝙪𝙣! 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙑𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨-𝙨𝙖!" - ʟɪᴢᴀʀᴅғᴏʟᴋ ᴍᴏɴᴋ ᴏᴄ - ᴍᴠʀᴘ/ᴋᴏʙᴏʟᴅ ᴘʀᴇss - ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴғᴏ! ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ👍ᴀɴᴅ🔁!

Willing to contribute my own funds to this great cause.

“Impotent, chode-wielding, ox-fucking, Nordic satchel full of Horker feces.”

“And some false king needs a hasty beheading with a dull blade.”

“Hmm? Did you say something?” “My apologies but I do not speak corrupt, selfish, man-child.” “Do you not have hundreds of your own people to send to slaughter while you and you alone jerk off to your unearned, bloated ego?”

“You cannot kill me, I am a bad bitch.” “You are just a bitch.”

(( People have been saying “ESRP is so dead” for five-seven years and, guess what? It’s still fucking here. My TL is always moving. My story is always developing. Reach out, plot, chat, expand - sitting there and saying “it’s dead” isn’t FUCKING CONTRIBUTING TO ANYTHING!!))

(( If you feel like you’re not getting any RPs the fuck it, message me. We’ll plot. I don’t care what verse you’re from, Xer would probably love to meet Sonic the hedgehog. Now you have no excuses. Message me. We’ll make something great together.

Sleepy yawn.

I yawn quietly, stretching out my legs as a house cat would, shaking my crest and flexing my claws before groaning, “Oh, mon Dieu... It has been far too long.”

Ok, I have a list of medians and art supplies I need to get up off the ground, so I made a gofundme! Anything and everything helps and I’d like to offer my art to everyone who donates. Thank you 💚 gofundme.com/f/1winscicg0?u…

// Bio: • Thalmor agent, assassin and smuggler • Forced to work for them, but doesn’t agree with their principles • Exiled from the Summerset Isles • Destruction mage

A live look at the argument between Cicero and Nazir

Blows the dust off of my scales, — “HACK- coUGh!” “Gods, it has been... a bit.” I use my tail to sweep away the cobwebs.

My eyes flick from side to side as I preen my jade crest, “It... was... a particularly cold season. Surely, a longer hibernation was... erm... excusable.”

“Gods, it’s been ages...” I practically mewl as the crisp waters of the lake lap against my parched scales. I gather mouthful of water in my mouth to spit at the back of Leandros SeaForged’s head with surprising accuracy, “Come! The water is perrrrfect!”

I offer a small smile and a firm mod, “I suppose I will always long for the sun-warmed sea of Black Marsh... i do not recall you mentioning your father... was he of this soil?”