Today Is Wednesday, Which Means That Womejah Gets To Farm Shyllien Crystals

Apichaya Chaipattama is a Girl of All Time!

Your writing is good enough. Stop doubting yourself. Stop criticizing yourself. You are a good writer. Yes, you can always improve your craft, but that doesn't mean that your writing sucks.

Fears gone, I fucking love her

I think I love her but I'm trying to keep it low-key, you know what I'm saying?

Jesse, we have to sell tables

I love mabinogi cause sometimes I get tired of playing it but then I log in anyways and I immediately have a fucking blast

I drew a few ghouls and cadavers

Phone blurred while taking this pic, went hard

I think I love her but I'm trying to keep it low-key, you know what I'm saying?

Real old argonian sketch from like, 2019 or something, I want to draw more now. This was like my go too guy back when I got re-obsessed with elder scrolls. The play style? He's just a nerd, a glasses wearing argonian that paralyzes you and smashes you over the head with a Warhammer. This sketch was at the bottom of like 4 whole paragraphs of lore about his character and personality. He believes that destiny is manifested through your thoughts and actions, and he collected knowledge so he could manifest more things in his favor...

There is nothing that explains why he murders people with a Warhammer... It's efficient I guess??? He probably picked a stick off the ground and just went, "this'll do!" As his foes started getting thicker skulls, he just kept picking up bigger sticks, until he found himself braining paralyzed draugur with a deadric warhammer.

Made my first hermit's staff, it came out bright pink :)

I swap my appearance pretty often but I've got three that I always return to. The only one with lore is this green guy, I've taken to calling him Grotto. He runs a plantation on a boiling planet and likes to cook. I like to imagine that he's short with his words, but not impolite. It's also funny to me that all the bases I consider to be his are on the worst of planets. You're wondering through an acid storm, life support getting low with no hope in sight. When you round a hill and suddenly find yourself face to face with this homely little house. Somehow unphased by the hostility surrounding it. Grotto opens the door and invites you in without saying much, only guiding you towards the dining table and serving you a bowl of delicious vegetable stew.