Lygaios

Knight of Pentacles
#Scrapbooking #Junkjournaling #Collage #Tarot

The Devil
#Scrapbooking #Junkjournaling

A scholar's home in Kragenmoor (2/2)
#ESO #ESOHousing

A scholar's home in Kragenmoor (1/2)
#ESO #ESOHousing

All lined up
#Sketch #Art #BeginnerArt

Consumed
#Sketch #Art #BeginnerArt

Curiosity wins. Let's try this. #WOW

An Unsent Letter for #TESOctober: #Haunted
(from my Nerevarine Lothryn, who's back early already in ESO times - House Telvanni helps with the longevity - to Vivec)
#ESOFam #OC:Lothryn

Justice
#Scrapbooking #Junkjournaling

Ten of Cups
#Scrapbooking #Junkjournaling #Collage

Mothlike
#Scrapbooking #Junkjournaling #Collage

Night light
#Haiku #Poetry #Journaling

Spooky season has arrived in #SpiritCity, let's go! My witch cabin got an update.

The next adventure awaits - this time the actually correct faction. (Circumstances caused a different order.) Cadwell's Gold let's go.
#ESO #OC:Salyn

Bright Moon
#Collage #JunkJournal

United for Elsweyr
#ESO #OC:Salyn

Have a sleeping #cat

Fashion scrolls: Nightsky's Secrets
#ESO #OC:Salyn

Malabal Tor with my bff Zerith
#ESO #OC:Salyn

More fashion scrolls; this is my Telvanni alchemist Fayvas in one of his lairs. Formerly my Nerevarine Lothryn's apprentice, now friend and colleague of equal standing.
#ESO #OC:Fayvas

Fashion scrolls
#ESO #OC:Salyn

ESO character journal: Salyn
#FamilyRecords #OC:Salyn

Dreams, Contained
#Collage #JunkJournal #Scrapbooking

[Construct — Seaside? [] ]
#Collage #JunkJournal #Scrapbooking

TES character journal: Lothryn
#FamilyRecords #OC:Lothryn

ESO character journal: The Telvanni vampire cure continues.
#FamilyRecords #OC:Lothryn

Greenery above a scar
Gil-var-Delle Wayshrine, Grahtwood
#ESO

Fashion scrolls once more
#ESO #ESOFam

I elfbossed too close to the sun with my improvised yeast dough (sounds like a great idea already, doesn't it) and caused myself immense extra work and complications and ended up with twice as much bread as planned, *but* I have delicious lemon-vanilla-caraway-nut bread-cake now.

In the last smoke-breathing husk of a city where even style had lost all substance and the minds were as empty as the half-replaced skulls that had once been meant to contain them and now contained only metal, there was a lightless night, and in the dark stood a dame.

#vss365 #style #microfiction