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Kazyas Art (and Writing)
Kazya
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wrote a story after a RP event, and also made a couple of pictures to go with it, decided it would be fun to share it 
They are of my main character, as close as I can get to her actual looks in game.
The pictures are made in Daz3D
/Kaz
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Kaz - return to Whitehawke
She sighed as she dropped down on the furcovered bed, her pack abandoned on the floor while Tavi had ran straight to his favourite cozy den with his silverbell chain. Djingis helped himself up in the bed, albeit quite slower than usuan due to his injuries. Kaz sat up and gently helped her wolf lay down comfortable before she looked around the room, it was a fairly simple room with a bed, a desk, a table with a couple of chairs, a bookshelf, a dresser, a wardrobe and several trunks and chests in different sizes. The floor had several different sizes of furs acting as rugs, one corner of the room had a small cozy pile of furs, fabrics, leather in it... this was where Tavi had ran to and he was in the process of bedding himself into the pile, the silverbell chain rested nearby him. Near that pile but in the other corner was a much bigger pile, this one also made up with furs, fabrics and leathers. Both piles or dens perhaps had a waterbowl and a food bowl near them, sized to fit the respective animal. Drawings was attached to the wall some seemed to have been made by children others by a variety of people, here and there a wanted poster or notes of different kinds had found their place up on the wall too. A window who currently was open to let in the late evening breeze, looking out of it one would see parts of Whitehawke. A fireplace rounded out the room, a fire dancing happily to give out warmth and light.
She took a look at the bowls and noticed that the water was fresh and someone had also put some fresh pieces of meat in both food bowls, she smiled gently and ran a hand through Djingis thick fur. Her mind wandering back to the job she had been too and the people she had met, she knew they, or atleast some of them, would come to Whitehawke soon to talk about an alliance of sort between the two groups. She was anticapted it as she could see that it could bring in more job for the Hawks, but she was also unsure how well Ayden and Niacyn would get along. A frown marred her face as she remembered the mess that had been the job in Stros M'Kai, a hand tiredly ran through her hair as she rose from the bed and sat down at her desk. Picking up a leatherbound, weathered journal she dipped the pen in the ink bottle and wrote the date of the day, with a short paus she than started to write....
...I came back to Whitehawke today, it took a day longer than usual mostly due to the injuries that Djingis has gotten but also because my own bruises which thankfully has mostly fade now. Djingis injuries will take some time to heal and I plan to visit Healer Rosanne with him tomorrow, just to make sure that everything is fine. I will have to retire him from following me to work though, as I can tell that his front leg will never return to full health and he has lost one eye. He won't like it to begin with but I know he will adapt, he do love the town and the children so it is with a somewhat easier mind that I make that decision.
...Her hand stops for a moment, her eyes on the words before she continue....
I met some interesting people during this journey, being healed by an argonian healer was a new experience but Zarcis sure knew his chosen proffession. Than of course it was Dar'jir, I now have actually scratched the ear of a khajiit... not that I ever told him that of course, not sure how he would react to that. ...As she writes a impish little smile flickers on her lips before turning serious again... Roly while on the surface might come off as a bit of a woman chasing ruffian, has far more depth than one is led to believe. I do wonder if he himself knows that though. Kyamites is hard to get a grasp on but he seem like a decent enough man. As for Niacyn... well, that is a man who is by far the most complicated and slippery scoundrel I met so far in my life. He cares for his people but he doesnt seem to want it to actually show, I still haven't figured out if that is a defense mechanism or if he simply haven't realised it himself. Niacyn and his people are indeed interesting, I believe we will work well with them, if nothing else an alliance would bring us more job. But for now I am still wary, while I like them I do not trust them.. yet. Some of them have earned my respect and a certain degree of my trust, but not all of them and none have fully earned my trust yet, if any of them ever will. It remains to see if it will happen.
...she takes another paus, rolling her wrist briefly as her gaze moves to the window. The night falling quickly and she know she need to sleep soon, but there is just soo much she wants to write down. Her attention returns to the journal....
This job on Stros M'Kai started up with messy chaos... once we had left the port of Aldrcorft and gotten out to the sea, it turned out that some of the crew was werewolves... and they attacked us. It was a fairly short but intense fighting before we managed to get the werewolves below deck and closing the hatches, unfortunately that meant that the people who was down there was also lost. We knew we would not be able to contain them down there until we reached the port of Stros, not to mention that we probably would not have been welcomed into the port with werewolves below deck either. We ended up using poison, Dar'jir had a potent posion from his sister which killed off most of the werewolves. In the end it was only the alpha left, a few of us fought him below deck and none of us came away completely unscathered. Warrior got a bad hit and was out of it, Dar'jir also got knocked out and I could even hear his ribs crack when he hit the wall. Roly got mostly bruised and scratched, thanks to his armor no doubt. De'Lano did well, got a hit to his head but he fought well despite that. And myself... well, my daggers managed to do it jobs, I buried them to the hilt into his throat, damn brute was far taller than me but it worked. To bad that I ended up being sprayed with blood and other .. fluids.. before the body almost crushed me as it fell on me. Damn thing was heavy and I honestly couldnt' properly breath from where I laid, but Kya and Niacyn ended up coming down and helping Roly and Lano to get the body off me.
In the end we put the brutish werewolf on ice until we could get rid of him from the ship. I should have known this was only the beginning, we did found the cargo that we was looking for, but we was betrayed by the person that led us to it. On top of that it turned out hat Niacyn had been poisoned by the man that led us to the cargo, we eventually loaded the cargo on a cart which we had to pull by ourselves. We left after setting everything we could on fire but with Niacyn poisoned, some of us in a seriously bad shape and the others pulling the cart we would not have made it to the ship safely. I ended up using some of the coins that I had picked up from the pirates, amongst other valuables and gems I found there, to buy two horses. Once we arrived to the ship it turned out that man that betrayed was not yet finished, he had a few of the Hunding's guards with him and tried to arrest us for stealing his cargo. Needless to say this did not go over well with any of us, however we tried to talk our way out of it. By pointing out that the cargo had the insignia of Niacyns company, however the man had paid most of those guards. Out of the sudden the man lashed out at Niacyn who had recklessly gone in face to face with him, and stabbed Niacyn in the belly. This ended all talking and we left Port Hunding behind with dead guards on the dock, doesn't help I ended up sort of kidnapping one of the townhealers. While I did pay him a pouch full of gemstones I didn't really gave him a choice other than to follow, not to mention that we left the docks before he could get off.
Either way, Niacyn did survive even if he will be weaker for a little while. And I honestly have no idea how this will affect some of his issues with trust and such. Betrayal tends to bring out some big issues in us all, I should know...
Kaz stops writing and leans back in the chair, her eyes narrowed as she goes through the happenings. She tilt her head as she remembers something and returns to the journal again
Something that I found odd though, was that when the man who betrayed us, some really big redguard that went by the name The Iron Shiek, stabbed Niacyn he said.. and I quote it here... "Never send a Redguard to do a Bretons job"...
Kaz put the pen down and leaned back in the chair once again, her eyes closed as she went over everything in her mind again. Trying to see if she had forgotten something that could be important to be put down. Not thinking of something else she slowly stood up and went over to the window, watching out she let her eyes sweep over the damages the town had gone through due to the attack lately. She might have her issues with Aran Wyeth but she was glad he had been here as she knew he was, and always would be, a man that fought to his last breath to protect his town and the guard followed him out of respect and love.
She turned from the window and went over to the bed, dropping her clothes in a pile next to it. The light from the fire and the light from the moon played over her naked body before she laid down underneath the furs in her bed. Djingis shifted uncomfortable before he went back to sleep, Kaz shifted around a bit before relaxing and letting sleep claim her.
Edited by Kazya on 2 May 2014 14:27 They are of my main character, as close as I can get to her actual looks in game.The pictures are made in Daz3D
/Kaz
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Kaz - return to Whitehawke
She sighed as she dropped down on the furcovered bed, her pack abandoned on the floor while Tavi had ran straight to his favourite cozy den with his silverbell chain. Djingis helped himself up in the bed, albeit quite slower than usuan due to his injuries. Kaz sat up and gently helped her wolf lay down comfortable before she looked around the room, it was a fairly simple room with a bed, a desk, a table with a couple of chairs, a bookshelf, a dresser, a wardrobe and several trunks and chests in different sizes. The floor had several different sizes of furs acting as rugs, one corner of the room had a small cozy pile of furs, fabrics, leather in it... this was where Tavi had ran to and he was in the process of bedding himself into the pile, the silverbell chain rested nearby him. Near that pile but in the other corner was a much bigger pile, this one also made up with furs, fabrics and leathers. Both piles or dens perhaps had a waterbowl and a food bowl near them, sized to fit the respective animal. Drawings was attached to the wall some seemed to have been made by children others by a variety of people, here and there a wanted poster or notes of different kinds had found their place up on the wall too. A window who currently was open to let in the late evening breeze, looking out of it one would see parts of Whitehawke. A fireplace rounded out the room, a fire dancing happily to give out warmth and light.
She took a look at the bowls and noticed that the water was fresh and someone had also put some fresh pieces of meat in both food bowls, she smiled gently and ran a hand through Djingis thick fur. Her mind wandering back to the job she had been too and the people she had met, she knew they, or atleast some of them, would come to Whitehawke soon to talk about an alliance of sort between the two groups. She was anticapted it as she could see that it could bring in more job for the Hawks, but she was also unsure how well Ayden and Niacyn would get along. A frown marred her face as she remembered the mess that had been the job in Stros M'Kai, a hand tiredly ran through her hair as she rose from the bed and sat down at her desk. Picking up a leatherbound, weathered journal she dipped the pen in the ink bottle and wrote the date of the day, with a short paus she than started to write....
...I came back to Whitehawke today, it took a day longer than usual mostly due to the injuries that Djingis has gotten but also because my own bruises which thankfully has mostly fade now. Djingis injuries will take some time to heal and I plan to visit Healer Rosanne with him tomorrow, just to make sure that everything is fine. I will have to retire him from following me to work though, as I can tell that his front leg will never return to full health and he has lost one eye. He won't like it to begin with but I know he will adapt, he do love the town and the children so it is with a somewhat easier mind that I make that decision.
...Her hand stops for a moment, her eyes on the words before she continue....
I met some interesting people during this journey, being healed by an argonian healer was a new experience but Zarcis sure knew his chosen proffession. Than of course it was Dar'jir, I now have actually scratched the ear of a khajiit... not that I ever told him that of course, not sure how he would react to that. ...As she writes a impish little smile flickers on her lips before turning serious again... Roly while on the surface might come off as a bit of a woman chasing ruffian, has far more depth than one is led to believe. I do wonder if he himself knows that though. Kyamites is hard to get a grasp on but he seem like a decent enough man. As for Niacyn... well, that is a man who is by far the most complicated and slippery scoundrel I met so far in my life. He cares for his people but he doesnt seem to want it to actually show, I still haven't figured out if that is a defense mechanism or if he simply haven't realised it himself. Niacyn and his people are indeed interesting, I believe we will work well with them, if nothing else an alliance would bring us more job. But for now I am still wary, while I like them I do not trust them.. yet. Some of them have earned my respect and a certain degree of my trust, but not all of them and none have fully earned my trust yet, if any of them ever will. It remains to see if it will happen.
...she takes another paus, rolling her wrist briefly as her gaze moves to the window. The night falling quickly and she know she need to sleep soon, but there is just soo much she wants to write down. Her attention returns to the journal....
This job on Stros M'Kai started up with messy chaos... once we had left the port of Aldrcorft and gotten out to the sea, it turned out that some of the crew was werewolves... and they attacked us. It was a fairly short but intense fighting before we managed to get the werewolves below deck and closing the hatches, unfortunately that meant that the people who was down there was also lost. We knew we would not be able to contain them down there until we reached the port of Stros, not to mention that we probably would not have been welcomed into the port with werewolves below deck either. We ended up using poison, Dar'jir had a potent posion from his sister which killed off most of the werewolves. In the end it was only the alpha left, a few of us fought him below deck and none of us came away completely unscathered. Warrior got a bad hit and was out of it, Dar'jir also got knocked out and I could even hear his ribs crack when he hit the wall. Roly got mostly bruised and scratched, thanks to his armor no doubt. De'Lano did well, got a hit to his head but he fought well despite that. And myself... well, my daggers managed to do it jobs, I buried them to the hilt into his throat, damn brute was far taller than me but it worked. To bad that I ended up being sprayed with blood and other .. fluids.. before the body almost crushed me as it fell on me. Damn thing was heavy and I honestly couldnt' properly breath from where I laid, but Kya and Niacyn ended up coming down and helping Roly and Lano to get the body off me.
In the end we put the brutish werewolf on ice until we could get rid of him from the ship. I should have known this was only the beginning, we did found the cargo that we was looking for, but we was betrayed by the person that led us to it. On top of that it turned out hat Niacyn had been poisoned by the man that led us to the cargo, we eventually loaded the cargo on a cart which we had to pull by ourselves. We left after setting everything we could on fire but with Niacyn poisoned, some of us in a seriously bad shape and the others pulling the cart we would not have made it to the ship safely. I ended up using some of the coins that I had picked up from the pirates, amongst other valuables and gems I found there, to buy two horses. Once we arrived to the ship it turned out that man that betrayed was not yet finished, he had a few of the Hunding's guards with him and tried to arrest us for stealing his cargo. Needless to say this did not go over well with any of us, however we tried to talk our way out of it. By pointing out that the cargo had the insignia of Niacyns company, however the man had paid most of those guards. Out of the sudden the man lashed out at Niacyn who had recklessly gone in face to face with him, and stabbed Niacyn in the belly. This ended all talking and we left Port Hunding behind with dead guards on the dock, doesn't help I ended up sort of kidnapping one of the townhealers. While I did pay him a pouch full of gemstones I didn't really gave him a choice other than to follow, not to mention that we left the docks before he could get off.
Either way, Niacyn did survive even if he will be weaker for a little while. And I honestly have no idea how this will affect some of his issues with trust and such. Betrayal tends to bring out some big issues in us all, I should know...
Kaz stops writing and leans back in the chair, her eyes narrowed as she goes through the happenings. She tilt her head as she remembers something and returns to the journal again
Something that I found odd though, was that when the man who betrayed us, some really big redguard that went by the name The Iron Shiek, stabbed Niacyn he said.. and I quote it here... "Never send a Redguard to do a Bretons job"...
Kaz put the pen down and leaned back in the chair once again, her eyes closed as she went over everything in her mind again. Trying to see if she had forgotten something that could be important to be put down. Not thinking of something else she slowly stood up and went over to the window, watching out she let her eyes sweep over the damages the town had gone through due to the attack lately. She might have her issues with Aran Wyeth but she was glad he had been here as she knew he was, and always would be, a man that fought to his last breath to protect his town and the guard followed him out of respect and love.
She turned from the window and went over to the bed, dropping her clothes in a pile next to it. The light from the fire and the light from the moon played over her naked body before she laid down underneath the furs in her bed. Djingis shifted uncomfortable before he went back to sleep, Kaz shifted around a bit before relaxing and letting sleep claim her.
Mother Earth and Father Night gives me comfort, protection and shelter every step I take.
Brother Sun gives me the warmth I need, while Sister Moon lit my path so I don't get lost.
Auntie Life follows me on my journey until Uncle Death sing me the last lullaby.
/C.O 20121122
Brother Sun gives me the warmth I need, while Sister Moon lit my path so I don't get lost.
Auntie Life follows me on my journey until Uncle Death sing me the last lullaby.
/C.O 20121122
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Kazya✭✭✭Made a picture for a friend of mine, trying to re-create his redguard Isrin as close as possible. Picture made in Daz3D
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Isrin - Tracking
Mother Earth and Father Night gives me comfort, protection and shelter every step I take.
Brother Sun gives me the warmth I need, while Sister Moon lit my path so I don't get lost.
Auntie Life follows me on my journey until Uncle Death sing me the last lullaby.
/C.O 201211220 -
Chryos✭✭✭✭I like. As I read, the images form in my mind. Not easy thing for a wordsmith to accomplish!If I am going to quote someone, it's going to be me.0 -
Kenthros✭✭Of course Zarcis is a important character in this story ;pBut I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.0 -
Kazya✭✭✭Thank you Chryos *happy*
And yes Ken, Zarcis is always important... I miss the little argonian healer you know *wink wink*Edited by Kazya on 12 May 2014 14:57Mother Earth and Father Night gives me comfort, protection and shelter every step I take.
Brother Sun gives me the warmth I need, while Sister Moon lit my path so I don't get lost.
Auntie Life follows me on my journey until Uncle Death sing me the last lullaby.
/C.O 201211220 -
Kazya✭✭✭Another picture with a story to go with it Kaz being a bounty Hunter/Mercenary took on a contract that led her to Greenshade, the job hit a snag but it got completed still
Story:
The fire danced merrily in the darkness that surrounded her, the night in Greenshade was a quite beautiful place but also a place she could not let down her guard much. Far too many time had she already been hunted by the Dominion soldiers, occassionally she had even been hunted by a random group of people belonging to this faction. A half amused half annoyed smile touched her lips and she shook her head, being beyond enemy lines on a solo job was not a trip to the park. But that was what she was doing, hunting three people that was the leading trio of a group that sold war prisoners, and occassionally their own soldiers to slavers as long as it was not an Altmer. The ringleaders consisted of a two men and a woman, the leader of the three of a Dominion officer who was high up in the command structure, the woman was a lower ranked officer and the mistress to the leader. The third one was a shady type who had the probably worked out the contact with the slavers.
Her hand held the map as she looked it over than she put it to the side, not caring that it ended up partly on the ground. She had been hired to hunt these three down.. to take them alive if possible and she knew that only one of the three would be possible to take alive. She had already prepared to strike at him, but she needed to take care of the leader and his mistress first. Knowing where to find did little to help right now, since she was not able to get pass the major security that the two was hiding behind. She had staked them out and she knew she would be in for a wait, she would need to stay around and observe and than take the chance when she could. She had an idea of how to take care of the other man too, one that did not include herself bringing him in. She remebered the missive she had sent to one of the khajiit she knew belonged to the Aldmeri Queen's group of information gatherers and Kaz was certain that once the information she had provided had been looked over and verified, it would lead to the arrest and probably execution of that man. She couldn't care less for the filthy excuse of a slave provider, her dislike and borderline hatred towards slavers only having been fueled recently.
Her gaze returned to the fire and her lips flickered with a soft smile, her eyes growing distant as she allowed herself a moment to go over some recent memories. She hoped that Isrin would come to the summoning that Niacyn had sent out, she missed her Redguard fiercly, but she also knew he might not even have gotten the summon or not being able to leave since he had been called to the Ebonheart lands before she herself left for the Aldmeri lands. Tomorrow at dawn she would make her way to a place belonging to the Mage's Guild and get a portal back to Alik'r and she would see if she could steal a moment or two with her man. Once she returned from her brief paus of this contract here she would return and finish it, a couple of well placed arrows would be what she needed to deal with the two Dominion officers... she just needed to catch them when they was outside the building they hid in.
Mother Earth and Father Night gives me comfort, protection and shelter every step I take.
Brother Sun gives me the warmth I need, while Sister Moon lit my path so I don't get lost.
Auntie Life follows me on my journey until Uncle Death sing me the last lullaby.
/C.O 201211220