“Silg, the haft of your sword is po-OH. Oh boyy…”
I have no excuses for this other than that I am a shameful piece of trash. <:3c
Grey’s too shy/innocent for his own good. He’s so flustered.
[[Please don’t repost my art, but reblogs are loved!]]
A copy of Tevruden's blog because I don't Trust Like that anymore.
“Silg, the haft of your sword is po-OH. Oh boyy…”
I have no excuses for this other than that I am a shameful piece of trash. <:3c
Grey’s too shy/innocent for his own good. He’s so flustered.
[[Please don’t repost my art, but reblogs are loved!]]