Leafiara (prime)/Paintings
Sev and Ren, the Dynamic Duo
Eorgaen 31, 5118
Sunlight shines down upon a lively town square beneath a clear blue sky. In the middle of the scene, a young black-haired half-sylvan dressed in black and gold hunting gear sits beneath a tall oak tree, one leg stretched before her and the other pulled up against her chest, cradling an arm around a forest fox. She gazes fondly at her animal companion, her smile warm and her amber eyes sparkling, and he looks back with perked ears, leaning into her embrace.
In Imaera's Garden
Eoantos 21, 5119
An amber-haired sylvan lady and silver-haired dark elven man stroll hand in hand through a vibrant garden as a small doe looks on. Looking refined in silk clothes and dress shoes, the dark elf is saying something as his free hand points toward a tree with leaves of every autumn hue. Clad breezily in a sundress, the sylvan's emerald green eyes light up and her free hand carries her heels as she walks barefoot beside her taller companion. A close look reveals the pair's matching deathstone engagement rings.
Tie a Leafiara to the Oak Tree
Eoantos 24, 5119
A lively crowd cheers, laughs, and whistles as two winking ladies--a blonde sylvan rogue and a red-haired Nalfein bard--kiss opposite cheeks of a captive half-sylvan maiden, her wrists and ankles bound with silk ropes and her upper body tied to the old oak tree in the square of Wehnimer's Landing. Though well-toned like an adventurer, the maiden wears a gold brocade gown and silk sandals fit for a princess and looks more flustered than upset, blushing a light pink to the tip of her slightly pointed ears.
Join Cryheart!
Eorgaen 23, 5119
A gentle night rain falls on a town square punctuated by a large oak tree. Despite the weather, an enthusiastic herald with a lute-shaped birthmark calls out to all in earshot as he leans against an older knight in shiny armor. The knight is chuckling mildly and several amused adventurers gather near him, including two playful-looking ladies wearing militia badges: a sugar-covered halfling grinning impishly up at the knight and a red-haired half-sylvan carrying ice cream and cheering on the herald.
The Pirate's Captive Maiden
Eorgaen 23, 5119
A grinning half-sylvan pirate with seashell pink hair stands on a finely cared-for ship deck, sunlight shining on her scarlet and white attire. Before her stands a half-sylvan maiden biting her lip, wrists bound behind her with rope as her cherry red hair and white dress blow in the sea breeze. Though the maiden's bare feet are free, the pirate indicates she has nowhere to run, pointing her sword toward a plank over lively waters and her other hand toward a central mast fitted with four attached shackles.
Unusual Duo
Eorgaen 23, 5119
A pair of tall women pass through a dim underground tunnel, moving away from a ladder in the background where sunlight trickles in. Though both wear militia badges and appear to have part sylvan and part human heritage, they otherwise could hardly seem more different; the black-haired one holds a runestaff before her, wearing utilitarian black attire and looking dutiful if not stern, while the red-haired one looks eager and wears a whimsical ice-cream-colored outfit, barehanded save for a raised torch.
Encouraging Exploring
Eorgaen 23, 5119
Secluded at a small table dimly lit by a pie-shaped candle, a tall half-sylvan lass grins ear to ear as she waves a bell-adorned skirt and a pair of slim ribbon-tied sandals at a shorter elven lass. The elf blushes, looking slightly flustered as she reaches a hesitant hand toward the skirt. Despite the mischievous glint in the half-sylvan's energetic eyes, her own sundress and sandals suggest that she's more comfortable with the feminine clothes than the pragmatically-dressed elf in pants and boots.
Close Bonds
Eorgaen 23, 5119
Magical light suffuses a night time scene of a lively town square, emanating from an empath near a robust oak tree. Toward the middle of the square, a toned half-sylvan maiden with cherry red hair laughs with delight as she waves a pair of slim velvet-lined shackles at a lithe sylvan lady with raven black hair, who giggles at her friend's reaction while tickling her sides through her sundress. Adventurers and townspeople gathered nearby regard the laughing pair with a mix of amusement and annoyance.
The Maiden's Captive Pirate
Eorgaen 24, 5119
Flustered and surprised, a pink-haired half-sylvan pirate in scarlet and white attire twists and struggles in vain against shackles pinning her hands and feet to the central mast of a brightly sunlit ship--and securely away from her sheathed sword. A red-haired half-sylvan maiden clad only in a white dress winks at her, flashing a mischievous grin and twirling a key between her fingers. Though the unarmed, barefoot maiden looks innocuous at first blush, a faint magical aura surrounds her empty hand.
Gossamer Dream
Lormesta 23, 5120
A sunlit forest shimmers with enchantment as gold-hued leaves reflect the heavenly light meandering through this oil on canvas. Glistening waters of a serene lake reflect the image of a honey-blonde Sylvan woman draped in white gossamer as she runs her dainty fingers along the water's surface. Her long legs are bare, the rest of her figure subtly outlined under the gauzy fabric, leaving little to the imagination. A wicked glint can be seen in her sultry green eyes while a playful smile touches her lips.
Note: This one was commissioned nearly word for word.
Choreography in Chaos
Charlatos 4, 5120
Beneath a twilight sky looms a great oak tree surrounded by a lively crowd including people of every culture. Assembled but not organized, the crowd is full of laughter and shouting, eating and playing, talking and training, and still others observing from a distance. At the center stands a red-haired half-sylvan maiden who seems to have been speaking with a shiny-armored human knight and what looks like an undead aelotoi, but now turns her attention toward enthusiastically greeting a trio of travelers.
Choreography in Chaos 2
Lumnea 16, 5121
Beneath a twilight sky looms a great oak tree surrounded by a lively crowd including people of every culture. Assembled but not organized, the crowd is full of laughter and shouting, eating and playing, talking and training, and still others observing from a distance. At the center stands a red-haired half-sylvan maiden who seems to have been speaking with a cheerful human jester and a pale-faced coppery barn owl, but now turns her attention toward enthusiastically greeting a trio of travelers.
Pukk on the Pie of a Lifetime
Lumnea 19, 5121
Sunlight glints off the inky black hair and ebon clothing of a tall, dark-clad, and beautiful human woman as she strides through a grassy field, carrying a blue-eyed human man who squeals with delight in her arms. He playfully kicks his legs within his lightweight white chiffon gown, adorned in bow-tied ribbon embellishments from neckline-bearing top to ankle-length skirt bottom. As he beams up at her, she meets his gaze with her own loving eyes and a grin as warm as the azure sky above them.
Incomparable Candidate Vaemyr
Lumnea 23, 5121
In the center of a grand hall stands a sylvan man giving a heroic pose that contrasts his attire of a flowing gossamer skirt amidst a violet blouse, matching slippers, and feather boa. A surrounding crowd rife with laughter and smiles cheers him on, with one blonde sylvan woman throwing her head back in a howl, as some of them sift through cases and racks overflowing with feminine attire. A close look at his face reveals a good-natured grin brighter than the chandelier light glinting off his jewelry.
Sunny Shackled Seaside Sylvan
Lumnea 28, 5121
Crystal blue waves lap at the bare feet of a half-sylvan maiden clad in a white sundress as she gazes out to sea, stretching her arms overhead. Golden imflass shackles padded with red silk encircle her wrists and ankles, but seem more like accessories than restraints; their lengthy chains permit most of her freedom, but the gleaming metal calls attention toward her colorful malachite and azure nail polish. Her shoulder-length cherry red hair frames a face with sparkling green eyes and a carefree smile.
Khy Reawakens Ari and Leafi
Koaratos 19, 5121
A forest wolf pup watches with perked ears as his mother plays rough with a diminutive aelotoi woman, each trying to pin the other to the alternating terra-cotta and golden-yellow bricks of a large, open plaza. The grinning aelotoi sneaks a wink to an onlooking half-sylvan lass, who returns an amused smile. Nearby, a red-haired human man roars with laughter, a blonde sylvan lady chuckles softly, and a young aelotoi in a minimalistic white tunic flutters her wings wildly as she cheers on the competitors.
Khylynnia, Chosen of L'Naere
Koaratos 19, 5121
Brimming with scholarly pride, an aelotoi woman with silver-flecked coal black eyes showcases her discoveries of a silver-traced emerald L'Naere symbol and a sonic tachi of swirling air intermingled with blood red mana. White cushions made of Arachnian silk throughout an airy parlor offer seating to her and a crowd of varying races and cultures, sharing little in common except that they watch intently while the aelotoi points between several parchments arranged in front of them, indicating connections.
Helping Oleani Along
Koaratos 19, 5121
A tall, red-haired elven lass wearing a mischievous grin bends to exchange whispers with a shorter aelotoi woman. Out of the corners of their eyes, the two of them watch a nearby blonde elven lady whose golden vaalorn cuirass guards her torso, but perhaps not her heart, as a faint blush tinges her cheeks while she steals a glance at them. Though all three have the able bodies of adventurers, their eyes and expressions reveal a softer side that's fond of one another's company all around.
Morbid Tastes. Literally.
Koaratos 19, 5121
A faint, subtly haughty smile crosses the thin lips of a silver-clad dark elven lady as she exchanges a knowing nod with a lily white-skinned aelotoi woman who responds with her own wicked grin as they each extend an open palm outward toward a nearby half-sylvan maiden wearing a perplexed expression. With her other hand, the aelotoi offers the dark elf a small bucket of eyeballs, perhaps real or perhaps not--and sourced from Fash'lo'nae only knows where.
We Love Our Yumi!
Koaratos 20, 5121
With smiling eyes, a minimalistically-dressed brunette aelotoi maiden stands in a large plaza, surrounded by a tall blonde elven lady and a diminutive aelotoi woman with platinum hair who cradles an arm around her. The brunette giggles and glows with joy as her companions playfully defend her from a surprised and amused half-sylvan lass, who shakes her red-haired head and raises her hands in surrender as the elven lady points a war hammer at her in warning and the shorter aelotoi sticks out her tongue.
Starlit Affection
Eorgaen 24, 5122
In the radiant starlight of a midnight sky over a remote field, a svelte human lady with silvery blonde hair wears a smile on her face as she playfully tinkers with the ostentatiously plumed hat of a tanned half-elven man who returns a grin to her. The rest of the man's attire seems pragmatic and grounded in black and caramel tones while the lady's clothing is airy and vividly colored with azure and auroral hues, but they share the same gleam of love for one another within their eyes.
Saraphenia, Aelotoi of Love
Koaratos 27, 5123
Within a bustling tavern constructed inside a moored ship, a short but well-toned aelotoi woman dressed in scarlet and ivory wears an enthusiastic expression as she leans against a taller half-sylvan lady with cherry red hair. As much of the large crowd helps itself to food and drink from the bar, the aelotoi woman exchanges words with two sylvans, two dark elves, a half-elf, a giant, and an aelotoi couple while simultaneously signaling in still more guests from the dock outside with an energetic wave.