Waddup. Not dead, just busy being a boy and working for the government. Also, enjoying doing most of my art in bullet-point pens on sticky notes that don't leave the office.
idk if any young person needs to hear this but when you work at a job you absolutely can google anything you don’t know or ask someone for help. school has you conditioned to think you have to have everything memorized all the time but let me tell you. I am dumb as shit and I am great at my job because it’s not a test, it’s just work. the more resources you utilize the better.
Took one of my sketchbook sketches and cleaned it up in photoshop! At first I thought I’d make some minor tweaks and adjustments but then I ended up drawing over the entire thing 🤭
Y’shtola: Where are the others?
G’raha: Oh, Rhea’to mentioned something about a strategy meeting?
Estinien: Aye. Seren said the same. He and Lancien left together a few hours past.
Y’shtola: This is the third one in so many days. I’m beginning to believe “strategy meeting” is code for something else entirely.
G’raha & Estinien: [mumbled noises of agreement]
Left to right: Seren (WoL), Rhea’to (mercenary), Lancien (former Temple Knight)
Seren: I wish I was more like you.
Estinien: Strange, coming from the Warrior of Light. Why?
Seren: Nothing seems to frighten you.
Estinien: I have known fear. Many times. There is nothing to admire.
Seren: But it never stops you.
Estinien: Because there is a difference between feeling it and falling to it.
Seren: So how do you stop yourself from falling?
Estinien: Not that long ago, I would have said anger. Rage. Blind hatred. But now… I remember the people who rely on me. Who need me to push through.
Seren: … That is worthy of admiration, Estinien.
Estinien: I don’t do it to be admired.
Seren: Even more so, then.
Truly hate the way "did this person do something that actually harmed someone" and "do they deserve to be unpersoned for it" are considered the same question
I’m damaging you I’m damaging you I’m damaging you are you mad? do you hate me? are you mad? do you hate me? don’t look at the hoes I came in with look at me