And I'm playing Enderal again
Now I'm plaing for a phasmalist again, this is my third prophet
They are from left to right: a psychologically unstable young scientist, a widow-huntress with the character of a caring mom and a rabid werewolf pirate
It's funny that I'm writing a little fan fiction on Enderal not about Tarael and the prophet-scientist, whom I ship, but with a huntress, because who but a wonderful woman with a big heart will help rehabilitate after such a shit
it's clearly not worth waiting for help from a dude with addictions and depression:/
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Jespar D'al Varek fanart I made in 2020/21? Also around my switch from PS cs6 to Krita. Somehow I remember this was still drawn in PS, but heck, I'm not even sure. Not that it matters.
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𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁
Happy birthday to me 💫 it’s a tradition🤫
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I dunno if this is going to make it's way to Tumblr, but I figure it's on the Discord servers. Either way, tossing it on the ol' archive for me.
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Transcendence is punishment enough
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my lil lady for the enderal star summer night :D!
ok ngl i regret not doing an illustrative piece but i also finished this during finals week so yk what. it’s okay. i deserve a break
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wonder if tealor briefly had a sense of deja vu when looking at the prophet for the first time. like they were strangely familiar. through the fog of his memories, he sees a flash of 3 years before, when he was approached by a shadow figure who emanated the same otherworldly aura. the prophet is naive and untrained. but the shadow god, despite still being early on in their quest, was already ready and waiting to take on fate
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prophetess sketch
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All that I owe the fellows of the grave
And all the dead bequeathed from pale estates
Lies in the fortuned bone, the flask of blood,
Like senna stirs along the ravaged roots.
O all I owe is all the flesh inherits,
My fathers' loves that pull upon my nerves,
My sisters tears that sing upon my head
My brothers' blood that salts my open wounds
Dylan Thomas
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Old Calia Sakaresh art, from 2020/21 (?) - i remember i was still trying to get used to Krita. :D
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Winter outfit for Siri ❄️
This thing has two versions but originally had way more because I was unable to pick colors. Grateful to my patrons for their opinions!
Still, had to make two. First is with a small hint of art nouveau and the second is just flats ⛸ I MISSED LINEART!
And it’s the first art post of this year 😄and this month as well. Let’s see if I’m able to make an art piece each month 🤔
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