Bilgewater's Queen

Comissions open once again now that im done with drawing giveaway prizes

Dm me  if you have any questions!

Slots: 

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RECEIVING IS GREAT BUT GIVIN BAC IS ALSO IMPORTANT 

so here it is, a giveaway for you guys!

I’ve decided to start designing adoptables ( And i will make more  if this one goes well!)

Dm me if you are interested. Payments will be done through paypal

Along with this you will receive:

the photoshop file if requested

transparent version of the drawing (see through background)

a version of her without her accesories on ( jewelery, cigar holder, fur) 

a 5 euro permanent discount on the “Shaded character” comission type

Ko-fi/ Comission info

A quiet entrance at the door; another man, more rigid and tall in his stance, pored over the scene.

“Hiding? Really, Keane?” He’d mutter to himself, tsk-ing at the prospect.

Replacing his headdress as quickly as he’d removed it, Keane started drinking faster, already ordering 3 more of the same beverage, downing 2 of them in moments.

The captain kept at her slow peace of drinking the rum out of her glass, switching focus between the people singing and dancing at the inn and the waiter that hurriedly brought drinks for the man seated next to her at the table.

Seeing what seemed to fit the description of a vastayan, the redhead examined the uninvited guest before makning the decision of waking her up. She knew they weren’t a necessarily aggressive species and furthermore, almost extinct. As heartless as she was sometimes, Fortune knew not to mess with the balance of nature.

Taking her pistol  out of the holster that hung by her hip, Sarah pointed it towards the window and shot. It was a common practice for when some of her crewmen wouldn’t wake up, the sound of the gunshot was loud enough to scare people

“Wow, you really are as dumb as you look.” 

“Why did you do that?” 

“Shut up shut up shut up…..” 

“If I was a flashlight, where would I be?” 

“For fuck’s sake, woman….” 

“Eh, there’s always tomorrow..” 

“What was I doing with this?” 

“Where the hell are my keys?” 

“Where did you go?” 

“No don’t go there!” 

“If I ignore my phone maybe it’ll ignore me.” 

“Well, that was stupid.” 

“Hello, this is you.” 

“Perhaps I should expose myself to more humans.” 

“Tomatoes have skin. I have skin. Tomatoes and I, we are now one.” 

“Stop talking.” 

“These crackers really are salty sticks of brilliance.” 

“You can do this.” 

“You can’t do this.” 

“I hate this song.” 

“Damn that’s hot.” 

“Wear oven mitts when you do that, idiot!” 

“Why do I even have this?”