I draw because real life is boring

Still trying to figure out Thans dragon form. As of right now, the wolfish serpent(lung) seems like an appropriate choice. — There are several subclasses of dragons. Than belongs in the flying serpent class. A small dragon able to take flight without the use of wings. His kind is rather lithe and excel more with the likes of magic and science than with strength and athleticism(though nothing to take lightly in a fight, as they probably can, and will, blast you to kingdom come). They rely on indirect confrontation rather than the heat of the battle.

Dragons do not have last names. They gain titles as they grow and earn status among their people. Than earned his more than rude title as a young dragon, after all pigments in his scales and feathers vanished. Making him a dull black and grey. Most dragons has both over and under-colors creating unique patterns.

Though the title was mentioned as a jest by the younglings, Than grew into the title with pride. Even in his adult years he added the old title along with his new one. Than, the grey keeper.

Character study of Kadi aufLiam, child of beast. The hybrid fae.

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I’m sorry if her title seems a bit edgy, but in the story that’s basically what she is. Her father is of the fae and something commonly known as beastkin. So, as she’s with mixed blood she’d be called something akin to ‘child of beast’ rather than bastard or halfblood(both equally insulting to her and her kin). The title means the father/mother never disowned or abandoned the child, even with it’s impure blood.

Though she and Liam had a rough start in their relationship; him not realizing he had a kid until she already was four or five years old, he took the responsibility once he did without question. After the initial shock of meeting one another they slowly realized she had inherited most traits from her father, both physically and mentally. Good and bad…

Kadi is, with lack of a better word, a wild card. Young, confident and an insufferable flirt, pretty much like her dad. Though, where he has had a lifetime of calming down and settle into his place in the world, Kadi is still trying to find hers.

When not traveling with her father, Kadi spends most of her days as a tracker/hunter near the stretch of mountains splitting Fendell, the ruthless continent neighboring Dalin and Amastus. It’s a beautiful, but rough landscape littered with plains and thick forests. The main city, Hollowstone, sticks out from one of the mountains, creating a fortress-like stone structure. People of all races intermingle there in a chaotic mess of politics and culture, creating perhaps one of the most diverse cities in comparison to the other two continents.

Kadi prefers the smaller villages and towns, but occasionally ventures into the bigger city in search of better jobs. Most of the mercenary guilds set base only in large cities and her skills can in many cases be found useful when a tracker is needed. That, and there’s brothels there for cold or lonely nights.

Face study of Than and his various moods. (Grumpy/normal - challenging/taunting - bored/indifferent - bashful/shy/smiling)

Grumpy and prone to ignore people he finds uninteresting or annoying. Which is at most times everyone.

Than needs gear as well. —

This one is not the final product, as it’s heavily inspired by one of the outfits from Skyrim.

Than might look borderline posh, but is everything but. All his clothes has rips and tears. New garments usually never lasts long in the alchemist-dragons hands. To Morrins and Cainans big frustration, neither does their clothes as Than frequently uses what he has available as rags or such in his experiments.

Cainan, the sentinel.

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Gold would, in most cases, be considered a warm colour. But the way Cainans stare traveled over Than gave him nothing but cold chills. The guard did not trust him, and Than could to some extent, understand. Strangers weren’t uncommon in this place, but people like himself were.

Than shrugged his shoulder, forcing himself to relax. While readying his pipe with the driest leaves of tobacco he’d ever experienced, he began to talk.

“So… does this arrangement give you permission to speak? Or will I have to endure this… companionable silence for the extent of my stay here?” Than smirked jokingly over at the nemean sitting in his chair, arm leaned on his jaw. He said nothing, of course. This language-barrier would prove to become quite the challenge, as things stood.

Than began lighting his pipe, settled neatly between his teeth, steadily puffing the tiny ember to life. Ashen smoke swirled around his face and fingers. The taste was mediocre at best, but it would do until he could get his hands on a peddler from across the continent. Nothing could compete against Tarrins tobacco.

Looking back to the blonde nemean guarding him, for the time being, Than let out a slow stream of smoke. The nemean lifted his eyebrows, silent question on his face.

“Yes, I’m talking to you. I’m bored.” He sneered, feeling a pout forming on his face. The bruise ached with a tender pulse at the movement.

The nemean replied at that, not a question, but a statement. Deep tones of an accent entirely unknown to Than. Than had no idea what he said of course, but caught the gist of its meaning when the man nodded towards his pipe. Frown apparent on his face.

“Unhealthy or not, I enjoy it.” Than grimaced, lifting the instrument purposefully towards his mouth. He turned his face toward the window, taking in the dusty streets below them. Humans, fae and beasts mingling together. Flittering about, busy trying to get to wherever their day led them.

The nemean let out a snort, or a stifled laugh. Than smiled to himself. At least the man could be joked with. It was good to know not all nemeans shared his last guards personal traits. He rested a shoulder against the splintered edge of the window.

Dusk approached. No more words were spoken that day. They both sat in silence, strangers sharing the momentary peace.

Harem pants! And an actual size reference at the same time. Kadi is not impressed.

This is actually one of the above characters traditional garments(cultural), can you guess who’s? The attire is usually worn simple, like above, or with decorated jewelry(made with personalized stones and gems fitting the color of of its wearer). The top is usually absent or a loosely fitted draping of some sort. Also matching the colors of the person.