Grost art

heard them before I saw them.That slim figure between the horde of Quillbacks.The simple sound of their chittering laughter raised the hair on my skin.Then they were there.The Pack and the Pack Master.Sanity lost to fear as the master knelt down looking at a pair of tracks.Each of the Quillbacks sniffed and chittered again, looking forward, then as I looked where they seemed to track, they faded.That chittering laughter still on the wind.

The mountains, the view. We reflected on our choice once more, the terrible consequences that happened. But we the Sentinels, we accepted this, for we brought it upon ourselves. At least, we could say we had each other left, no matter how horrible this burden may be...

Frinicka Sentinel, For six days after our desolation we traveled West, away from the voided lands, not a sound could be heard in that bitter and sterile landscape. We swore an Oath to protect these lands from consuming the surviving populace, giving our Oath we became the waiting Guardians. We Six Sentinels, …. a mistake …a horrific mistake, please forgive us for we did not know…..

Next conceptual sketching for the next installment of the Concealment series.

Toth King of Keys, Toth since a boy has been an explorer,a wanderer, and strove to open as many doors that barred his way from his conquest. His rise to power has given him influence, strength and loyalty. His kingdom of keys does not dominate through force however and Nor does the King hold lands and keeps. He instead is like the west wind flowing and moving within the land.

Progress on the King of keys, nearing completion and I just wanted to let you know I am still working on drawing

All Elves form a bond with the land, mastering survival skills to thrive at young ages, but the most talented formed as the forward scouts for the War of the Endless Storm.

Entte , the entertainer, the dancer, the one for lust ever after, has to put his best forward. Although he sells his body for those greedy. He longs for the time where he isn't seen as a relief. But as a being.

Storm ruler, a powerful asset in the wars of Four Towers, sadly lost in those wars. Many people with the arcane, stive to become as powerful again, although none have succeeded.

Nadesa Seer of the Forgeten, is thrust into her void sight making the air around her crackle, her scribes rush to gather their ink as the words she mutters will be truth.

Swarm , a massive threat to the dwellers seeming only to have one goal. Eradicate all. As Swarm blunders through the world destroying as they go. One can't but wonder as to what motivation could cause such destruction. There is no stopping Swarm, only to flee and be mercifully over looked

Leilani as a princess had most of her belongings taken from her. she seems destin to always have the things she holds dear stripped from her. when she became Queen, after the tragic death of her father. Queen Leilani swore to hold her kingdom at all costs. she became known throughout the realms as The Queen of Locks she now dwells within her fortified keep sealed away. Now it's become a sort of Pilgrimage in vain attempts to remove the Locked away Queen from her holds.

Rem the Dreamer, wishing for adventure and fantastic tales of her own. She longs to be like one of the tales the story man tells in town, her favorite story is of The Lady of Twilight, a fae creature who's legend for seducing men with her beauty, inevitably to kill them through sexual exhaustion or for the less lucky victims, to be sent away only to grow mad with want for her.

Got some time to do a quick sketch " on the Raven throne" I've been kinda in a slump lately art wise I've been doing the best I've can to push through but sometimes you just have bad art days. I'll push through it though. Getting close to finishing the Queen and near ready to frame her.

Comfort, sometimes Oblivion seems so peaceful. Waiting for her awakening Chelee slumbers near eternal

Cusanus Queen of Locks wip soon to be transferred to a larger canvas

Vilo, in this world, courage falters. When you step into the battlefield, it is how great your fear of death is that will lead to you preservation. Vilo is no such brave soul. His fear is what keeps him strong. He is not honorable. And will use foul methods.