Local Tree Man

commission for @catboy-beb0p got kinda experimental with it but i like it

You got the small details I hit you with so well like the apotropaic tattoo and the Rider-Waite moon on the book. And the stuff you added was inspired (the moon's reflection haloing his head like a crown). And the way you drew the river. If I showed someone this and told them there was a god in there, they'd believe me.

Had to go off T while i was home, but i'm going back to uni in october and it'd be swell if i could get back on it by the year's end

Goal's at $100, which i know is a lot to ask but it's gonna cover a year's supply pretty much, and just. generally gonna make a guy happy

Speed sculpt for

Happy belated Hogswatch, I hope you will enjoy this bc it has consumed me these holidays.

I am successfully being bullied into making a chaos marine OC. His name is Hestian Fornaxus and he's an evil halloween pumpkin. I'll actually finish a design for him...some day. I'm just cribbing Thurston Hillman's homework and using the Endless Conflagration as a staging ground for this loser.

Initial doodle:

Unfinished sketch below

And accompanying Sister Chew in the Nurgirlies, please welcome to the stage

Mama Caul (and some of the orphans she helps raise)

A priestess of Nurgle upon The Carbuncle station/abby/convent, Mama Caul is a deeply mutated Ogryn woman who was SO fuckin fun to draw I really love her design. She's so sweet. And so stinky. I love her big doofy tummy mouth.

Hide and Seek MVP for 117 years running. You know those fish that hide their babies in their mouth? That.

The Carbuncle takes in all manner of orphans, but they particularly revere the sick, the wounded, and mutants, their mission almost one of mercy for children otherwise left behind by the horrors of war. I'm not gonna say they have a great survival rate, given that infectious diseases are encouraged and they view those lost to consumption as divine sacrifices, not lost but taken into the loving grasp of their grandfather to spend eternity in his garden

but like

at least they go with full bellies? IDK it's not a great scene but nothing in this setting is a good scene.

love me some wretched little wastrels. I call these three Spurs, Scabs, and Snoozy.

I put the monsters in, they take all my gore out.

A mouth-watering fuck-ton of hand angle references.