Paisleypen

“Postenago!” she cursed loudly at his direction, getting up from her chair but Hiravias was already several paces ahead. He stopped briefly and with a grin, taunted her with the sight of the tortoiseshell comb in his hand.

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Sliding in just under the wire! Here’s the POE Mini Bang entry for myself and @fuckyeahhiravias ! This piece is a lot more complex than I normally draw, but it was really fun and challenging. Also pretty fun: reading chapters Ist'Tyrr sent me >:) Be sure to read the fic below!

hi I love nothing more than to make tiny changes to Ket and paint new PoE portraits for her

the before of a before and after for penny in fallout

“And look at you, out here, deliberately not ignoring the one noble that’s actually present.”

“Not that much of a noble anymore, remember?” Celedil takes a step towards the other mer as a window opens in the mead hall, releasing the soft and slow melody of a harp-played ballad, “Which I am kind of thankful for, given that I wouldn’t have been able to do this, back then.”

He bows, low and formal, offering a hand to Wenselyr whose big and bright amber eyes merely blink at it. Celedil swallows the thick sense of nerves in his throat, and smiles,

“May I?”

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Something I’ve been working on on the side! Because you’ll have to pull my love of making outfits for my ocs out of my cold dead hands. It was really fun deciding what pieces of clothing she repurposed and what she used a lot, and how her silhouette should look. Especially since she came to the Dyrwood with like. 3 changes of clothes.