Apr 25, 2021
a couple of sketches i've been working on that i wanted to share with you guys!!!
top sketch is a ennomi playing with kiasmi's hair, bottom sketch is my imagining of pazzil's ancestor. more under the cut!
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a couple of sketches i've been working on that i wanted to share with you guys!!!
top sketch is a ennomi playing with kiasmi's hair, bottom sketch is my imagining of pazzil's ancestor. more under the cut!
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woohoo! itās finally done. i have to say, i had so much fun with this, but i 100% gave up when it came time to do the faces. this is the final version of the lineup i posted like a week ago! iām really liking this au.
wow, me drawing backgrounds?? hm. impossible.
i realized i havenāt talked a whole lot about kiasmi. the easiest way to describe her is probablyĀ āsolitary.ā she really doesnāt enjoy being around other trolls, especially after her experiences with the church and her ex-communication from it. she just doesnāt feel a connection to the rest of society. after everything sheās lost, sheās kind of given up on relationships.
thatās not to say she doesnāt enjoy some things. she spends a lot of her time by the sea and just watching things change around her. i also have this image of her listening to the troll equivalent of french music and opera (which i recognize sounds pretentious but you know). she also spends a lot of time caring for her lusus who is very high-maintenance.
kiasmi stared at the ground in abject horror as the reality of what was happening began to sink in. she couldnāt see out of her right eye, but she could feel what she knew to be her blood beginning to stain her fingers. she choked back a sob as the sound of laughter filled the air. how could this happen? her own brothers and sisters turned against her? where did she go wrong?
āyou better get yourself back to your hive, heretic, and pray hard to the messiahs.ā she heard one say. she watched them walk away with her remaining eye and stood up slowly. yes, she thought. i need to pray.
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this is a redraw of something from like 6 months ago that i hoped i could improve upon. to tell the truth, i donāt like the final product as much as i wanted to. it doesnāt feel as detailed and polished as it could be.