#tsh'ander

Verrim is a priest of the House of the Sun, a seer serving under the First of Gold and Gleaming, Sulla. Verrim was born without his right arm and about a third of both lungs as part of a bargain his mother struck with Sulla to assure Verrim couldn’t be taken from her.

Tsh'ander (pics 1 and 2) goes through some shit after she finally meets Marashac (pic 3). It's nice to see her with the eyepatch again after so long, as that's really how she's always looked in my head. Also! This is the first time I've drawn Mara in literal years and I'm pretty pleased with her. Our pretty antagonist finally has a face. ( @zoegears @cuddledragon this is the woman who forcibly tears herself out of the tree all covered in sap at the end of chapter 3, isn't she lovely?)

Deidric -- What is a soul but a burdensome thing, all full of indecision and heartache? Be grateful that you'll never feel the weight of a soul in your chest; thank the stars you'll never know what it is to drown in sorrow. Relia -- The golden daughter of the gilded leader of a city carved from alabaster and bone, does she ever feel the pressure of a world's worth of expectations fighting to bury her alive? Tsh'ander -- Such work you've done, struggling through the woods into the world outside, taking everything and everyone with you. You've worked so hard, we love you, and we will never be more ashamed. Verrim -- When the sun reached down with all its hands and he only had one with which to reach back, is that when the light withdrew and left him to wade through the fire of foresight alone? Myn -- It's only in those private moments, when she closes her eyes and the world is reflected back through vision that has never seen the long road of forever. She settles, stills, sleeps. She never wants to be alone. Tyalaskr -- You've been out of place so long, perhaps you never had a place to begin with. There's no doubt it would have been so much better if this--if you--had never come to pass. Riv -- What have you done? You must return it to the cycle, return it to the heavens, remove it before the blackening reaches the coil of creation buried in your breath.

Tyalaskr takes up the entire third row and he’s the unfortunate result of an aur being bred with an afiri, a species of demon constructed during the first war. He’s ancient, exhausted, tiny and loves the world too much to let it fall apart on his watch. He’s also Riv’s best friend.