Saturday, October 29, 2005
Do You Believe In Me?
I can't believe in myself.
I saw the center picture on sxc one day and the title (Do You Believe In Me?) and thought of the RP character I act out in the new RP with Abigail. He starts as a shepherd who can't remember his childhood, then when he is captured by slave-traders they find out by a mark on his chest that he is the prince and heir to the throne. He escapes with the help of a wanderer, Kiel, who he later find out was an old friend of his when he was little, and that "Kiel" is actually Kila, or Elizabeth. He starts to train himself so he can take up his heirship without making a fool of himself, but his time is cut short when he is captured by a treasure-hunter looking to turn him in for the huge reward over his head. "Kiel" finds and rescues him again, and when he's just let out a sigh of relief he finds out one of his older sisters is getting married within two weeks to a lord Kiel is determined is corrupt. He has to face himself, and decides he has no choice but to go to the capitol whether or not he is prepared.
The puppy on the left is Hunter, his new dog after his old one was killed by the slave-traders. The man above the puppy is Nashar, the corrupt lord. Above that is a wolf (I suppose it has something to do with Tiran's shepherd life, it somehow just found its way into the manip), and to the right are stars. Tiran had a talk with his boss, Mr. Wels, about the stars one night after he found out who he was, in which Mr. Wels encouraged him to look to the Only One, and Tiran shrugged it off. Below that is, obviously, Tiran, and some book (Mr. Wels teaches him to read). Beside that is Kila. I am rather proud of her because I had to paint her shirt and the cloak is another layer. Above her is herself, younger, probably from one of Tiran's memories. The N that's faded out is... complicated. Let's just say Tiran has it branded on his arm.
This isn't my best creation, but I'm liking it.
Stock:
Wolf - someone on DA
Tiran, Nashar, Hunter, book, young Kila - sxc
Kila - Morgiana
Stars - Google I think
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Liagiba
Let it Go
Let it go
This fallen world
Doesn't hold your interest
Doesn't hold your soul
Let it go
~Daisy, Switchfoot
Jrohest's version. She's cold, but breakable. Beautiful but lost.
Stock:
Texture - ~Autumnsgoddess
Liagiba - Liv Tyler
Brushes - Rhysin.Graphics
Love?
This is Liagiba. Or rather, Liagiba's POV on herself, you could say. One of two which I will be showing.
Stock:
Texture - ~Autumnsgoddess
Liagiba - Liv Tyler
Brushes - Rhysin.Graphics
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
False Escape
Gasping and wheeze-moaning, he turned back. The opening was gone.
-Karen Hancock, The Light of Eidon
This is Abramm with Shettai in the false tunnel. I've been wanting to do something with Abramm forever... hopefully with *Cobweb-stock. I couldn't figure out what to do with him, though, and while stumbling through some pictures found this forgotten one. I grabbed it immediately and made this.
While in a fight with a veren (a ringwraith, bird-like thing), Abramm for a moment looked helpless against it in front of Shettai, his, erm, beloved. She threw herself in front of him, and in it recieved a mortal wound which she died from about five to ten minutes later. Abramm and Trap were still being attacked, and having no better hope they ran for a false tunnel they had been warned not to enter. Abramm brought Shettai's body. This is him grieving in the cave. The two ghosts/memories are Shettai. The light to the left is from Trap, using the Light to cleanse himself from the veren blood.
This completes the package of fan art I'm sending to Karen Hancock, hopefully today. :)
Stock:
Shettai: http://dove-stock.deviantart.com/
Abramm and Shettai: Someone on DA
Cave: Sxc
Brushes: Rhysin.Graphics
Texture: =Resurgere
Monday, October 17, 2005
I Love My Love
What Am I?
Caught
--"Rebbecca!"
She turned, startled by her father's voice. Quickly she hid the tri-corner hat behind her back, fearing he would see it and guess her intent. He would never let her join the revolution, not after John and Nathan where already taken.
His grey eyes looked her up and down. They snagged on something by her waste, and when she glanced at it she found a corner of the hat was exposed to his interrogation. Her eyes flew to his. "It's not what you think!" she cried as he marched toward her.
Snatching the hat, he snapped, "They will not have you."--
Idea, me. Photographer, Laura. New skirt and bounce, birthday. The vest is Laura's.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Simple Words
I was going back and editing something Abigail and I wrote together while she was here, about a main character in ETOLT 3-4, Van, and his son (who's just a baby in 4). The day she flew into DC I started getting mental images of Éonan, the son, yelling at his father about something. I was very curious about this, so we decided to write about it and see where little 'Nan would take us. What came out is a 40 page short story. If you are at all interested, feel free to email. I made this title page to go along with the story.
Stock:
Boar - Google
Flowers & Texture - =Resurgere
Eye & background - sxc
Brushes - Rhysin.Graphics.
Dagger - the flying dolphin-stock
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Flatter
Friday, October 07, 2005
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Unspoken Trails
Yes, this is a remix of Forest Guide. A commenter (Jolene) suggested that I try to make it have a warmer look, so I have, and I've added a layer. (See, if you comment, I'll do whatever you say! (Okay, maybe not.))
Texture:
=Resurgere
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Autumn Running
Down the Path
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