I’m teaching myself how to paint digitally. First off, practicing really simple shapes.
Page 89 colors. This tumblr is always a page behind my main site.
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Rough doodle I did today at work. I’m working on expanding it.
Some rough pencils for page 90. Not quite working yet, but on its way!
Inks for page 89. Colors will be up soon!
Finished page 88!
The Scarrow Man
“Centuries ago, before the Lamplighters stamped out the myriad faiths of the Empire, the Wirran plains were home to seventeen gods. The plainsfolk believed the Natural World to be sentient and these spirits held Dominion over their Aspect. The Nature of the Land is malleable and powerful thoughts can manifest all manner of things. Many were Powerful, but none more so than the Scarrow Man.
”The Scarrow Man was a being of Judgment so Absolute even the other sixteen spirits of Wirra were not immune. It is said the Scarrow Man cared only for two things: punishing the Wicked, and the sweet flesh of the Ulan (a type of plains-deer). On his night, what we call Felling Night in the modern age, the Scarrow Man was believed to wander from village to village, collecting the Wicked from their homes and bringing holy Retribution. He was said to ride a savage dagon with eyes of fire, and leading a wild Entourage of wicked spirits in a feverish chase through the plains. The only safety was in anointing your lintel with the blood of the Ulan, and the Scarrow Man would pass you by…as long as you remained indoors.
”Of course, all of this is legend and hearsay. In the centuries since Xanus Exiled the gods, not one has reappeared to curse our shores with their poisoned shadows. None alive can remember a time when a god still walked the Land, and we are all the better for it.”
Excerpt from A Compleat History of the Thousandfold Land
by Breagan Marcus
Lamplighter of the White Path
High Sophist of the Imperial College
WIP of page 88 of my webcomic Keys, found at http://keys.spiderforest.com
It’s about magic and secrets and monsters in the dark. Updates weekly (more or less).
Avery (pictured on the horse) seeks out a fleeting shadow that caught his eye and finds something else.
Juggernauts
Selana Kovacz and Gregori Yantano, two of the feared Juggernauts. The Juggernauts are elite soldiers wearing mechanical armor built by the Ancient North, and just one of them could halt a small army.
Selana is Cestani, born and raised before its annexation by the Empire. A turncoat, she fled her home and joined the Imperial Legion as one of the few choices left to her, and quickly rose through the ranks. She is a skilled tactician and excellent combatant. She won her near legendary armor from the previous Ogre Juggernaut in a game of Flux, a complicated exercise in strategy and mental acrobatics. He played masterfully; she was better.
Gregori is an Imperial, born and bred. He comes from a long line of generals and war heroes, and distinguished himself 10 years ago during the Cestani conflict. He single-handedly eradicated the royal line of Cestania, killing all people within the palace and breaking the backs of the rebels within the capital of Cerona. As a result, he is often referred to as the Butcher of Cerona by the people of the north.
