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Exalted character #1 - Epsilon

Story

Epsilon was raised in a lunar tribe at the far North of the Creation. The tribe itself was an experiment on social behavior, which supposed that all problems of humanity are caused by denial of animal instincts in human nature.

Epsilon is not an actual name, rather hierarchical number that was assigned to her, based on her innate abilities. She might have not been the best among her "siblings", but she was for sure the most stubborn one.

Once she fell in argument with the tribe leader. To prove her point she climbed the mountain where the giant eagles lived in order to tame one of them. While struggling to get the animal under control Epsilon cut her long braids crafting a leash.

Epsilon came down from this mountain as Zenith Exalted, chosen by the Sun.

Character

Tribal upbringing resulted in low social experience, that is why she seems quite inadequate from time to time. On the other hand she has perfect senses. Her best friend is a giant sentient eagle named Alcvora.

Epsilon’s character is reliable, strict but generous and really stubborn. She is a bit paranoid, always expecting something bad to happen. She believes that failure of anyone in her circle is her own.

She is focused on building a perfect society based on the doctrine taught by her mentor.

Appearance:

Epsilon is above average height; slim, but has some obvious muscles. Her dark hair is decorated with feathers. All of her facial features are a bit heavy. She prefers simple functional clothing, that she rarely changes.

Exalted character #2 - Swan Feather Ledaal

Story

Kissed by the element they said. Being born with hair as white as clouds in summer sky, everyone was sure little Swan Feather Ledaal is destined for second breath. That is why from early years she was provided with best tutors possible and quickly proved to be gifted in the arts of war, especially exceeding in wielding a sword. As a descendant of Ledaal, Swan was raised a zealous follower of Immaculate faith, hoping to join the Wild Hunt one day. Her mother, Grace of Dancing Heron Ledaal, was proud of her daughter. That is why she overlooked some of Swan's less desirable interest for arts and crafts.

Through the school years Swan talent for fencing grew even stronger, as she was able to easily bit most of her class mates, including some of those, who were lucky to exalt. However her own exaltation didn't seem to rush. By the age of 14 her once supportive mother barely looked her way. Swan grew desperate for praises she used to receive so often, engaging in more unnecessary fights. During one of the school fights with exalted dragonblooded, she have noticed the fascination in non-exalted kids' eyes, that follow her fight. For all the unlucky ones, she was a living testament that they are still capable or worth of anything. Swan started to pay more attention to the spectators of her fights. Soon she learned simple truth - any dynast kid like to be a dragonblooded exalted, but no one like dragonblooded exalts. As attention and love was all she wanted - Swan Feather embraced the role of the champion for all the non-exalts.

AT around 19 years Swan Feather were called back home to assist her mother. One of the regions under their family reign were suffering of the severe draught, the problem could be boiled down to the fact, that local gods were struggling to assist citizens in the times of need, as they were weekend with extended draught, and unfortunately next praying season were nowhere near. Despite her immaculate faith upbringing, Swan decided to act. She envisioned statue of City guardians engraved in the cliff overlooking the main square that will be only visible when sun is in zenith, and when you are kneeling. There is nothing suspicious about beggar kneeling on the street under the angry sun, she decided.

With the sunset Swan left the mansion and get to work. She's been working all night, with no rest, and despite all the odds completed the work in time. When the first rays of sun lit carved surface she exalted as a chosen of Sun.

Now Swan is roaming creation as one of the leaders of the small mercenary band. Trying to come to piece with her own nature, and finding a new purpose in life.

Appearance Swan wears various clothes, however there are certain distinguish elements she gravitates too: 1. Electric blue colour 2. Statement earrings 3. Asymmetrical or unusual cuts.

Figting style

Swans weapon of choice two light swords named Sunlit Talon and Bloodsoaked Talon.

Swan is a master swardswoman. She knows it, she is proud of it.... And she is arrogant about it. With most of the foes she will start a fight holding a sword with her left hand. She will switch it to right hand, when the oponnent is worthy. Her second sword is only pulled out of elsewhere when the fight is genuinely exciting.

Anima

Swans Anima is crown made out of swords. When she is in a middle of fight (or stone carving) and hold her swords, essence flowing to the sword tip presents as a wing of swords along her arm. One for each sword equipped.

So.. I have done a new art of really old character Ying the Red Crow. Last time I draw her was in 2016 years ago and she looked like this

Someone else might be drawing her right now *blush* and I realise she might be due some redesign. That what I done with arguable success.

Thing is I like a lot of details, but I HATE the overall outcome. Guess it is still done.

Still counts towards the new year resolution goal of 50 total art.

Funny thing, content of the book was kindly provided by my 6 years old daughter. She said: "Write there I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH and then cross everything as she is a witch and loves no one". And this weirdly strike a point, as the last time I touched the character she was recovering after her beloved one died.

What I can say….. the best present ever!!!!

We had a Valentine's themed art trade event over at the Forge of Wonders where I got to challenge my art skills by sending two characters on an outing!

Here's my take on a date between @annacory-blog's Twilight Caste Solar, Gale, and my Koh, the hotshot gunslinging male persona of my Eclipse Caste, Kalara.

Anna told me for a date, Gale would love a mischievous evening or reading quietly, so I thought "Why not both?" and sent them on a date to break into a dynast's heretical Scarlet Empress library for a picnic.

Meanwhile, Koh's bodyguard, Night Locust, watches on, despite being told to stay at home. He's glad the boss is having fun, but is secondhand embarrassed at the boss reading lines from "Scarlet Empress Unbound" a purportedly true account of the Empress' secret sexy adventures. 😆

Painted in Procreate with final touches in Photoshop. ---- Enjoy some detail shots of the heretical library:

And finally, a video so you can see how much of a disaster this image was at the start before I was able to salvage it.

Better later than never! LawSan week, and two dorks with two terrible flirting techniques

And yes! The most important part of it all is the glass :)

I need to do that now!!!!!

The best things to draw are great fights and good kisses. Here’s a kiss challenge for anybody with OC’s! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Fanart on fanfic - First time ever.

Well, here is the thing. I am not much a fanart person, did few in my life. But fanart for fanfic - is a complete novelty.

However when you fell in love with a relatively rare pairing, you run out of things to stare at quickly. And now I feel a need to add something for other people to stare!

This is a fanart for fanfic of @ulysses000 that can be loosely translated from Russian as "Challenges of shared living space".

Below the art is a little translation, to give this scene some context!

"Well" - Trafalgar starts with mocking tone - "I thought you would be more upset about loosing the game." Sanji hides sly smile behind the glass of wine.

"I think you didn't get it, benet. Who have lost? This was a clear win. At least for Luffy. Who cares if we were stripped of all the points and disqualified?!"

"You have lost. Just accept it." Sanji makes another sip. His eyes remains locked on eyes. They are full of challenge, unknown trepidation, ocean of confusing playfulness.

"Then maybe you'll allow me to smoke in the room as a consolation prize?" - he asks. Glass of wine put aside with almost no sound, and Sanji moves tiny bit closer.

"No. " - Law replies with a smirk. Feeling other's warm palms gently pressed to his arm and chest.

"Pretty pleeeease" - Sanji begs. Voice pleading, sweet. Fingers slightly tighten, - "We didn't get an S rank just now, only because my body impitoyablement demands nicotine."

"No." - Law stretches the sound with pretence arrogance, putting his empty glass aside too.

"May be you can… I don't know lift me outside the window, so i can smoke? You did it during the game, haven't you.." Trafalgar immediately gets what younger is talking about. He snickers with closed mouth, happy his abilities were praised, alas slightly overestimated.

"On the game I haven't lifted you, I have lift your load bearing vest. I can only move inanimate objects."

"Et alors? I am sure you can come up with an idea. Je ne veus pas descendre... Cent pour cent porter will get mad. She'll get that i am drunk…" Law thinks if there is actually anything he can do. There is one option, but older man utterly confused, why he is even bothered with nearly childish demands of the blond? Why him being unnecessary tactile and shamelessly occupying Law's bed, is not at all irritating? On a contrary feels natural. It might be the alcohol. For sure it is alcohol!

"That depends to which extend you are willing to go for a single smoke…" - Trafalgar's voice is sinister, but Sanji, nevertheless, perks up with the hope. Blue sphere covers their dorm room, and butterfly knife slowly creeps out of backpack pocket and jumps to Law's hand.

"I can cut off you head." - he suggests. Blue eyes shining in a soft light of a table lamp. Sanji smiles with half mad smile, almost as a serial killer, or a drug addict on his high - confident.

"Go for it." If only for his own comfort, Trafalgar throws one leg over and sits on Sanji's laps. One hand holds head, lifts it slightly to expose refined neck. Vein pulses under soft, translucent skin. Law swallows nervously. Sharp knife pressed to the skin while he considers best trajectory for the cut.

"Are you not scared?" - Trafalgar asks. Question mostly directed to him self, as he feels suddenly confused, thoughts scattered.

"Nope." - Sanji's eyes are half opened, relaxed. - "I know you wouldn't kill me."

The cutest version of Sanji I’ve seen!!!

one piece posting yayayayayay

I wanted to put a fancy colours on it but never made it…

So just post it like this for now.

May be one day….

Drawn from the reference picture found on Pinterest. I believe it is actually a movie frame…

Original from Pinterest is here

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