My role was to serve my people as a tactician.
My name was my rank. I had a soul.
But magic awakened within me, and my role changed.
My mind — trained and carved for purpouse — ceased to matter.
Reduced to a beast, they stripped away my soul and bound me in chains.
Is this the wisdom of the Qun?..
Filled in this sketchbook page with heavy black ink and dark blue marker strokes to make the orange and yellow glow pop. Drawn with technical pen and alcohol markers.
Hello, my name is Dane Mullen, 
