Tyto Strix is a northern nobleman and scout heir to the marches along a hotly contested border. His eyes are almost like black coal and his unruly hair is an ice blonde complimenting the wintery steppes that he calls home.
Self explanatory. It's a woman reading a book on a chaise. Also stay tuned for me attempting to keep up with Inktober prompts this October, the first time I'll participate, because I never had the time before. I still don't have the time... but I couldn't wait any longer so here I go.
A series of drawings I did digitally developing Florien ir'Litvin as a character as well as a little scene featuring him and Enna ir'Olar --- The whistling of the blizzard outside dropped into a lull as a gleaming gold chalice was passed between the Seekers. Candles winked out one at a time, dropping the temple into a pervasive gloom. Enna and Florien drank deeply, crimson lingering on their lips. Senses overwhelmed with magic, they leaned against each other. They could feel each other's heart thrumming unsteadily in their chest as they were gifted with a clarity that only their blood could bring. Together they knew they could face anything the year would bring.
Children adorn our lives. They’re so innocent, carefree, and open to the world! They are not burdened by adult problems... If only we could be kids again!
