Was working on expanding the character design of my steampunk vampire Lumin Vasile. I'm finally working my way up to writing a script for a webcomic featuring him. I'll need to do a few more outfits for him but I think I have a better sense of his style from this outfit alone.
Another Leuna (angelic, sapient, chimera) design. This one is named Lume. He radiates pleasant warmth , can control fire, improves the luck of those around him, and is uncharacteristically wealthy.
A pop culture icon from the 80's and 90's from Clemence's world,A lot of food,plant and even object people grew up watching him.there is toys,clothes,etc of him.Gladys Gobstopper is a huge fan of him.she even has the theme song as her smartphone ringtone.
I couldn't resist the glitter so I added it.my favorite underated superhero!it was quite simple painting him.this is my second character painting so far.
A spooky mixture of A bearded vulture and a vampire bat. I named him Merlot, he is what I call a false pheonix. Merlot can survive forever as long as he consumes blood, but he needs a lot.
You’re never too old to be stylish and express yourself! Adam has been a fashion designer for 15 years and has about 50 fancy suits in his collection! That’s why he asked Ami to draw him in his favorite outfit
Every night Daruna tells the moon goodnight. Daruna loves to wander the world and to explore the surrounding.
Thank you and wish you a wonderful day! :))))
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.
--- His wide doll-like eyes go distant as he focuses on the assembled bones from the crypt. Tendrils of blood knit between his long fingers as he begins to weave his spell-work, expertly puppeting the dead. Their bones scrape against each other assembling into familiar shapes. His old friends sway in the dusty air. Their hollow eyes stare back at him awaiting a command. It comes once they're all upright. The Karnathi warriors don their armour and raise their weapons again despite the laws that forbid it, despite what may wait for Sir ir'Olar when judgement comes for him. This was what he was raised to do. It was cruel for the world to toss him aside now that things are peaceful.
