My buff orc wife Killian. Sitting pose references from this.
I know I;ve been kind of dead on here lately, I’ve been working on assignments, commissions, and Sydney Supanova stuff. So many things. In between all of that, I’ve also found time to listen to TAZ, and I love it so much (its so good to listen to when colouring stuff and such).
Anyway, you’re all super nice, and I don’t know how to draw crossbows.
A bandit gang preys on wounded and weary adventurers
as they straggle down the road from the dungeon
to the city.
A black cloak was stolen from the Burnt Bridge tavern
last night; sewn into the hem is a treasure map.
A gigantic egg appeared in the town square last night.
No one knows what might hatch out of it, but it’s
going to happen soon.
A deity walks the city streets disguised as a humble
A hot-tempered knight has promised all his lands to
his brother if he is bested at the upcoming jousting
A leading churchman has announced a heretical
doctrine; his fellow priests have demanded that he
recant, on pain of excommunication.
A wrestler named Drón Goldentress will perform
three great quests for anyone who can beat her in
Agitation grows in a neighboring land for a renewed
war against the kingdom.
An eerie dog with glowing eyes stalks the city at
night. The magnificent sorcerer Furioso was bitten by
it, and now he can barely remember his own name.
Ditchdiggers unearthed an ornate tin casket the other
day. They can’t figure out how to open it, but won’t
let anyone else try, either.
Drinking a poison surely meant for someone else,
the meek baker Oswald dropped dead in a tavern
During the day, the headsman’s daughter appears
rather homely, but under the moonlight, she is the
fairest young maiden in the realm.
Every hundred years or so, a black, venomous rain
falls on the city, killing hundreds of people. A recurrence
is months overdue.
The Superordinate Six, a band of famed adventurers,
have failed to return from an expedition to the Rat
Goblins tunneled a good distance under the city walls
last year, but the authorities covered it up.
Grave robbers have been digging up the bones of
slain adventurers. They must be working for a lich
or evil wizard.
Luriez the horse trader is auctioning off Bravo, a
clever and magnificent steed. His former owner,
a luckless mercenary, lost him in a dice game.
Magic items sold by Antesos Three-Beard have a
peculiar way of finding their way back to his shop
after the purchasers die.
Many of a famous knight’s heroic feats were in fact
performed by his squire, a young girl dressed as
Mercenaries have taken sanctuary in the temple; the
high priests want them out but are forbidden by the
tenets of their faith to expel them.
Pound for pound, the most valuable treasure in town
is not silver or gold, but the cache of saffron hidden
in the spice merchant’s shop.
Priestess Ciana has great healing powers, but those
she raises from the dead sometimes take on her
Pulsing green lights are frequently observed near the
abandoned mines south of the city.
Recent rains flooded the catacombs beneath the city;
strange things are floating to the surface.
Someone is stealing all of the town’s church bells.
Somewhere in the city, the priceless Altar of Kych is
hidden in plain sight.
The armorer Casabon just received a shipment of
Zhenish steel, which will make fine blades for those
who can afford them.
The astronomer Harun the Subtle reports sighting a
circle of new red stars in the sky. The Royal Astrological
Society has offered a reward to anyone who can
conclusively explain the meaning of this omen.
The beloved singer Dulari has fallen prey to a terrible
illness, one the healers can’t cure.
The bullying city watchman Moyalva has been extorting money from the weak and helpless.
The courtier Vivando has fallen out of favor with
the king, who suspects him of having eyes for the
The exiled prince of Cadis unwisely dismissed a
churlish servant who knows too much about his
The feathers that rained down on Beggar’s Alley last
night came from the wings of battling archons.
The floorboards beneath the Trembling Pig Inn are
hollow and full of stolen gold.
Pirates have disrupted grain shipments meant for the
kingdom; starvation looms if traders cannot resupply in time.
The high sheriff becomes violently enraged if anyone
accuses him of having orc blood.
The king is a usurper who has the real heir to the
throne chained up in his basement.
The king plans to build new watchtowers around the
city. Laborers, once desperate for work, will soon be
hard to hire.
The king’s chief minister plans to step down, making
way for his clever but abrasive protégé.
The philosopher Frabreck has released another
pamphlet arguing for the conquest of the orc lands,
so that its peoples can be liberated from evil and
placed under the king’s benevolent rule.
The rancher Septimus is raising a flock of strange
reptilian beasts on his farm.
The retainers of an unpopular knight quelled an
uprising on his lands by fi ring crossbows into an
The rich merchant Zaguant has learned that pirates
have sold his son into slavery.
The son and daughter of two rival merchant families
eloped a few weeks ago. Both fathers offer a reward
for the son: his father aims to protect him, but the
girl’s wants him dead.
Whenever a member of the murderous Lampedusa
clan is slain, the weapon used to deal the death blow
is permanently imbued with powerful magic.
The young adventurer Brialda carries a shield bearing
the crest of the Acatero family, even though, as an
illegitimate daughter of that clan, she is not entitled
An ancient throne lies buried in a field nearby.
Anyone who sits on the throne for an entire night
will rise from it a wise man or a lunatic.
They say that if you listen long enough to the water
lapping against the shore near the statue of King
Brand, you will hear the name of an innocent person
you are fated to kill.
They’re slaughtering more than just cows and sheep
at the old abattoir down by the piers.
Whenever ravens gather on the clock tower, a mighty
Perhaps you should fly to Winterfell, Your Grace. You have many enemies in the North. Thousands fell fighting your father. All it takes is one angry man with a crossbow. He’ll see your silver hair on the kingsroad and know that one well-placed bolt will make him a hero. The man who killed the conqueror. (requested by anonymous)
“All I can say is that
it’s been discussed. We have very specific
ideas about Daryl’s sexuality (or the seeming lack thereof), and if there’s
ever a quiet period in the show
where he’s not consistently distracted
by crossbowing… we’ll tackle it in the show”. (с) Robert Kirkman