For aithne, because she is full of win!

[varelishawt]

People are probably too busy playing the DA2 demo (or trying to get it to work), but I've been sitting on these for a few days, waiting for the lifting of anonymity on the Sugar & Spice contest.

This one's for you, aithne, because your fic was so awesome (I read it again, and each time I find new details!), and I feel you definitely got the short end of the stick! :)


My apologies if I didn't get the armor or Lyris quite right...

Even chickens aspire to fly...





The chickens plot and hatch a plan...



Even!younger!Varel receives some bad news... (I tried for dramatic!shading, but I couldn't quite get my head around it.)


I'm in the middle of doing another sketch of the chickens, stay tuned. :)

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And now for something completely different!

Elethea: All the honeycakes are gone?! Someone's going to die.



Grumpy!Loghain is grumpy.



Disapproving!Varel disapproves -10. Why? I don't know... maybe Faolan (I don't know how to do that crazy accent over the 'a', sorry, Shimmy, LOL) told him to build a moat and changed her mind - she wanted a mud-wrestling pit instead!



Captain Lowan, the poor bastard who tells Arl Howe his soldiers don't like the idea of killing the Couslands.

Comments

[darkrose]

Mira's my Tabris Warden--I was being absurdly self-referential. She and Varel actually get along, but I thought of it because I'm working on something where she referred to Andraste's flaming twat. Because she's classy like that.

[varelishawt]

ROFL! Yeah, I think he'd either laugh at that or just raise an eyebrow.