At long last, I can post the finished art! I had been sitting on it for some weeks, waiting for the inspiration to hit to write a short piece to accompany it. Definitely recommend full viewing.
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Glittering motes of dust hung suspended in waning late afternoon light shining through the skylights. The upper levels of the City-Beneath-The-Cube were lighter and airier than outsiders realized, but the walls, planters and walkways of planed and etched stone that went down many stories made the whole of the place feel like some kind of precision-wrought canyon dotted with workshops, passages and arcades where the locals and laborers bustled.
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Lorr still knew this place well, despite the many years separating his former life and younger self from his current one. It hadn’t changed much, the smells and the noise were the same but he noted that there were new, more effective safety railings in the Public Commons and that the local favorite dive, Pi’s had updated their signage (finally).
The bounty hunter rubbed a hand across his face, closing his eyes momentarily as he let his ears take over, picking up all the sounds surrounding him. He would need to move further away from the Commons to better filter the urban background static. Lorr had just sent out his hawk Deputy to scope out the area in case they got lucky and found their mark momentarily out in the open. Both he and Deputy were already familiar with her, so that wouldn’t be difficult. Problem was, it also meant she’d immediately recognize the hawk for who he was and what it meant as well. A part of Lorr secretly hoped she’d get tipped off early.
Why did I agree to this? It wasn’t the money, not this time. Am I trying to make a point? She nearly got us killed and then ran for it. But I know her. Knew her. I can’t just erase all this history just because of one incident, one indiscretion can I? Maybe this is how I have to get through to her.
He sighed inwardly and braced against his spear as he rose from a crouch, the movement preternaturally smooth and deliberate, like a predatory animal. He looked down from his high vantage as he faced the section of the Undercube that was known to the denizens as the Plexus. It was a network of tunnels, access ‘ports, antechambers, quarries and dwellings that confounded natural senses of direction. Less public-facing, much more closed in and easier to hide. Or lose a pursuer.
The slim asura made his way down the ledge he was using to survey, walking along a catwalk only just wide enough to admit a mid-sized labor golem at most. His ears twitched and he sniffed, feeling the minute air currents of a service tunnel cleverly tucked behind a cleft in the worked stone. Still not certain this was were his mark had proceeded but knowing it would get him into the center of the Plexus quicker, he decided to go for it anyway. Forced to stow his spear in such close quarters, he kept a hand on his dagger as he stalked forward into the passage, the inside only dimly lit by a track of dim yellow quartz-lights along the floor.
Infrared imaging on his monocle made it easy for him to get an idea of the topography of the inner workings of the maze of service tunnels he found himself in, but he was careful to not rely on it solely. He stopped every so often, using his eyes and ears but also a generous amount of intuition to pick the correct course. Chambers became somewhat larger and more spacious as he passed golem foundries, making his way steadily downward. He was becoming more aware that he knew where he was going, it was like retracing steps from his childhood back to the colorful yet rundown living warrens and slums that he grew up in.
She wouldn’t go all the way back there, would she? Lorr was starting to think it wasn’t just him that was trying to make some kind of point.
The smells and noise were subtly changing and it wasn’t long before he found himself in the center of the Plexus. Part bazaar, part manufactory, it acted as the working class nerve center and was a riot of activity, industrial clamor and smells.
He was certain of where he was going now. He didn’t know why exactly she came all the way down here where they had all met in the early days before the nonsense with the Whispers and fighting dragons happened, but he was determined to find where this chase ended. He’d get answers, and if it meant having to fail his mission and come back to his current boss empty handed, then so be it.
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sketches from the December NA vsartparty!!! 🌸🌿❄️🌿🌸
Slime Badbody (10/10 name 10/10 design) - @ecunderbase
Zhalsi (finally sketched the host!!! such a pretty asura) - @leafofkudzu
Firstborn Marek (gorgeous colors; sorry I pink-ified them lmao) - @commanderthalys
Rosiet (hamsom...........) - @clemmykins
Sezra Gorescourge (such a cool lookin' cat) - @nyoka-gorefell
Calotropis Hart - (I've seen this fella a few times and finally grabbed screens of them!!!! love their design!!) - @joydrawsart
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This time only sketches. I think they are not that bad?? Sylvari and asura are my comfort zone, but my gf was like "that charr looks funny! If I was there, I would draw her" and cuz she had RP session this time, I had to try xD
Awakened Iris - @flower-crow
Scintylla Sparkshot - @magnificentunigoat
Oort The Truncheon - @what-the-flux
Leanrds - @ritens
Sorry, I don't know whose kids these are :'(
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my Paczula, cuz why not
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My drawings for the EU VSArtParty September 2nd ♥
Tantalus Locksmith [ @brightwingedbat ]
Semijs [ @siins ]
Lord Ruthwen [@morensade ]
Ookie Harth [ @joydrawsart ]
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Was going to try to wait to post more pages as I finish them but I'll have to pick at these throughout the month methinks, so here is the first page of VS Art Party portraits EU-side!
Paranomalous Plexxi - @leafofkudzu
Ithikk (with millipede friend) - @the-skrool
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