The elven swashbuckler allowed the crack of her whip to echo about the taproom. All eyes settled on the candle with the now extinguished flame as tongues of smoke came off the hot wick. she coiled the leather braid around her as she stepped into a lunge, taking the sword out of her opponents hand and then flattening his nose with the basket hilt of her rapier. When he hit the ground she thrust the tip of her sword down, stopping just short of his face. "My company and my bed are mine to keep or share as I see fit and no sea mongrel will decide this for me. Now be gone before I lose my good humor." She sheathed the blade and walked away, tossing a silver coin to the barkeep "Thank you for hosting such an entertaining evening."
A character portrait of an elven swashbuckler named Quinthia for a RPG player who is online as little as possible.
Art by me,
fc32
A character portrait of an elven swashbuckler named Quinthia for a RPG player who is online as little as possible.
Art by me,
fc32
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
Species Elf
Size 988 x 1280px
File Size 221.6 kB
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