Duncan beholds his newly bought tavern. He had finally achieved his lifelong dream, owning his own establishment. Something to call his own. No more lurking in the shadows looking for the next coin by bashing in the head of the nearest wealthy local. No more running for his life from the law.
He was now a somewhat upstanding citizen with a tavern to call his own.
But at what cost? He had betrayed his only two friends for this kind of money. Most people would buckle under the sheer mass of the guilt of what he had done. Luckily, Duncan is not like most people. He shoves his feelings deep below and instead revels in what he has now.

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So this is the beginning of a new reference sheet I've been working on for my former medieval bandit named Duncan, who is now a proud tavern owner. More drawings to come^^