I still really love this piece. Then again it might be because Illiac is so annoying to draw. On DA I recall one person not reading the description and assuming he was a girl because of his feminine looks.. Which where not intentional with his creation. So yes, these are two characters who are friends. Meirduk is straight, it's just he's the kind of person that knows not the meaning of personal space when it comes to close friends.. or people in general..
Illiac was born as one of many false angels- mindless monsters that create the illusion of being an angel. Once the illusion falls though they look like hideous monsters.
[WARNING- THE SQUEAMISH SHOULD NOT READ BELOW!!!]
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The skin is covered in a bone like armor that looks cracked and having pieces look like they are stabbing in to the flesh and making them bleed. White bone like thorny 'vines' wrap around the body, the thorns going through the flesh it wraps around. There's a third eye on the forehead that looks as if a bone is sticking out of the eye just barely, making it bleed out. In reality though none of the 'wounds' are really wounds. The blood isn't blood ether but rather poison
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[THE SQUEAMISH MAY NOW READ ON!]
But after becoming stronger then all the other beasts that had been put on earth and deemed as monstrous mistakes after awhile he developed a mind and begun to evolve. He no longer had a false angel form, only a bird like true form. But at the same time he still has the monstrous form available to him. But he grew tired of any sort of violence. Yes, he hates it in fact and so hides away in the forests, fighting only when he needs to. No longer is he a false angel. He is a grand elder that stands at 6'10 and has a bird like build. His build is always hard to get right, that's why I've only ever drawn three pictures of him.
The bird that fits him however my friend echion pointed out was the bird of paradise from myths. The color isn't an issue because the rainbow bird could become any color. He is pale enough to where he may not glow but he has a radiance to him, and I will admit parts of him do sparkle. He is the beauty that everyone seeks out that leads people to their own demise- the bird of paradise.
His hair came out a bit darker then it should be but the coloration does look accurate. The wings however too much of the wrong color. I colored his hair and wings using two colors because I lacked his exact coloration in my pencil collection. Because too much of the brighter color shows in the wings as a result they look far brighter then they should and in fact are the wrong shade of green. The color on his eyelids came out far darker then I wanted it to and when i tried to fix it or erase it in the end it created some sort of unerasable smudge near one of the eyes. Also, the further away eyes eyelid was a tad over colored as the color leaks a little bit on to his nose. On the bright side he has no skin tone to worry about.
Meirduk s the creature from my poem titled 'Hunting Illusions' - [link] . He is basically a vulture creature of sorts. I wasn't sure what bird he was before but drawing him out and reading the poem over helps, and a friend helped out as well. He is the hunter of men that consumes their flesh and makes their soul in to a drink for his maiden. His hair is black, his eyes pure red, and wings black but look a deep red from the blood of those he's killed.
After thinking over the poem enough and reading it over I realized something I hadn't about him when I had put up the outline of these two. While before I knew he had a beloved whom the poem conveys about his deep love for her- he who kills of people, tears of their flesh and makes their soul a drink for her. His maiden was dead. I realized it when I kept thinking about the glass. The mortal that had fallen in to that realm had fallen on to glass shards, and there was broken glass around him. Besides those hints there's also other small hints in the poem that points to her death. A death where her soul no longer remains and so she cannot be brought back. But I believe her corpse still sits there somewhere because of the line 'Owls watch with hidden faces in the dead tree oasis.' Besides many other things it says it does also suggest the corpse is there. Be it rotting or not, it remains. After all if she was alive would he really say at the end 'I hope she'll drink'? It also leads me to believe that after she died he had trouble ever accepting her death. Rather he couldn't, and so he gathers those nectars of life and place them around her in hopes 'she will drink' and 'hopes for her to drink'. He loves her so deeply that he refuses to let go of her even in death. He traps people in his world of death then kills them, only to use their soul in an attempt to get out of his own self entrapment. He is stuck in a dark sad circle in which the only way out is to accept the death of the woman he loved so deeply- but his heart simply can't bear the idea of loosing her. So the loop continues.
Sadly while coloring him I got out of the line a few times and the red was needed to be be pressed hard on to the paper to get the right effect.. but also when yuou do that it makes the mistakes impossible to erase. Besides that and the slip of green on one of his fingers I don't currently see any mistakes on him. His build is also bird like, just not the graceful pretty type of bird. Then again who ever accused vultures of being graceful and pretty?
Oh and for those who didn't notice- I did purposely censor out their guy parts. Also, for those who don't know-which is basically everyone looking the scanner messed the color up a bit and though I could fix it a little the color is still a little off from the physical piece of art. At the time it was scanned the scanner had eaten away some of the color. Maybe when I get a new scanner one day(one one is dead) I'll rescan this piece.
© Sarius Impariul.
Illiac was born as one of many false angels- mindless monsters that create the illusion of being an angel. Once the illusion falls though they look like hideous monsters.
[WARNING- THE SQUEAMISH SHOULD NOT READ BELOW!!!]
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The skin is covered in a bone like armor that looks cracked and having pieces look like they are stabbing in to the flesh and making them bleed. White bone like thorny 'vines' wrap around the body, the thorns going through the flesh it wraps around. There's a third eye on the forehead that looks as if a bone is sticking out of the eye just barely, making it bleed out. In reality though none of the 'wounds' are really wounds. The blood isn't blood ether but rather poison
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[THE SQUEAMISH MAY NOW READ ON!]
But after becoming stronger then all the other beasts that had been put on earth and deemed as monstrous mistakes after awhile he developed a mind and begun to evolve. He no longer had a false angel form, only a bird like true form. But at the same time he still has the monstrous form available to him. But he grew tired of any sort of violence. Yes, he hates it in fact and so hides away in the forests, fighting only when he needs to. No longer is he a false angel. He is a grand elder that stands at 6'10 and has a bird like build. His build is always hard to get right, that's why I've only ever drawn three pictures of him.
The bird that fits him however my friend echion pointed out was the bird of paradise from myths. The color isn't an issue because the rainbow bird could become any color. He is pale enough to where he may not glow but he has a radiance to him, and I will admit parts of him do sparkle. He is the beauty that everyone seeks out that leads people to their own demise- the bird of paradise.
His hair came out a bit darker then it should be but the coloration does look accurate. The wings however too much of the wrong color. I colored his hair and wings using two colors because I lacked his exact coloration in my pencil collection. Because too much of the brighter color shows in the wings as a result they look far brighter then they should and in fact are the wrong shade of green. The color on his eyelids came out far darker then I wanted it to and when i tried to fix it or erase it in the end it created some sort of unerasable smudge near one of the eyes. Also, the further away eyes eyelid was a tad over colored as the color leaks a little bit on to his nose. On the bright side he has no skin tone to worry about.
Meirduk s the creature from my poem titled 'Hunting Illusions' - [link] . He is basically a vulture creature of sorts. I wasn't sure what bird he was before but drawing him out and reading the poem over helps, and a friend helped out as well. He is the hunter of men that consumes their flesh and makes their soul in to a drink for his maiden. His hair is black, his eyes pure red, and wings black but look a deep red from the blood of those he's killed.
After thinking over the poem enough and reading it over I realized something I hadn't about him when I had put up the outline of these two. While before I knew he had a beloved whom the poem conveys about his deep love for her- he who kills of people, tears of their flesh and makes their soul a drink for her. His maiden was dead. I realized it when I kept thinking about the glass. The mortal that had fallen in to that realm had fallen on to glass shards, and there was broken glass around him. Besides those hints there's also other small hints in the poem that points to her death. A death where her soul no longer remains and so she cannot be brought back. But I believe her corpse still sits there somewhere because of the line 'Owls watch with hidden faces in the dead tree oasis.' Besides many other things it says it does also suggest the corpse is there. Be it rotting or not, it remains. After all if she was alive would he really say at the end 'I hope she'll drink'? It also leads me to believe that after she died he had trouble ever accepting her death. Rather he couldn't, and so he gathers those nectars of life and place them around her in hopes 'she will drink' and 'hopes for her to drink'. He loves her so deeply that he refuses to let go of her even in death. He traps people in his world of death then kills them, only to use their soul in an attempt to get out of his own self entrapment. He is stuck in a dark sad circle in which the only way out is to accept the death of the woman he loved so deeply- but his heart simply can't bear the idea of loosing her. So the loop continues.
Sadly while coloring him I got out of the line a few times and the red was needed to be be pressed hard on to the paper to get the right effect.. but also when yuou do that it makes the mistakes impossible to erase. Besides that and the slip of green on one of his fingers I don't currently see any mistakes on him. His build is also bird like, just not the graceful pretty type of bird. Then again who ever accused vultures of being graceful and pretty?
Oh and for those who didn't notice- I did purposely censor out their guy parts. Also, for those who don't know-which is basically everyone looking the scanner messed the color up a bit and though I could fix it a little the color is still a little off from the physical piece of art. At the time it was scanned the scanner had eaten away some of the color. Maybe when I get a new scanner one day(one one is dead) I'll rescan this piece.
© Sarius Impariul.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Fantasy
Species Avian (Other)
Size 758 x 1280px
File Size 143.6 kB
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