If Looks Could Kill
Despite being the worst thief you'll ever meet, Syd comes from an entire damn family of thieves. His mother Cybele (pseudonym, naturally) has appeared in my gallery before: now, meet one of his eleven sisters.
He's the only male offspring. Because the thought was funny to me.
Since emigrating from the backwater dictatorship of Bhairav (which, to be clear, is one hundred percent C-grade fanon) to the imperial capitol of Kamigawa proper, they've of course struck up some... working relationships with the local syndicates.
Reika, Syd's eldest sister- or, if we want to be technical, a half-sister from the eldest litter- is the liaison between his family and the Reckoner gangs of the region, and over the last decade has sculpted herself into someone every bit as imposing as one might imagine someone in such a position to necessarily be, right down to having a well-practiced samurai squint. What's more, since her subordinates are a bunch of conscript delinquents from the Reckoner gangs, she knows how to... shall we say... speak their language.
Profanity, mostly.
She's actually a rare example of a character of mine who's very stacked in the chest area, but-- alas-- owed to the necessities of her work as far as physicality is concerned, it's all aggressively taped down. Maybe I'll draw her giving her heaving bosom a bit of much-needed air sometime.
For now, though, you're all getting the death glare.
He's the only male offspring. Because the thought was funny to me.
Since emigrating from the backwater dictatorship of Bhairav (which, to be clear, is one hundred percent C-grade fanon) to the imperial capitol of Kamigawa proper, they've of course struck up some... working relationships with the local syndicates.
Reika, Syd's eldest sister- or, if we want to be technical, a half-sister from the eldest litter- is the liaison between his family and the Reckoner gangs of the region, and over the last decade has sculpted herself into someone every bit as imposing as one might imagine someone in such a position to necessarily be, right down to having a well-practiced samurai squint. What's more, since her subordinates are a bunch of conscript delinquents from the Reckoner gangs, she knows how to... shall we say... speak their language.
Profanity, mostly.
She's actually a rare example of a character of mine who's very stacked in the chest area, but-- alas-- owed to the necessities of her work as far as physicality is concerned, it's all aggressively taped down. Maybe I'll draw her giving her heaving bosom a bit of much-needed air sometime.
For now, though, you're all getting the death glare.
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Rat
Size 1958 x 1882px
File Size 2.02 MB
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