~ Thus the tempestuous wind carries those clouds that embrace the land in darkness and dread,
striving to reveal what has been covered by ashes,
the ground from which smoke and vengeance arise.
Darkness follows light,
where all remaining souls plead for nature's crafty hands,
in cry for salvation.
But they turn to the one, who wanders for venegeance...
for honour.~ °~> Please listen to Rite of Vengeance by Fox Amoore <~°This is for Jaris Wolf and his character... Whom comes to his home village after hunting, only to find it destroyed by the mighty Galva Empire. He then stops at nothing to find those responsible... so he may have his vengeance, his rite of vengeance, to prove that victory is always possible, no matter how hard.
This was so inspiring, I couldn't even hold myself back typing down some quick prosa while looking down the landscapes during painting.
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Thank you so much for looking!
I will have big banner prints of this picture along with me at ScotiaCon! =D
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Very well done =3
you really kill me with your skills
it's amazing
see you at Ef
and maybe a drawing in my autograph book if you agree of course hehe
But I think his upper arms are a little too short...
Now just imagine he is a bit shorter in size but very muscly, and there you go, all fixed. ;D
You're close, but not quite genius-level yet :P
Beautiful work, as always.
V.
V.
Tits.
Reminds me I need to get my story together eventually.
no really this is bad ass
An eye for an eye, a crime for a crime,
leaves the world broken, burning, and blind.
BLACK & WHITE
i love this
Though it may be unrelated, it reminds me of an old legend about a wise grandfather and his young grandson.
“I have two wolves inside my heart." said the grandfather.
"One of them is kind and understanding. He lives in harmony and peace.
The other wolf is vengeful and cruel. He rages, but his anger changes nothing.
The two wolves fight inside me to see which is more powerful.”
"Which wolf will win the fight, Grandpa?"
“The one I feed...”
We are who we choose to be.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/7431256/
Is the first part to this character's story.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8263886/
Then this is the second part where he gets his spirit or whatever back.
And now this third part is when he's back in action to mess some shit up. >:U
Or was that already the point? LOL
*das Auge von den glühenden Holzscheiten über die Brücke, den Char und das verträumte Dorf wandern lass*
... dafür.. DAFÜR bekommst du einen Gummitausendfüßler als Belohnung.
Jetzt habe ich macht über dich! *Erdbeere an einer Angel vor dich halt*
Muahahahahahaha
No longer.
Now the memory brought the smell of blood and fire and horses, the clanging of metal, the screams of children, of his love in his arms...He could not shake the image from his head. His heart felt wrenched and cold and very very tired. And so, he'd let the whisper pass, running through and out his mind like the wind. The pain, he knew, would not be shut out forever, but he could not afford to let his heart melt and grieve her loss. There was justice to be had.
Thank you so much. I really appreciate your efforts you took for this. =)
If ever I return all your cities I shall burn,
And destroy all the ladies in the area.
Great work.