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This was a ride and a half, I went through three separate drafts, and third time was the charm I guess. This was done 100% on my iPad pro using procreate, over 20 hours went into this little shit. Not happy that the small version dA gives the image is grainy but that's why full view exists!

Event: FOR GLORY, FOR HONOR, FOR VALHALLA 2020

Mutation: Ragnorak (Grey on Blue Roan Pangare Rovero Ragnorak with Void(pearl and flaxen carrier)) Design looks like i.gyazo.com/thumb/1200/66752c2…

Story:

The bellow of a sea shantie echoed from the port below, resounding off of the surrounding cliffs as the longboat made for the high sea. Aboard the ship were fathers, sons, soldiers and cargomen alike. Many a tradesman had sailed from the city, most not knowing the destination. A woman astride a dark horse watched from above, her chestnut hair whipped by the wind at her back. The only people she had left were boarded on that ship.

She held out her arm, a snow white falcon sprinkled with coal fleck markings landing atop it with little effort. "Welcome back." The woman cooed, stroking over the small raptor. It had been a gift from her father, something to keep her company without him or her lover. Something turned in her gut watching the clouds move in over her head as she thought about it. A storm was on it's way, the scent of rain was joined with a pressure in the the air. It was heavy.

The mare beneath her threw her head in protest, not one to care for getting wet. "Just a while longer girl, just until they're beyond our sight." A soft whine sounded at her side, the wolf who had been her companion for the past few months looked up at her with a curious expression. She couldn't blame them all for being on edge or curious, their routines were broken after all.

They all stayed there a while longer, the ship passed slowly, and with it she felt a piece of her go too. Her brown eyes watched the horizon, brows furrowed in longing. They were gone, far from her reach with no certain time that they would return. She felt a cold, wet drop on her bared shoulders. The rain had finally come, and the rumble that shook the earth from the sky was her warning it was time to return home. What was her home now though, it was empty of the ones she held dear.

References used: None

Fun little easter egg, the rider was featured in an older piece of art. Can you find her in my gallery?

Description

DOWNLOAD FOR FULL SIZE

This was a ride and a half, I went through three separate drafts, and third time was the charm I guess. This was done 100% on my iPad pro using procreate, over 20 hours went into this little shit. Not happy that the small version dA gives the image is grainy but that's why full view exists!

Event: FOR GLORY, FOR HONOR, FOR VALHALLA 2020

Mutation: Ragnorak (Grey on Blue Roan Pangare Rovero Ragnorak with Void(pearl and flaxen carrier)) Design looks like i.gyazo.com/thumb/1200/66752c2…

Story:

The bellow of a sea shantie echoed from the port below, resounding off of the surrounding cliffs as the longboat made for the high sea. Aboard the ship were fathers, sons, soldiers and cargomen alike. Many a tradesman had sailed from the city, most not knowing the destination. A woman astride a dark horse watched from above, her chestnut hair whipped by the wind at her back. The only people she had left were boarded on that ship.

She held out her arm, a snow white falcon sprinkled with coal fleck markings landing atop it with little effort. "Welcome back." The woman cooed, stroking over the small raptor. It had been a gift from her father, something to keep her company without him or her lover. Something turned in her gut watching the clouds move in over her head as she thought about it. A storm was on it's way, the scent of rain was joined with a pressure in the the air. It was heavy.

The mare beneath her threw her head in protest, not one to care for getting wet. "Just a while longer girl, just until they're beyond our sight." A soft whine sounded at her side, the wolf who had been her companion for the past few months looked up at her with a curious expression. She couldn't blame them all for being on edge or curious, their routines were broken after all.

They all stayed there a while longer, the ship passed slowly, and with it she felt a piece of her go too. Her brown eyes watched the horizon, brows furrowed in longing. They were gone, far from her reach with no certain time that they would return. She felt a cold, wet drop on her bared shoulders. The rain had finally come, and the rumble that shook the earth from the sky was her warning it was time to return home. What was her home now though, it was empty of the ones she held dear.

References used: None

Fun little easter egg, the rider was featured in an older piece of art. Can you find her in my gallery?