~Spoilers for skyrim's dark brotherhood questline~
Astrid during the Death Incarnate Skyrim Darkbrotherhood quest. The thought of her sacrificing herself while her whole life burnt and crumbled really inspired me. I wanted to do fire all around her but it didn't come out right when I sketched it in.
Astrid and all Elder Scroll relaated things belong to Bethesda.
I want to draw it for months, but I always have something alse to draw. And one day I saw it! I saw Ner'aevae by ~UltimaPrince. It was my motivation... And then I was listenning to Dream Evil's song - "My Number One", while I was walking on the street. I have seen in my mind Nerevar singing to Voryn: "You're my lover, undercover. You're my secret passion and I have no other." I must draw it! ...and here it is!
Two lovers... Voryn Dagoth (left) and Nerevar Indoril (right). Voryn was the Lord High Councilor of House Dagoth. Nerevar was the Chimeri king of Resdayn (modern-day Morrowind) and the founder of House Indoril. This is scene few days before Nerevar's betrayal. [link]
Inspired by TES III: Morrowind's lore.
Drawn while listening to Dream Evil - "My Number One".
This is a very special drawing to me, you see, this was the last drawing I was able to draw for my mom. Me, my sister, and dad all rushed back home to California from North Carolina to see my mom one more time, and we made it to see her. I was so grateful to have a few days with her, she was smiling and laughing just like old times. On one of the nights we spent the night in the hospital waiting room to be close to her I drew this in my little sketch book I had, it was funny since the room had no light, just the light from the hallways coming through the windows and doors; I rushed since she could've passed any moment then, so I tried my best into this little drawing, so that when morning came when she awoke she could see it. I wanted her to see her proud of me one more time. Unfortunatley, she was still asleep, so I told my sister to show it to her since we took turns rotating back and forth from the hospital to take showers and refreshen every morning. My sister told me when she saw the drawing she was taken back and enjoyed it, almost ripping it since her fragile arms shook while holding it, losing her strength every day, my sis held it up to her, and she told her she loved it. Just hearing this made it all worth it to draw it. Ofcourse I wished I had more time to draw it, but anything I draw was a masterpiece to her. She was always proud of me and encourage me to draw and do what I love, and because of my mom, I'll continue on, and now I have a new passion, a reason to draw now. ~ Thank you Mommy!