Updates~Well first of all I've finalized my decision that I won't finish art school. I'll go to a few last lessons just because I liked them, but after the semester ends it's over.More Like This
I guess my whole art style wasn't anything the teachers could relate to, I'll be forever stuck in my own little world. ;u;
It felt like a whole weight was lifted off my shoulders though, the stress of homework and the tension I felt at school with my lack of... whatever skills they were looking for, it's all fading.
In combination with the sudden sunny warm days of spring we had here, it made me feel like I could finally let go and move on.
I also opened commissions to practice my artwork, to try and get a little bit more known for the future and simply because I'm in a good mood. x3
I've drawn so much today, and when the commissioners I drew for were happy it felt so rewarding!
If you're interested too the thread is here. http://forum.deviantart.com/community/projects/1711331/
If I'm not online on iScribble as much
Roleplaying SummaryThis is a quick summary for everything that has happened in the roleplaying thread so far. I'll make sure to update everything when needed everytime something important happens.More Like This
Our characters have discovered all worlds have merged together as one. It created chaos and disruption, even in time, some people were already here for months, while others still keep appearing now. One thing is certain, most souls have disappeared and all the places you once called home lay in ruin.
Our characters went through a lot of hardship, they battled monsters and spirits and animals that were consumed by evil forces.
But then something happened, a few chosen people saw a strange vision. Fate, the deity that had created all worlds spoke these words.
"Children... my dearest children...
Harm has befallen upon thee...
Hear my words... for I am fading...
The worlds have merged as one... yet I was shattered...
All living souls are perishing...
My children... you must find me... find the elements... fi
Art TradeUpon a large rock sits a short stout figure. He is a Gitgun Gitwerg; ruddy skin, long red hair and a bushy beard, and green eyes; rough-faced as all his kind are, his age is hard to tell, though hs is not old. His kind live closer to the surface than their deep-down cousins the Duwerg, but still it is hardly common to find one here under the sun.More Like This
Hardan is his name, and he is waiting for someone.
The someone slips out from behind a tree, walking steadily up the slope to where Hardan sits, her hooves raise little clouds of dust with every step. A little over fifteen years of age, Charlin, for that is her name, she is barely a woman; like all Audbin Centaurs, she is dark-skinned with a dark hide; she shakes her long black hair out of her violet eyes. Audbins are widely held to be not as fast as their cousins, the Pilde, Celdren, or Melran, but her strong legs bear her steadily up the steep slope that would have left most centaurs gasping for breath. While the bright sun and open sk