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Crown Prince Lohengrin

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Published: Jan 11, 2010
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Part of =elfgrove's & =Asatira's Steampunk Fairy Tales universe.

Crown Prince Aric Lohengrin, based on The Wild Swans --character and costume design are copyright © =elfgrove/B.R. Shropshire.

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Aric is the eldest of the seven (6 brothers, 1 sister), and next in line for the throne.
This also makes him Conn and Odette's big brother.

Like all of the Lohengrin royalty, he has white hair and blue eyes. This genetic tendency has made it unnecessary for the royalty of their country to wear much in the way of ornamentation, although most of the time the members of the royal house dress in shades of blue, white, and gray. He wears a simple circlet, the only thing that differentiates him from his siblings as the heir apparent.

Displayed behind him are his personal gun-sword and the king's crown--his future.

(Yes, I realize that his hand is freakishly huge. Proportions failure.)
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Apr 22, 2010
Aside from the hand, this is great. Love how he looks. The colours came out beautifully. You need to do the whole family together.
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