"I can never return."
With GW2's Living Story Season 3 about to kick off, I wanted to finally finish this painting as a little tribute to Trahearne - and his fans - before the season likely moves on from him.
I did the original sketch for this when I first completed the Heart of Thorns story, shortly after its launch. Pre-HoT, I was fascinated with the idea of a corrupted Trahearne aligned with Mordremoth. Before Mordremoth's design was revealed to us, I had a vague image of it as a western-styled, jungly-looking dragon.
I absolutely love the Mouth of Mordremoth's intricate and considered design - but I wanted to do at least one painting of Trahearne with that vague, jungly-dragon image that symbolically represented Mordremoth to me. Thought it'd be fun!
When I finished the HoT story, I was pretty bummed by Trahearne's fate haha, and I lacked the motivation to bring the initial sketch to completion. It felt like finishing it would be like saying goodbye to Trahearne for good. That sentiment persisted until sometime last month, when I started picking it up again here and there. Then, Living Story Season 3 was finally announced! And now, with only a day before its release, the community excitement gave me the final push to bring this painting to a mostly finished state.
So I can finally say goodbye, Trahearne! You may be gone, but your memory will live on in the Dream - and you will be dearly missed.
And I will never stop painting you sob
I'm happy you like my tribute - you motivate me to draw him more! We can likewise have him live forever through our artwork of him! :D
I'm glad you like my small tribute to him! I hope I can paint more of him soon.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts - it makes me happy to see he is loved by you! :)
Thank you for honoring his memory with such quality, your artwork is really beautiful, especially the glowth comes out just right.
Btw, if I may be so blunt;
Would it be cool to make a similar art for Zhaitan with three Mentors from the first arc?
There's an ancient legend, an old maguuman tale,
Of a deep jungle monster, with leaves as big as a whale.
Its tendrils they are massive, and its bark as strong as steel,
Through ages called a myth, but I assure you that it's real!
Far beyond the walls of wood it's waiting in the dark,
For the master's call to roar and tear your soul apart.
He'll wrap himself around you till you wish you weren't born,
So when you face this beast in green don't say that you weren't warned!
When the thunder's rolling in and Mordrem fill the sky,
All the pact clansmen know that the Vinewrath is nigh.
If he latches unto you he'll never let you go,
Soon you'll join a thousand men he's dragged to the breach below!
I like your artwork idea! I can't promise that I will be able to paint it, but I'll definitely consider it in the future. :)
Your poem is lovely, and the ending gives me many flashbacks of the breach, haha.
Thanks again for your kind words and for sharing your thoughts!
But one thing i'd like to do is recreate that character, are there any images of him standing alone? If so could you send a link, anyhow i have a coffee to brew and a image to draw.