Yay, people DO look. *hugs all peoples what replied*
I've been working on this one on-and-off in front of the telly for a while now, and keep on getting all grr-ed by the fact it's not working the way I want it, but hey, that's the way of art, right? And yes, I was inspired to finally scan it after seeing the other "lady mudokon" topics.
Anyway. Backstory.
This is Bea, short for Beatrice, Lady of the Lights. She should have been a queen, but you know what these "young professionals" are like - the young shaman tasked with guarding the clutch her egg was in let her get too cold, so when she finally hatched she was not a queen but sterile, and withered. Instead she chose to study in the ways of the shaman, and was destined for greatness; her consort was an energetic young male called Renetheska, to whom she was destined to spend the rest of her days and so their life-forces were linked, to increase their power and protect them from the inductrial forces that wished their destruction.
But Renetheska grew impatient of council trivialities and began to dabble in the black arts; it poisoned his heart, turned his skin ashen and eczematous, and he grew steadily more insane as days passed - so the council imprisoned him a small, distant cave and let him die.
Or so they though. While his life-force was so irrevocably intertwined with Bea's, he could not die, and although his body crumbled to dust his mind lived on in spirit, trapped and growing steadily more insane and twisted with every day that passed. And while he "lived", Bea could not die either - she grew old, and hunched, arthritis so crippling her hips and ankles that she could barely walk without a crutch, and abandoned the shamanic ways that had cost her so much. She moved to Khufa, a small town by a great lake in the forest, becoming advisor and 'social conscience' to the council, and all became peaceful, until the antics of a certain "Abe" stirred up Industrial resentment and things began to simmer once more.
Then, of course, the younger members of the town council decided to try and steal back some mudokon eggs, in the hope of finding the precious queen thay had heard Sam had laid, and managed to steal a slig's egg completely by accident. And that is kinda where my stories start, although the early Bea was not so old (I clocked her at about 200, just before I killed her off) and not quite so crippled. So yay.
Yeah, I tried to take inspiration from the pic of Sam and make a more "realistic" old lady mudokon, but she just looked surreal and didn't match the picture from my mind's eye, so I gave up. There IS a character walking next to her - Drek - but until I get him to look right I won't bother rescan it. Cartoon sligs is easy, making them look more realistic is a pain, especially when they're lacking parts of their face so it's harder to use references. Grr.
Edit: I SOOO badly cannot spell tonight. *bites fingers* Pfft, they can stay there. *razz at spelling errors*
Tealish Arts...
