"Those Frigid forgotten lands held our brothers and sisters. Our kin lay there in peace for decades, only to be ripped from beneath the stones by that madness wreathed diabolist.
He dragged the energies of sorcery screaming from the mother's blood and used it to make foul all that we held as sacred. The low-houses and dens of the south withered under his tenebrous and unending gaze.
Our oaths and creed bade us to stride into his rotten domain and pick apart the hellbourne weave he invoked. We found our kin, the tokens of ex-creation still wrapped around their jaws, and with the howls of our ancestors we put them to rest again.
Ancestor Khiivo coursed his divinity to our spears, to our arrows, and we undid their torment.
Next shall be Jhav'rek. His time corrupting our ancient dens will be just as undone. May the hells he worship drag him to their molten belly."
This one took a fair amount of work, but I'm fairly pleased with it. For now, it'll be the last snowy and cold image I plan for a little while because I'm very, very done with Winter, especially in this province where you can get twenty degree differences in 24 hours.
I'm a little stunned by the response to the commissions list opening up. I had planned for a handful and worried that I'd priced them too high, but dayum, that list got double what I'd even have planned for. I appreciate everyone's interest! I'm still going through and replying as I can, in between working and chasing after an accountant that seems to be hard to reach lately. I've been adding everyone to the list though, so spots are saved.
That's all for this time around!
-T.J.
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