Seeing Keelath

“You’re not so different from your brother, you know,” she told him. “You’ve both made the same crazy choice for the people you care about.”

I’ve got to find a way to better format letters… Some of the punctuation is also messed up here as I wrote half of this in WordPress, and half in Google Docs. Who knew that Google Docs doesn’t use standard hyphens and quotation marks?

Author’s Note

Dear Keelath,

I’d like to visit you, and know you are no longer in Newhome. Where might I find you these days?

Love,

Mirium

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Dear Mirium,

At the Crossroads, in the Barrens… Continue reading “Seeing Keelath”

Character Study: Trials

Apparently Evelos gets his jawline and nose from Tyrdan, not his mom and dad…

Today, in preparation for the next chapter of the Trials comic, I did a little character study for each of its three main characters, and also Tyrdan, who is part of the family but may not feature very much in the comic’s story. This was necessary to help give each character a more characteristic look and feel, with shorthand notes for me so I could draw them more quickly and consistently.

Here they are! With their mouths in the characteristic positions: Keelath is frowning, Tyrdan is smirking, and Mirium’s mouth is open because apparently I draw her talking a lot. Continue reading “Character Study: Trials”

What Darkness Lies, Part Two (NSFW)

They agreed then they were too different now, too likely to hurt each other, too likely to do something they would both regret. The living and the dead…

Not-Safe-For-Work due to a brief sex scene. This post explores the relationship between Mirium and Keelath a little more in wake of Keelath becoming a death knight.

Author’s Note

Dear Mirium,

I hope you are well.

I write to you of a difficult matter. Continue reading “What Darkness Lies, Part Two (NSFW)”

Trials, Page Five

Mirium looks at Keelath in annoyance. When Keelath is pensieve and faintly worried, Mirium reassures him, an gives him a kiss.
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Transcript*

Mirium: …

Keelath: ..eh heh.. Sorry.

Mirium: Dear… He’ll be fine. He’s your son.

Mirium: And I’m your wife. Trust us.

Keelath: I love you too, Mirium.

*(For those who can’t read my atrocious handwriting.)