Welcome to my character portrait gallery

For anyone who is wondering, Wednesday became 'black Wednesday' for me because I cannot draw mid-week!
In fact I'm sure the rainforests mourn Wednesday too by the amount of paper I tear through in frustration... so this is a blog for all who know what like it is to regularly shout at their pencils
Oh yes it's also all about fictional characters plus interviews with them, yeah, that too :)

Sunday, April 22, 2012


Little is known about this elderly feline. He isn’t the secretive sort, but is a humble soul who rarely tells tales of his extraordinary life. He maintains an air of calm collectiveness and whilst he emits an aura that demands respect he is not the sort to impose his ideals upon others. 

Dro’Zar stands a mere 5ft 1in tall. His body resembles that of a teenage boy, his initial appearance could easily be mistaken for a young 15 year old Felid and yet he has weathered more years than we can count. His actual age is unknown.

He very rarely speaks outright. Dro’Zar is a philosophical soul who exhibits few of the vampiric tendencies that others of his race display. Perhaps being aged means he has grown accustomed to the urges that others of his kind display. He bows genially towards us after the interview and exits in the same cool manner he entered the room.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

oh i broked it...foo...

Sorry people, no upload this weekend and possibly not next weekend either. I have plenty of images ready to go but am currently moving house/emigrating...as one does lol. I will get the new pics up as soon as I have time...u should write your own titbits whilst i wait, send me a good character and I will make! (or attempt to) Hope u all had a nice Easter and bear with me thru this break....as i said many more to come! x

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Zyaxine Grenavere Teraegu

Such an easy name ¬.¬
Credits to my pal Aulakauss for the written concept/all aspects of this character! As always, Aula delivered the premise in intricate and flawless detail.
Zyaxine comes across as cold and calculating. Her hair is threaded like silver wires.

At 22yrs old and standing 5ft 10in tall she very well portrays the visage of a mathematical droid. Her augmentations are archaic by choice. Hailing from a wealthy backdrop and a technologically advanced isle means she has had a great deal of options. Zya always chooses the painful ones, the invasive ones

Her body is now almost entirely hardwired and fused into her metallic armour plating. She says it’s liberating, like walking around naked. Yet Zya would never walk around without attire. She is in fact so closed that she acts as though her thoughts are based on algorithms, and are merely answers selected from a given set of responses.

She rarely opens up to anyone.

She considers her normal facilities as painfully obvious, yet many remain oblivious to the fact she is alive. Although she acts well her persona occasionally spills over in defiance.

Zya doesn’t play this charade for perverse kicks, well not always.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Arian Canzerth

Looks like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth.

It should be noted that butter also won’t melt if you put it in front of your head and shoot it with a gun. In said instance you can guarantee you won’t be left with a great deal of brains, literal or otherwise. And such is the way Arian can manipulate minds. Living under the care of Ezra and their resident healer Ruok she is 45 yrs old 5ft 9in tall and apparently blind. She has servants at her beck and call.  

In truth Arian is a daddy’s girl. She is a spoilt brat and has always lived a life of luxury. We know she is skilled in illusion and mentored Na’Ru. She presents us with two images of self, neither of which convinces us that she isn’t lying. We would like to suppose that the blue, sickly looking version is accurate, but maybe it’s simply an image to garner sympathy. 
We are told that the major regretful incident to befall Arian and Ezra was that their plush summer house set alight and took the lives of their parents. The noble Chantz Canzerth and his wife, Miri, died in that fire.

Such a sad incident and one that left Arian as the prime doleful heir to the Canzerth’s estate; how unfortunate.