I Live in my Sketchbooks.

Hiya. Weirdos on the Internet call me @Just-a-cypress-tree. I draw things on occasion, & this is the place where I might on occasion post some of it. My fiance @Dr-Darkwood mainly runs this blog, so if anything goes wrong, blame her.

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In the spirit of my recent redraws, I thought this one particularly fitting, since her second incarnation is so vastly different than the first. So, here's Zelrae: the Redux. She's a Ganzi Phytokineticist now, which means she's going to get along with The Leafmaker weirdly well (both of their powers come from the first world).

Just to be clear, she still worships Pharasma.

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Dove.

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Been hard at work redrawing folks, and these two needed it, like, desperately. Not just for like, the whole "I'm improving in my craft" sort of thing, but just because they're... really different than they were the last time I drew them?

Life comes at you fast, man.

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Not sure if I posted this already. In the spirit of progress, I wanted to redraw/redesign Desna now that I have better grasp on proportions/colour palates/clothing design. I changed or altered a lot of minour aspects of her outfit to make more sense and completely changed her hairstyle to make her look more.. grown-up, I guess. She is kinda grown woman.

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"Somewhere, in another life, another time.."

Felt like doing a bunch of redraws. prepare yourselves.

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The candlelight within the chapel was more than sufficient to overflow the stained glass windows and spill out into the night. Tatyana was huddled in a pool of color from one of them, her white gown catching and holding gemlike shades of green, blue, gold ... red.

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also drew Xaitherin and Razir as children in Port Peril. Razir used to do perform stage magic on street corners for coin while Xaitherin led the other children in robbing the audience. They were a regular band of lovable scamps.

The rips & tears & dirt & patches are mostly self-inflicted, to garner sympathy. Most of them had loving homes. They were just bastards.

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Now that I'm getting better at hair & clothing design, I wanted to practice with redesigning someone I haven't drawn (or even really talked about) in awhile, and with Skull & Shackles steadily drawing to an end (😫) & the prospect that we'll be playing War for the Crown next, I thought it'd be nice to play around with Mika a bit.

I removed a lot of the more obvious references to her seal nature (the big fluffy coat & boots), and replaced them by incorporating the colour palate of actual harp seals (not just the fuzzy babies you see on the internet: they gain black & grey spots as they get older) into her hair, since that's where you would *actually* see that connection.

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Updated sketch of pre chapter 1 Xaitherin.

God, what the hell happened?

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....so.

Xaitherin got Baleful Polymorph'd into a bunny. Weird things happen when you're drunk in the middle of the night in Quent while your girlfriend is on a deeply personal religious mission by herself.

anyway. She's probably gonna be okay. I think. Provided the rest of the (mostly drunk) party can find her.

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They're beautiful 😍🥹❤️. Please check out the Jihad Mansour tag on Tumblr - his work is wonderful.

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quick sketch of Xaitherin's mom. Just kinda wanted to.

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Xaitherin always did like playing pirates with her uncle, even if no one else in the village appreciated it, least of all her mother. When they were together, she was the captain, and what she said went. And if Johaku managed to teach her skills that would one day come to save her life in the process, all the better.

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So, we finally got to the end of our little side quest and uh... yeah. Xaitherin has learned... probably more than she ever should. Without going into exactly what happened and what her father's (and, by extension, her uncle's) play is in her childhood trauma, it's all... pretty fucked up. Decided to draw this to lighten things, in response to a conversation me & Roland had shortly after he was reintroduced into her life.

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I've decided her name is simply "Dove".

The latest in my series depicting the various Tatyana incarnations with an important figure in their lives. The Amalgamation has a few too many to count.

I took pains on this one to place the hands in such a way that they were indictive of their respective characters involvement with Tatyana: The Robotic hand on her head, for instance, belongs to Azariel, who saw Lovinia as a child who desperately needed to be protected. I'll allow y'all to put together the rest. I'm pretty sure I've drawn all of them at least once.

Not sure I'll be doing much more of these.

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'Nother Kalypso redraw for y'all.

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Wanted to juxtapose Xaitherin's childhood with her father to that of her uncle (the one in the same she's currently on a death-defying quest through the shadow plane to bring back to life). By nearly stark contrast, he seemed to truly care for her; the closest thing to a father figure she had.

Within her trauma, she might not actually know the difference.

I can only hope that, when she asks an immortal wizard to bring him back by name, and a man with the face of what she assumes to be her father looks upon her in wonderment at new life, that she learns a few things about herself.