My path was called… something or another. I forget. Had something… something to do with bulls.

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My path was called… something or another. I forget. Had something… something to do with bulls.
If we are talking pathosonas, I will never not be a Shabnak! Working on changing his name from mine to make him an OC.
His tiny clay hands make the absolute best kashk, and he is taken care of primarily by Aspity! While my Albino is also mute like the others and can’t eat, he primarily prepares Sabha’s food and tries to make a little money on the side selling the kashk he makes.
When he walks around town, he normally wears a disguise to avoid being attacked; if attacked, he will normally flee, but when cornered he can inflict a near fatal case of the sand plague on his attackers. He’s gentle at heart, though and tall enough to disguise himself as child (a little over 4 feet tall), so he avoids negative confrontation when possible. He also wears a little bell to match Aspity’s on his headdress, so when you hear a jingle you know the Kashk seller is close!
Template is by gaycodednarrator on tumblr!
This was supposed to be Sunday’s Plague week entry and it was supposed to be a lil nod to the Marble Nest! Planned to finish it but I’ve honestly been losing steam over it, so I’m just going to post it the way it is.
Aglaya Lilith for khachirkhel on Twitter!
“I feel that his words are turned inside out; that truth becomes lie as soon as it emerges from his mouth.”
Rat Prophet for the Pathologic server event! Didn’t finish it/flesh it out as much as I had wanted to by the deadline but here it is!
At the Theatre with Eva Yan
Town-on-Gorkhon Gothic
For those of you that remember wip one before I deleted it, have a wip 2
20 minute doghead study!
"He's one of those people who you'll read about, say, in a thousand and five years: Now, look at him! Here is a man who stepped through humanity itself."
Simon Kain for the Pathologic server event, ft. Talon & Beak because I like being meta and drawing executors!
3/3: White Whip
A rare, bitter herb, growing wherever there is fear and anguish. White whip is poisonous, but its tincture is invaluable for making medicine.
Clara progress shot I decided to stop at for the moment because my iPad is dying. I love glaze brushes uff
also some progress shots of the bad grief piece! I wish I had gotten some from before I started rendering the clockwork, but at that point I only remembered to take a snapshot because my hand hurt :(
“I used to think that I understood it, but it’s only now I truly do. I used to be the clocksmith, oilin’ the Town’s gears… and I’ll stay a clocksmith, only a different kind. You see?”
Bad Grief for the weekly Pathologic server event. Was inspired a lot by Rene Magritte’s The Double Secret, as well as this song because I started working on this on Out of Touch Thursday!
My sleep schedule is utterly screwed but Clara is coming along!
“An angel is a nightmare. Their purpose is to instill primal, oppressive horror. “I think if angels existed, they'd resemble a divine pillar of light - from the heavens to the earth. Devoid of anything human.”
Submission for Aglaya week on the Pathologic server!
2/3: Swevery
Bitter as bile. Plain, but resilient. The whispering chime it emits can be heard far into the steppe.