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Here's something a little bit different for the Glorious 25th this year. I've had this Vimes animatic/AMV in my head for years set to the song 'Eight' by Sleeping at Last that I'll probably never have the time to do proper justice to, so here's the rough planning versions of the first six panels, which are all Night Watch-era tiny Vimes. I dare you to go and listen to that song and not have a lot of emotions about Vimes and his character arc throughout his backstory in NW, the years after, and then the main plot of Guards! Guards!, it's such a good song for him.

Image description: Rough pencil sketches of the following scenes:

Young Vimes stands at the front of a crowd of watchmen as John Keel draws a line across the training yard ground with his sword. Text: "I remember the minute…"

Young Vimes gets sworn in as a watchman, saluting while holding the King's Shilling in his other hand. Text: "It was like a switch was flipped"

Young Vimes sits in front of Captain Tilden at his desk, in a patched old-fashioned suit that's too big for him, awkwardly interviewing for his first job. Text: "I was just a kid"

Young Vimes looks at his reflection in a battered but well-polished breastplate that he holds in both hands. Text: "who grew up strong enough"

Young Vimes stands at the front of a small line of watchmen, in full armour, holding a wicker shield and looking nervous. Text: "to pick this armour up"

Young Vimes stands in front of a barricade, holding his sword and looking determined. He has a lilac blossom tucked behind one ear, and there is a lilac tree just in frame behind him. The lilac flowers are coloured in purple, standing out against the grey of the rest of the image. Text: "And suddenly it fit."

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Part 2! These are the last three frames that deal with the events of Night Watch, and after this it's on to Guards! Guards!

Image description: Rough pencil sketches of the following scenes:

Three versions of Vimes as he gets older, each progressively more in shadow. His youngest self is neat and standing up straight, the second Vimes is scruffy and starting to slouch and looking at a bottle in his hand, and the oldest Vimes is even scruffier, more slumped, and drinking from the bottle. Text: "That was so long ago, long ago, long ago"

Young Vimes follows John Keel through the streets, jogging slightly to keep up with his longer stride. A lilac tree peeks over a wall behind them, dropping blossoms (coloured purple while the rest of the image is greyscale) on the ground.

A young Vimes sits on the ground in front of Keel's grave in the overgrown Cemetery of Small Gods. The headstone has smaller wooden grave markers to either side of it, an egg sitting on top of it, and a wreath of lilac resting against it. There is a large mass of lilacs growing behind the grave, covered in blossom (also coloured purple) and scattering flowers into the wind so they blow gently around Vimes. His helmet is on the ground next to him, and he has a sprig of lilac tucked behind his ear. Text: "And I grew up too quick."

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"John Keel, Billy Wiglet, Horace Nancyball, Dai Dickins, Cecil ‘Snouty’ Clapman, Ned Coates and, technically, Reg Shoe. Probably there were no more than twenty people in the city now who knew all the names, because there were no statues, no monuments, nothing written down anywhere. You had to have been there.

He felt privileged to have been there twice."

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It was about time I drew all the Classic Doctors to go with the modern ones, and I've finally got all eight! I drew these as button badge designs for my convention stall, but I thought it would be fun to combine them all into a print as well, with a layout inspired by the classic TARDIS interior round things.

You can find the print and all the badges on my online shop - check out my blog or my pinned post for a link - or if you're in Scotland the odds are you'll run into me sooner rather than later at any given con with an artist alley!

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So guess what I watched all of in a week last month and immediately had So Many emotions and thoughts about? Good show, good characters, very good time

I had some fun messing around with different art styles inspired by the show's approach to that, and I'm really pleased by how this turned out in the end. Although, drawing Mob's aura by hand with markers was an experience I'm not entirely eager to repeat!

(Drawn in alcohol markers, fine liners, India ink pens, and a little coloured pencil and white gel pen on smooth cartridge paper, and available as a print - check my blog page or pinned post for a link!)

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I've been having far too much fun drawing my various aro OCs like this, so here's a two for one - Ewan and Will, the main characters of a graphic novel I'm working on called The Woodsman And The Wolf!

Ewan Dair (he/him) and William Scarrow (he/him)

Genre: fantasy/fairytale

Identities: both are aromantic asexual

I like to describe TWaTW as 'a queerplatonic fairytale about monsters and what it means to be one', and as the title might suggest it's a bit (very very) loosely inspired by Little Red Riding Hood. Ewan, a woodsman who lives in a village that's currently being terrorised by a monstrous Wolf, finds an injured man (Will) in the woods one day, seemingly savaged by that Wolf, and in the process of offering him help he eventually finds not just a friend but also the truth about what's really out there in the woods...

In the interests of avoiding spoilers I won't go into the plot beyond that, but here's a little bit more about my guys:

Ewan is the sort of man who likes to be useful, to help people, but he also tends to keep to himself and not speak much unless spoken to. He can be surprisingly eloquent when he does speak, though, and he's an enthusiastic craftsman, turning his hands to anything that takes his fancy. He's well thought of in the village, if considered a little harmlessly peculiar, but keeping his own company means no one really notices the nightmares, the old injuries, and the times when even his waking mind shows him old blood on his hands.

Will spends his life travelling from place to place, never able to put down roots and scared of getting close to people lest they notice certain things about him. One of the few pleasures in his life is books and learning, although a life on the road can make those hard to access. When he does speak to people, he's surprisingly kind and good-humoured, but he's also wary and closed off, always keeping one eye on an exit route. He might be alone by choice, but it's a choice that has always seemed more like necessity, and in truth he's desperate for the connections that he thinks someone like him can't have.

They don't live in a world that has our current concept of queerplatonic relationships, but a committed platonic relationship is where they're headed (despite various narrative bumps in the road along the way). As well as being a story about monsters, theirs is a story about two very lonely people who find each other and slowly become dear friends, a friendship that both come to consider the most important relationship in their life. There should be more entirely platonic love stories in the world, and I'm very fond of this one.

Mini playlist, for extra vibes:

Haven't Been Doing So Well - Frank Turner - 'Cause I've been hemmed in, penned down, struggling to find myself / Caved in, cut down, scared of everybody else / Dragged in, dragged down, searching for a reason to live (Will)

I'll Be Good - Jaymes Young - I'll be good, I'll be good / And I'll love the world like I should yeah / I'll be good, I'll be good / For all of the times I never could (Ewan)

Some Kind Of Home - Thriving Ivory - I wanna know where you go / When you're dreaming / I wanna see what you see / When your eyes close / And when it all goes down / Will you have a place to run?

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Returning after a few months to my aro OCs list with another batch of folks, this is Dan!

Dan Gibson (they/them)

Genre: sci-fi

Identity: aromantic asexual, nonbinary (agender)

Dan is the protagonist of Red Shift Blue Shift, a sci-fi story (in theory a webcomic) that @yourfriendlyneighborhoodenby and I have been working on together on and off for quite a few years now. They live in the space future, and work for an organisation that exists to protect the rights of and investigate crimes against robots and other sapient artificial intelligences, who (at least in theory) have been integrated into society on an equal standing to humans. Dan's particular speciality is investigative, and they're also a trained crisis negotiator and even spent several years when they were younger training as a doctor-for-robots (which we need to come up with a decent in-universe name for...) before they realised that so many of the things that hurt their patients were societal and switched careers to try and do something about that.

Their team, which they lead, is made up of both humans and bots, including a cheerful spaceship AI, a very old former combat bot and one very cranky trans android, and over the course of the story they start to uncover evidence of something much bigger and more sinister going on than the cases they usually deal with. (Which include things like rescuing an ancient generation ship AI that's developed sentience from unscrupulous scavengers, investigating disappearances on a combat bot retirement moon, and resolving a hostage situation between humans and bots on a remote colony world.) Something nasty is brewing alongside the pushback against robot rights in recent years, and even their own organisation isn't immune to growing prejudices that are forcing bots out of prominent positions and public life, and it's all definitely not a bit of an allegory for current attitudes towards trans people, no, not at all. There are groups springing up with dangerous attitudes and even more dangerous plans, and as they start to uncover evidence of one of those plans in particular, Dan is forced to confront what it might take to save the future they're trying to build...

Dan themself is trans (transmasc agender), aroace, autistic, and a double amputee after they lost their legs in what they like to euphemistically refer to as 'a workplace incident' because they think they're funny, and they might not be a bot themselves but they know what it's like to be an outsider. In terms of personality, they're chronically helpful, far too fond of dad jokes, determined in quite a self-sacrificing way, and much too tired for all of this nonsense but making it their problem anyway. They're a natural mentor and a good friend, and driven by a deep commitment to justice and a whole lot of compassion, but also they can be pragmatic, coldly logical, stubborn, and they're very good at justifying their own choices to themself. They contain multitudes.

They live in a future where a-spec identities are pretty normalised so that hasn't been a huge source of drama in their life, but in a modern context they're exactly the sort of person who would get accusations of being 'robot-like', which is exactly why they're the protagonist of a story about robots. Sometimes you get fed up with allegory.

Mini playlist, for extra vibes:

Fixer Upper - Grace Petrie - And maybe I'm delusional, but I think it could be beautiful / If we could only keep from losing heart / Then we might still / Have time to build something better from the parts

Good Friend - Cloud Cult - We are not broken ones / Just shattered pieces of the same bright sun / Trying to figure out which way to run / And we can't do this alone

Under Pressure - Queen, David Bowie - 'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word / And love dares you to care for / The people on the edge of the night / And love dares you to change our way of / Caring about ourselves

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I honestly thought Laios would be my favourite Dungeon Meshi character, and he's a pretty close second, but it turns out I really am just a sucker for wizards... I had quite a lot of fun making this one all dramatic, because Marcille turning out to have studied necromancy was a very fun twist.

(Drawn with alcohol markers and various fineliners on smooth cartridge paper, with a little digital assistance for the background)

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Caleb and Nott! I've finally gotten into the Mighty Nein via the animated series, and help, I love these two. I will always be a sucker for a weird friendship, and theirs seems like a really fun one.

(Drawn with alcohol markers, various colours of fineliner, and coloured pencils on smooth cartridge paper)

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Back to DnD adjacent folks, next on my aro OCs list is the biggest disaster of the bunch, Arthur!

Arthur Fenn (he/him)

Genre: DnD/fantasy

Identity: Aromantic asexual, but hasn't quite figured that out yet, considers himself probably gay

Born Arthur Ridill, a name he doesn't use anymore because it would definitely get him arrested and probably even executed for war crimes, Arthur was once a paladin of the crown in the kingdom of Gaellidon. He was loyal, dedicated, trusted by the king and loved by the young princess he was often assigned to guard, protege to the kingdom's top general, and someone from whom great things were expected.

Gaellidon had been fighting an on and off border war with their neighbouring kingdom, Pattria, for centuries and it was during the second period of active hostilities in his lifetime (when he was in his early 30s) that everything changed for Arthur. A tragic accident wiped out not just the military high command but killed the king, leaving 16y/o Princess Rhona in charge of a country at war, and Arthur the only one left to take command of the army. Inexperienced and still unprepared for command, and handed responsibility for a war his side was losing, he found himself making more and more desperate, and more and more ruthless, decisions in pursuit of not even victory but simply survival.

Eventually, it all came to a head when his capital city was besieged, and in a moment of true desperation he tried to unleash a shadowy magical weapon on the occupying army. Rhona, increasingly disillusioned by her parents' war and in the drastic actions of her old friend, reluctantly had him stopped and imprisoned while she sought a diplomatic solution. But they were betrayed and the shadow creature was unleashed on the city anyway.

Arthur awoke in the rubble of everything he had been trying to save, his arm crushed under the debris, and with the shadow creature watching him with cold curiosity. Realising that if this creature wasn't contained it would continue to do awful things, he made a desperate deal with it, partially binding it to his shoulder in place of his damaged arm. Escaping from the ruins of his old life, he went on the run, changed his name and took up the life of a sellsword in Pattria, where he hoped a local accent, a beard and his rapidly whitening hair would be enough to keep him from being recognised.

Jump forward a decade and his shadowy passenger is starting to get restless, bored of only killing bandits and murderers, but Arthur has just about found a life he can live with. There's even talk of lasting peace between the kingdoms, but that peace is threatened from all sides by those who would benefit from further war. Finding himself working for a man who is trying to protect that fledgling peace, Arthur ends up travelling with a doctor from Gaellidon and an ex-soldier from Pattria, the first people he has even considered getting close to for years. But can the tentative friendships survive under the weight of all of his secrets and the baggage of who he used to be? And what happens when Cornelius Fenn, the man whose name he borrowed and who he once considered the love of his life, discovers that Arthur is still alive?

In terms of personality, these days Arthur is well-mannered but short-tempered, prone to catastrophising, darkly sarcastic, more comfortable being intimidating than friendly, and tends to freeze up if put on the spot and expected to take charge. Once upon a time he was intense but quietly warm, one of nature's older brothers, confident if still prone to worrying, and a little awkward with emotions in an endearing sort of way. His relationship with Cor was a complicated one, loving but also deeply influenced by the expectations of those around them as they tried to force it into a romantic shape that neither of them really wanted. But maybe now, decades on and away from all those pressures, they can finally work out what it is they want from each other...

Mini playlist, for extra vibes:

Heel Turn 2 - The Mountain Goats - Spent too much of my life now trying to play fair / Throw my better self overboard / Shoot at him when he comes up for air

Lost It All - Black Veil Brides - I'm just trying to breathe / Just trying to figure it out / Because I built these walls to watch them crumbling down / I said, then I lost it all / And who can save me now?

Wolf Within - Jonathan Young - There is a war inside me / My soul against my mind / My shadows always find me / Every step they're close behind

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The aro week I was drawing these for may be over, but I've got quite a few more, so continuing with aro OCs and taking a brief break from DnD characters, this is Willa!

General Willa Stonehold (she/her)

Genre: science fantasy (sci-fi with magic)

Identity: aromantic asexual

Willa is a character I'm kind of obsessed with, although I'm still trying to work out what format to tell her story in. She's the commanding officer of a wall fort in the frozen north of her country, the first and last line of defence against the strange monsters that spawn in the snow fields beyond, and for her whole adult life she's been fighting a war for survival that she's convinced she's going to lose. Things are getting worse with every year, there are more and more monsters in every attack, and her government has been ignoring her warnings that it's only a matter of time before the fort is overwhelmed.

So Willa exists in a state of constant overwhelming stress, and that's not at all helped by the fact that she's a middle-aged butch aroace woman in a society that wants her to be none of those things. She's become used to never fitting in anywhere, not even amongst her soldiers who are almost all the discarded, expendable misfits of the military. She's their commander, she has to be a fixed point, unyielding, and the more she struggles the more she pushes people away and tries to stand alone. But the one silver lining to her isolation, as she sees it, is that at least while she's on the outside of society she has more freedom to forge her own path. She might not have control over the story that she's in, but at least here she can choose the role she plays in it.

But everything changes when a young soldier called Maisie Kennard arrives at the fort, bringing with her not just curious abilities with the magitech that powers their society but an unshakeable optimism and belief that here is somewhere she can be the hero who saves their country. Suddenly, Willa's conviction that she's doomed by her narrative is being challenged, and she's confronted by the realisation that if she wants to remain the main character of her own story, maybe the nature of that story is going to have to change...

In terms of personality, she's exhausted, angry, and the sort of person who gets described as kind but not nice. She's blunt, honest, not easy to get close to but incredibly loyal to anyone who shows her loyalty in return, and once you get through the layers of stress and trauma there's actually something of a dry sense of humour under there. She's also a bit melodramatic, prone to catastrophising, and copes with her situation by comparing it to literary tragedies and convincing herself that those are still worthwhile stories to be a part of. She's also the sort of person who can and will develop intense beef with a 19y/o for the crime of being an overly optimistic anime protagonist who wandered into her tragic war story, it's really quite funny. Willa's a bit of a mess, I love her.

Also, her story is very much About being aro, amongst other things. She's got major themes of loneliness and Not Fitting In and having to work out for yourself what you want out of your life when you're not interested in what everyone else tells you you should be, and her character development is a lot about learning to connect with people on her own terms rather than taking the 'easy' path and isolating herself out of fear. Plus, in a meta sense it's kind of about how aro people never get to be the main characters, which is why not only Willa but Maisie and the third main character, Sam, are all aroace. (It's also admittedly about how fed up I am with the 'disposable mentor' trope and my deep fondness for many an adult character in a story with a teen protagonist, but that's less relevant to the aro thing.) I've got so many good Themes going on with this story, if only I could figure out how to tell it...

Mini playlist, for extra vibes:

Until The End - Breaking Benjamin - Why give up? Why give in? It's not enough, it never is / So, I will go on until the end / We've become desolate, it's not enough, it never is / But I will go on until the end

I May Fall - Jeff Williams - There's a moment that changes a life when / We do something that no one else can / And the path that we've taken will lead us / One final stand

Shake It Out - Florence + the Machine - And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't / So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my rope / And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope / It's a shot in the dark aimed right at my throat

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Next up on the list of aro OCs, one of my current DnD characters, Benjamin!

Benjamin Larkwright (he/him)

Genre: DnD/fantasy

Identity: aromantic asexual

Born as the eldest son of parents who were minor nobility, in a country that had been fighting a border war on and off for generations, it was expected of Benjamin that he'd join the military for a few years, do his duty and prove himself a capable leader, and then return home to take up his duties to his family. But Benjamin had no interest in marriage and children, and instead threw himself into the expected military career in the hope that at least in that regard he could satisfy his parents' expectations.

In the military, he discovered an aptitude for magic and was quickly tapped for a new, experimental unit of war wizards who would act as human artillery on the battlefield. Rising to captain of his unit, he served through two resurgences of the border war, until tragedy struck him repeatedly in quick succession. First, his beloved younger brother was killed when the fighting rolled over the town he was working in as a doctor, then the same fate befell his parents and the Larkwright family estate. And finally, in the last months after a successful siege that was supposed to bring the war to an end, nearly his whole unit was wiped out in an ambush.

Suspecting a betrayal but never able to prove it, Benjamin quit the military, burned his spellbook and put all of his inheritance and pension into supporting the families of his dead and injured comrades. He took a job as a lowly watchman in the capital city, somewhere he could still be of at least some use, and spent the next decade miserable and refusing to get close to anyone in case he lost them too.

Until, one day, he instinctively used magic to save the life of a nobleman he was guarding, and realised that what he really wanted to be doing was using those skills to genuinely help people rather than for destruction. And so he retrieved the wizard staff he'd never been able to bring himself to destroy from under his bed, and set about relearning how to do proper magic. Then, naturally, he quit his job, and took up as an adventurer.

Class-wise, Benjamin is a War Wizard, with a single Fighter level because I rolled dreadfully on hit points and he was terrifyingly squishy. Personality-wise, he's a serious, sharp-witted man with a subtle sarcastic streak, a take-charge sort of attitude, and an awkward but well-meaning way of caring about people, although he's never entirely been able to shake the irrational fear that he's going to get everyone around him killed. Being aro (and ace) had a huge impact on the shape of his life, and he's always had a stubborn pride in it despite the rift it created with his parents and the other problems that it's caused. But he'd be lying if he said it wasn't deeply important to him when he eventually finds aro friends and others with shared experiences.

Mini playlist, for extra vibes:

Third Eye - Florence + the Machine - You don't have to be a ghost / Here amongst the living / You are flesh and blood / And you deserve to be loved / And you deserve what you are given

Mars - Sleeping At Last - Though time is ruthless / It showed us kindness in the end / By slowing down enough / A second chance to make amends

Never Quite Free - The Mountain Goats - It's okay to find the faith to saunter forward / With no fear of shadows spreading where you stand

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I thought it would be fun to do some new art of and intro some of my great many aro OCs for Aggressively Arospectacular Week this year, so first up, Sam!

Dr Sammarion 'Sam' Harnendil (he/him)

Genre: DnD, fantasy (primarily, but also any other genre you can slot a doctor into)

Identity: aromantic asexual

Sam is one of my most beloved OCs, and he keeps ending up in different stories because he's so easy to transpose between genres. Usually he's a half-elf, sometimes he's human (and his name is Sam Hargrave), but he's always got awkwardly big ears, too many freckles, aggressively ginger hair, and a general air of goofy jokes and well-meaning friendliness that's backed up by an ironclad stubborn commitment to helping other people. He's also got a bad habit of dealing with the PTSD he's carrying around from his backstory by roundly ignoring it and focusing all his energies on other people's problems. He's fine, thank you, how are you and how can he help?

Original flavour Sam was a DnD character, an accidental life cleric who just wanted to be a doctor but ended up with magic after one very bad day during his stint as a conscripted army surgeon, when a paladin was dying on his operating table and he yelled at her goddess for not doing her job properly. The goddess essentially said 'well let's see you do better, then' and granted him magic, and suddenly his life got a lot more complicated. I'm currently working on a comic telling that origin story in more detail, and also separately playing around with a continuation of his story that teams him up with an ex-soldier and an incognito fugitive war criminal on a quest to protect the fledgling peace that's finally been reached between their two nations. That one's a story about war and the messes it makes of people, and also the power of friendship, two themes I really enjoy prodding at.

(Other versions of Sam exist in a lot of my other original stories, where he's always a doctor, frequently one a little overwhelmed by suddenly acquiring some sort of powers, and he's often the emotional support labrador to much more highly strung characters who could do with an uncomplicatedly kind friend. It's a multiverse of Sams at this point, and it's very good fun.)

Being aroace is a huge part of his character, but it's never actually been much of a source of drama in his life, which is probably lucky given how much drama he gets from everywhere else. Raised in an orphanage, he didn't have family pressures to deal with, and ever since he came home from the war and realised that he couldn't just pick a peaceful life back up again, he's been quite happy with the solitary life of a travelling doctor. He is a bit lonely, though, more than he likes to admit to himself, and eventually he's going to get the hang of letting friends in past his walls and allowing people to worry about him for a change, whether he likes it or not. (A common theme with Sam, who is great at looking after other people and dreadful at letting people look after him, even when he does have close friends.)

Mini playlist, for extra vibes:

Be More Kind - Frank Turner - In a world that has decided / That it's going to lose its mind / Be more kind, my friends, try to be more kind

The Survivors - Pet Shop Boys - If life is worth living, it's got to be done / One might be forgiven for thinking it's a life on the run / Many roads will cross through many lives / But somehow you survive

Make Them Gold - CHVRCHES - We are made of our longest days / We are falling, but not alone / We will take the best parts of ourselves and make them gold

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I finally got around to inking and colouring this Ironwood drawing that I started over a year ago! (Drawn with alcohol markers, fineliners and coloured pencil, on smooth cartridge paper.)

This one is specifically a re-do of one of my earliest drawings of the guy, from back when I only had about 12 markers, was still drawing on spare printer paper, and was just starting to figure out how to draw heavily stylised characters in my own art style. I think I've improved a bit since then!

It really is kind of wild just how much I've learned thanks to a desperate need to draw this man over and over again...

(If folks are interested, I'll add this one to my list of things to get prints of in the new year once the convention season starts up again!)

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Dax and Bashir! I love everyone on DS9, but I have to admit that these two are two of my very favourites. They've got such a fun friendship, and such good friendships with other members of the crew, and also they're just a lot of fun in and of themselves.

These are the last two I have time to get finished before the Trek con I'm tabling at at the end of the month, but I'm definitely going to be continuing this particular project in the future, so watch this space! I've got a dozen characters left just on my shortlist, and that's still not even half the total characters I could draw.

(I've got a growing collection of Trek character prints in my online shop - check out my blog page or pinned post for a link! I'm going to have to put my prices up at the end of August, so now's a great time to get an order in.)

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Continuing with The Trekkening, we have Kira and Worf! I'm working my way through a list of obvious fan favourites now that I've finished with the captains, and obviously these two were on there. They're both a lot of fun, although I have to admit I did not enjoy drawing Worf's complicated sash thingie...

(I've got a growing collection of Trek character prints in my online shop - check out my blog page or pinned post for a link! I'm going to have to put my prices up at the end of August, so now's a great time to get an order in.)

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I'm a big fan of the classic Star Trek Outsider(TM) character type, so naturally I'm very fond of both Saru and Seven. Saru's is definitely the least human-looking face I've drawn for this project, and I think I did a pretty good job!

(I've got a growing collection of Trek character prints in my online shop - check out my blog page or pinned post for a link! I'm going to have to put my prices up at the end of August, so now's a great time to get an order in.)