Had to draw Emet in that frilly robe eventually.
Bonus live scion reaction:
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Albania

seen from Poland
seen from Spain

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Türkiye
seen from Israel
seen from Israel

seen from Italy
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Brazil
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Nicaragua
seen from China

seen from Pakistan
Had to draw Emet in that frilly robe eventually.
Bonus live scion reaction:
"What are you plotting?" "Nothing."
(a tale of two men who are definitely plotting)
“What would you do to bring him back? To right the wrongs you’ve caused? To save the First and the Source? To what lengths would you go?” G’raha struggled weakly, but it was clear his heart wasn’t in it. “Shut up! I would never fall to your level! What’s done is done, and I can only look towards—” “Are you upset ‘twas Thancred and not Emrys that seems to have survived?” G’raha stilled, gritting his teeth. “What is it you’re trying to do? What is your goal?”
GPoses for Chapter 2 of Zenithbreak.
“You did that on purpose!” “I did not. You’re just weak.” “Shut up! I knew this was a bad idea, agreeing to work with you.” Emet shrugged, shaking his head. “Yet in your current state, it would have taken us tenfold the time it actually did. Thank me later—after we get to our destination.”
Some GPoses to go along with the first chapter of my EmetRaha fic, Zenithbreak.