#mega wip

[ynnxbun]

[onlysushicat]

here you get the things I've done so far. Not the worst not the best 🌼

[nightmarenoise]

This was my very first attempt at drawing this menace and then I grew tired of drawing his uniform so it's not finished. I'm sorry

[honestlyprettynotsomuch]

hi my paintings suck i want to get better at them so bad also i have a youtube ahaha why do my eyes always hurt please god

[lunarscorching]

M; Huron Xin-Silvak

Race: Marquinian/Ur-Shairyllian (Human)

Age: Low 20s

Family: Haleth (Mother), Sinitar (Father), Hithon (uncle), Cylys (Aunt), Anissa (Sister)

~Appearance~

Hair: Blonde, shoulder length, large wave pattern where the ends curl up.

Eyes: Green, with a deep crystallic depth

Complexion: Soft, Milky

Build: Average strong

Height: 6'

Of Note: keeps himself cleanly shaved, thoroughly handsome

~Celestial~

Positive Traits:

Negative Traits:

Scent:

Musical Aesthetic:

~Personality~

Fears:

Quirks:

Attractions:

Weakness:

~Inventory~

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Armor:

Attire:

~Backstory~

Huron, unlike his sister, was never as interested in the decadence which they inherited from their father's side of the family. He enjoyed wrestling in the mud with his Aunt Ireden, collecting flowers from his Uncle Enelden's bee fields, and most of all he loved to watch his mother train with her weapon in the courtyard. His favorite storys were the ones he heard of his mother's adventures as a Knight, and he rather liked when his father would tell the tales of her in competition, for her would not spare a detail of her prowess whereas she was more modest.

As Huron grew, he would often accompany his mother to Marquinia where he adored the Knights of the Rodeos; only when he came to be older did he learn of their dark reality, vowing retribution for the sake of his mother.

~Visage~

[mobiitez]

Okay @odtherat here's a small crumb 🙈