#the flayed man

[grace-sketches]

Managed to finish this before the new year thankfully. Lots of stuff going on at work again and next year is going to be even more busy than this year.

Pretty happy with how this came out. Its close to what I envisioned in my head which is rare. Thought the clouds would be the hardest part but actually the snakes on the frame were what really kicked my butt.

[one-magical-mistake]

HiS pOwEr Is GrOwInG

[randompopculturereferences]

The Filet Man

[starlord-of-westeros]

"A naked man has few secrets, a flayed man has none."

House Bolton; A Song of Ice and Fire

[confetti-the-clown]

We awaken in an unknown place missing our skin.

Join me in the Flayed Man, a short horror game about redemption and forgiveness.

[ambrossart]

Excerpt from The Bloods of Bolton | Game of Thrones, Part I - 7: “Dwelling on the Dead”

Domeric Bolton returns home. 

"How many years has it been since you felt a true Northern summer, m'lord?" asked Evald as they rode through the endless wilderness of the North. "If you ask me, it still feels like winter. I haven't felt my fingers in days. My piss freezes before it touches the ground. I don't know how you lot survive out here."

The Valemen were not well equipped for a Northern summer, not in their leather doublets and jerkins, which stiffened like sheets of ice in the cold. Elmir lost two of his toes to frostbite, but, as he jokingly declared, they were always his least favorites. As for Evald, he had all his toes, but his teeth were chattering so violently he feared he might crack them.

Even Domeric, a Northerner by blood, was struggling to stay warm. "Four years it's been," he shouted over the howling wind. He tugged at the collar of the cloak Lord Horton had given him. What would Lord Bolton think when he saw his son and heir wearing another house's coat of arms? "Now more than ever I feel like a foreigner."

It had been almost eight years since he left the Dreadfort for Barrowton. Drucilla was barely five years old when he last saw her, with round, chubby cheeks and thick brown hair shaped like a helm. Deanna had said she looked like a little boy with that hair. For weeks she teased her mercilessly about it, until Drucilla gave her a good wallop in the great hall one morning. She cracked open her bottom lip and knocked out two of her front teeth. Deanna nearly choked on them when she started to scream for their mother. Lady Bolton demanded that Drucilla be punished, but her husband refused. Instead, he separated the two girls, and they never spoke again. Drucilla spent her days with Hilda, and Deanna stayed with their mother. Even back then the household thought Lord Bolton favored Drucilla over his other daughter. She had his eyes, after all. As for Deanna, she was more of a Ryswell than a Bolton.

"There it is," said Elmir as they descended upon the dark and monstrous castle known as the Dreadfort. It was a great stone fortress with thick walls and massive towers that were intimidating to friends and foes alike. Any foreigner who looked upon it was immediately overcome with an intense feeling of dread. It sat deep in the stomach and then spread through the body like a poison.

"Now I know why they call it the Dreadfort," uttered Evald. "It is ill-omened, they say, and cursed by the dead. How many men suffered behind those walls, I wonder. How many continue to suffer in secret?"

Domeric gazed woefully upon the fortress. "When I was young, I always thought those merlons looked like sharp stone teeth. They frightened me then, and they frighten me now. I had forgotten how grim this truly place is. Not even the damned would find comfort here."

"Shall we proceed?" asked Elmir.

"We must," answered Domeric. "My father is expecting me. It would be unwise to keep him waiting."

High above the battlements, the Bolton's pink-and-red banners rippled in the wind. The flayed man was welcoming Domeric home.

THE BLOODS OF BOLTON

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[ipreferbeinganonlychild]

House Bolton of The Dreadfort

[lauraferreirastudios]

She's got her eye on the monster in the North

Game of Thrones fan art