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I figured out how to draw Keith

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Some days, you just feel a little punk

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Day I - ‘We were betrayed’, the thought ran through her mind as the darkly armoured monsters ransacked her home, destroying everything. Katheryne could only pray the Duchess had escaped as her bodyguard clutched her closer. His breath was ragged, and he was barely standing from unseen wounds, but Keith seemed determined not to leave her behind. Soon. As soon as there was an opening, they would make a break for it. They would escape, the Sovereign Princess and her Guard, if it was the last thing they did.

I have been reading far too much fanfiction.

This image, and basically everything I’ve sketched for Inktober this year is borne from copious ammounts of very beautifully written stories of both canon and alternate universe. One of them I’m reading right now is called Anomalous Point, which you can read over on AO3, wherein Keith had been born on Daibazaal and raised lovingly with both of his parents in the blade and assigned as Allura’s bodyguard. There are other Bodyguard:Keith stories out there, but this is the most recent one I’ve read.

I’ve also been fiddling around with the magical and medieval world genres and have been playing around with the paladin armour designs to make some kind of cross between their canon armour and medieval paladin&knight armour while basing the designs off of each paladin’s respective lion....I have quite a few sketches.

But as a result: I’ve got this random medieval voltron story where I am totally screwing with the timeline just for funsies and because I can:

Where Keith has been bodyguard to the Holt dukedom since his young training days to Sovereign Princess Katheryne(Pidge) - no, I don’t care how her full first name is spelled - Young daughter of Duke Samuel. Her father and brother were called by the King, Alfor, to the front lines as well as Keith’s mentor, Sir Shirogane and while they were away, a group of vagabonds from the rivaling Galra Empire attacked her home. As well as the Grand Castle Altea.

This is the first installment. And yes, none of it makes sense, and no, i don’t care to explain it right now, maybe later, but not right now. I’m having too much fun thinking of backstory elements.

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Day VIII - “Pidge was unsure if it was tolerance or social niceties that prevented her from leaving this small group. While Hunk had proven himself to be a wonderful addition - with his knowledge of herbs and spices and phenomenal skill with his hands - she was still unsure what to think of Lance.

There. Was. No. END. to this braggart and his gift of speech.

He’d broken into yet another embellished tale of his skill with bow and arrow and blade he’d used to single-handedly rescue a merchant’s carriage from a group of bandits. 

“They stood not half a chance! What, with my unparalleled swordsmanship!” Lance had cried with no small amount of confidence.

Pidge raised a brow. She had witnessed Sir Shirogane and Keith in battle; and had personally observed, and participated in, the latter’s brutal training regimen. She sincerely doubted Lance’s skill was matched to either.

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@kidgetrash, thank you for the excuse