Ciri and "Shadow Monster"!
*warning, contains knotting shit*
ooOOOoo spooky. The "creative and nonreal" alts will be up on my MEGA and on the green site!
Full resolution at https://t.co/NJfaz7Mb8g
Under the full moon in the Blue Mountains..
Shoutout to @TheViceArt. Inspired by one of his unfinished pieces.
Some quick and dirty teasers from my current project. Second Witcher project in my July extravaganza and this time we've got Triss in a haunted house scenario.
As you can tell from the images, I'm really leaning into horror and atmosphere here.
So far? It's coming out better than I had thought.
After 101 images, I've finally reached the Foglet portion of the set. Aiming for 120 to 130 images (MAx) so I should have it out around the 26th.
Also if Triss looked at me like she does in that 4th pic, I'd just bloody melt on the spot.
If this parchment finds eyes unclouded by drink or fear, then hear my plea kind folk of Novigrad! Beneath the towers of Temple Isle, there stands a house under my care that no longer belongs to the living.
It began with voices. Soft at first, like folk whispering behind a closed door. Now they carry through every room, day and night alike. Some weep. Some curse. Others call a man's name though none live there to answer. They speak in tongues unknown to me, and at times in the voices of those long buried.
The air within has turned foul. Not the stink of spoiled meat nor the drains but something older, like damp earth, spoiled meat, and graves left open for too long.
Candles gutter though no wind blows. Doors stand open after being barred. The walls groan when no weight rests upon them, and shadows linger where no light should cast them.
No priest will return after the first blessing. The neighbors have nailed charms above their own doors and refuse to pass my gate after sundown. I seek not idle gawkers nor men eager to boast of courage in the taverns.
I seek one who knows the workings of curses, hauntings, spirits, or stranger things still. If there remains any remedy short of putting the whole place to the torch, I would hear it.
Generous payment awaits whoever can uncover the truth and put the dead—or whatever remains—to rest.Inquire at the house with the weathered green shutters beyond the eastern market road. Knock thrice before entering. Come before nightfall. Should you hear your own voice calling from within... Do not answer.
My lastest Witcher set, Underneath It All, is out now on my boosty and Patreon pages!