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AfterTheNonSequitur

Published: Mar 5, 2014

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So I normally draw Sidhe in a black tunic, which, while mobile, doesn't do much for protection. Finally designed her some armor, and I think it look pretty good for someone who's not too certain about how armor fits together (of course, I'll be looking at this in like a year and wondering what the heck I was thinking). I took some inspiration from Skyrim's leather armor, and the Champion's armor (for the mage and the rogue) from Dragon Age.

Many many thanks to mawgallery for the awesome set of pencil brushes, which I am now triply certain are my favourite brush pack. I used them exclusively for this, and I like the way this looks about 50 times better than what I used to use. It has a really nice, earthy texture that I think fits well.

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