Willowy and watery
Sorry, more filler today. Remember that dryad picture I was going to put up? Well, the time for it passed while I wasn’t looking. So here it is finally. I just randomly started drawing and one thing flowed into another, et voila. If you’re wondering why there’s no scanner shadow, it’s because it’s a separate page – was detached from a sketchbook.
It’s in Miscellaneous because dryads and naiads are not particularly Zelaish.
Naglfar is very destructive, but kinda preeeetty…
This is undoubtedly one of my favourite – no, my favourite Fire Emblem 8: The Sacred Stones pictures. It’s called The Prince’s Despair after one of my favourite songs from the game, which is the desperate, longing, turmoil of Prince Lyon’s theme, except when he’s been taken over by the evil Demon King. The music inspired a slightly different picture, though.
In this picture, Lyon has been dumped by the Demon King (hopefully with his soul intact) and now fights alongside Eirika, Ephraim, and co. Although the scale is massively off (just look at Altha, Seth’s horse) the detail I put into some of this makes me feel good. And Lyon looks like Lyon. He’s the one in front, with long hair and a spell-book. Behind him is Eirika, and behind her is Ephraim, who is somehow bigger than she is, and behind him is a distorted Seth on a distorted Altha, and in the back corner are Prince Innes and Syrene the Frelian pegasus commander. Ephraim’s head looks good.
I love that music. Too bad the actual theme part is all of one line long. The rest is just disturbing chordal sequences. Yes, I think the music in FE 8 has a higher hit-to-filler ratio than FE 7, in that there are about half the number of songs, but more of them are memorable and exciting/beautiful/thrilling/on my favourite list.
Hold me…
Um… uh… that is… willyoumarryme?
Two pictures in one day? Huh? Well, they were both on the same page, so there. Two red-headed men propose to two greenish-bluish-tealish-turquoiseish-haired women, with predictable results. So, yeah. Seth and Eirika from Sacred Stones, from the chapter where Seth takes a spear through the shoulder in my story. Kent and Fiora from Blazing Sword, at the end somewhere. Kent is so hard to draw recognizably, and Fiora isn’t great either. I guess I just had to get the sap out of my system. That scribble in Seth’s tent? It’s his armour, I think. Except I cheated.
Tactically, Fiora rules (along with Florina, naturally).
Yes, they were drawn on the same page, but K&F at right angles to S&E. And as you can see, kissing is still not one of my strong points in drawing. I guess I have to watch more animated kissing movies or something.
Swirly?
This is the sequel to the first Dance picture, and I don’t know if it’s better or worse than the first one. For one thing, I’m not really sure what I originally wanted!
Preparation for things to come!
This is a bunch of pictures on one page; the top three are Scherene and my different styles contrasted, with me drawing Marth and Flair(é). On the back of this picture is a written description of Ceniro:
“Lyn watched Ceniro. As he attacked, he walked the same speed that he normally did, but when in (close) range of the enemy, his staff blurred through the air, stopping only when it came into contact with bandit flesh. It took only three hits – 2 to the vulnerable sides and ribs and one to the head – to knock one unconscious.”
Now, part of the rules for actually using Ceniro include the fact that his staff does not kill – when an enemy is at 1 HP, it falls unconscious exactly the same way as when affected by a sleep staff.
Only three more pictures left in this sketchbook! Then more minis!
Can you hear the music?
This is Flair, and Zela, dancing. It’s not one of my worse pictures, but their heads seem a bit small. I think they need to be more slender. And the legs aren’t too short, for once… Flair in particular has a nice face. Zela’s supposed to be the exact same height as he is, so she’s bending a little. Doesn’t actually look so bad on the computer.
I can’t draw hands yet.
Based on the post-game battles and secret characters. Odd, but rather nice if you missed Ismaire, Glen, Selena, and Lyon.
Eirika’s Alternate Epilogue
Later, after the formal announcement of the engagement, at which there was much cheering – Innes even condescended to clap – Pontifex Mansel called us together. “I have news for you. To the south, there are some ancient ruins, that used to be a castle known as Lagdou.”
“I know, Uncle. They became infested with monsters.”
“Well, it has come to my attention that there is a strange spell surrounding both the Ruins and Frelia’s Valni Tower. I would like to send you to Frelia to investigate. You may take the Sacred Twins with you.”
“We’ll go,” said Innes immediately. Tana was jiggling up and down with excitement. “We’ll break this… spell. Thank you for all your help.”
We set off the next day, and went by sea – Ephraim told me that the ghost ship L’Arachel had been warned about had been defeated, by him. King Hayden greeted us warmly, as I expected, and sent us off to the Tower after a welcome lunch with him.
The Tower contained only weak monsters, so we killed them all easily. But, we had an awful shock when we reached the front gate again… Continue reading
Fun in the sun
Where does this picture go? It’s envisioned in a Super Smash Bros. Melee setting, but I don’t have enough pictures to warrant an SSBM gallery. Fire Emblem people outnumber the Zelda people, but… well, ergh!
It’s in the Moshou no Nazo (Fire Emblem 1, I believe) gallery.
The walking people are Marth, Roy, Link, Rana, and Zelda. Lilina (looking ugly) and Sheeda are already in the pool.
I draw such short legs. Rrr. Nice sunglasses, though. Link’s got the fairies in his hat. His head is flat. I think Roy thinks he’s Superman or something. ^_^7
Epilogue
We returned first to Rausten, giving back the Sacred Twins to Pontifex Mansel. We stayed there for a time, celebrating, and I came to know and like L’Arachel much better than I ever did on the march. Somehow, she also bullied her uncle into letting her become engaged to Rennac. We all heartily wished them both joy.
This was the time that Ephraim and I pulled Seth aside, in a little room, and began to ‘discuss’ marriage with him. He argued a bit at first, relasping into his old reactions, saying that Prince Innes was a much better match than he. Ephraim yelled at him impatiently, but I showed Seth the ring he had given me, and he shut up. I smiled apologetically and put my arms around him. He returned the embrace, bent his red head and kissed me.
After a moment, we looked up and saw Ephraim was no longer there. Seth grumbled slightly about brothers-in-law-to-be who run off at the worst times, but I laughed and ran out of the room to find Ephraim to actually plan the wedding.
At dinner that night, as I waited in the corridor for my turn to enter the banquet hall, Ephraim and Seth walked up behind me, engaged in a technical discussion of lance-work. Seth laid an arm over both of our shoulders and changed the subject. “I still wish you two hadn’t ‘lorded’ me.” We gave him an extra title as an early wedding present. Lord Seth of the District of Pender…
Ephraim fixed him with a hard stare. “Seth, just how old are you again?”
“Er… twenty two, Lord Ephraim.”
“Just wondering. You’re so proper, I didn’t think you had the nerve to initiate… a group hug!”
After a brief tight embrace, we three of Renais stepped out to take our places at the tables of peace.
Chapter 21: Darkling Woods Epilogue
Chapter 22: Sacred Stone
There stood Lyon. We three stood still, not moving towards each other.
“Eirika…” he said at last. “Ephraim…”
“There’s no need to say anything, Lyon,” Ephraim said gently. “We know everything, and we’re sorry.”
“You must kill me now. The Demon King will use my body to revive his own…” We stood silent. “You don’t actually know everything. When the Demon King first reached out to me… there was… I must say it… jealousy and envy in my heart. I did not resist as I should have… I am to blame for my unforgivable weakness…”
“No, Lyon. You are not to blame,” I said. “Everyone has weaknesses. I know I do. I’m certain my brother does. We do, we do forgive you.”
“Even now, you are so kind to me…”
Abruptly, the Demon King broke in. “Are you done yet? Huh, making your life over into some sort of epic tragedy… Booooring!”
Ephraim shook himself. “We are going to kill you now.”
“Yes? You think you have the strength to do it?”
Ephraim looked at me, and I gave him a look of determination. “Yes, we can and will do it. You will die this day.” Continue reading