{Salivanus: Kaidamu}

The great lyndwurm turned, blazing with righteous fury. The mane of tentacles about his head writhed like angry snakes itching and ready to strike at a moment's notice. His eyes were burning wildfires in the night, raging through a doomed forest. An arkana mist escaped his scaly lips, drawn back over huge gleaming teeth tinged purple with garran blood. A hiss billowed over his curling tongue, searing smoke seeking to choke some poor, unlucky soul.

"Die", he seethed.

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Kaidamu - (ky-DAH-moo) - Die, be killed

I rather like this.

Poor me and my non-existant shading skills.

I wonder if I were to find someone with considerable shading skills...

Ah, anyway... I love Salivanus. I love all my characters, but he's special.

So, his story is:

Salivanus was a greatly respected lyndwurm of the olden days, and claimed hundreds of miles of territory as well as several thousand garran slaves. His lady, Tarisianae, ruled with him, and they loved each other deeply.

Then came the garran revolt. Garrans all over the world rose up against their once-mighty lyndwurm masters, and though many were slain, the lyndwurns were destroyed like grasshoppers under a swarm of ants. Life went on for the garrans, who rose to power shortly after, driving the broken, scattered numbers of lyndwurms to the wilderness, where they wqere hunted for sport.

Generations passed, and the lyndwurms were forgotten, just myths to scare children into obedience or tell around a fire. Still, there were survivors few and far between. They lurked in the dark, hidden from the world, perhaps trying to rebuild their lost empire, perhaps just dying away.

Salivanus is one of these survivors; powerful, ancient,... vengeful. His lady died in the great revolt, ravaged and left for dead by a pack of her own treacherous, vile servants. He'd been too late to see her, too late to say goodbye.

From that day on, Salivanus has sworn to find a way to bring his love back, to raise her from the dead so he could see her once more.

Salivanus is a snexay necromancer. He dabbled in it before the revolt, and has seriously picked it up since Tarisianae's tragic death. If Arkana were a game, that what his power was going to be.... he's in league with the Arkanite queen (Tgr'ek!) and uses her Balek's Kor to collect souls and... yeah...

ANYWAY, basically, he's just trying to raise his baby chica from the dead. He's been rather unsuccesful. Anyways, yeah.

Tools Used:
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Papermate mechanical pencil, .7mm lead
Pilot Precise V5 Extra Fine pen
Adobe Photoshop, v4.0
Adesso Tablet, 6x4
Mist stock used to make arkana smoke: http://morguefile.com/archive/?display=166264&
Rose stock used to make stained glass: http://www.ze-card.com/images/roses/roses78.htm

Thank you, goodnight.

-Lee, wif