Flaria: Hooray! You’re back safely!
Flairé: Yes, indeed we are, sister! Do you have food?
Flaria: Oh, Flairé, just look at these rips and tears… Do you know how long it will take me to fix that? Continue reading
Jalril is waiting beside a glorified hole in the ground in a swamp.
Jen: Jalril! You’re still here!
Jalril: I am. You are unhurt, all of you?
Flairé: Never better. Let’s get away from here, though.
They ride off into relatively blue skies, if not sunshine.
What, you expect SUNSHINE in the Pacific Northwest? Fat chance! lol, actually it was pretty sunny out yesterday. I should know. I went shopping all over town.
I hope I never have to draw swamps again. Or forest roads. I’m soooo bad at them and they just annoy me. The hillside was supposed to be lush and green but I fell into the same kind of mistake that I make with my mini bases and made it mostly dirt instead. Blah. But isn’t Deerfleet cute? I adore Deerfleet. He’s just a kid.
Flairé, Leslie, and Jen dash for the exit, fighting their way through more enemies.
Okay, fun fact about this page! Leslie was going to help out by throwing rocks at people, because she’s helpful, but the first guy she threw a rock at just swung his weirdo-weapon (whaddya call that thing anyway? It’s not an axe, or a lance, or a long-handled sword, or a scythe… what is it? …a pole-blade? That’s a dumb name) like a baseball bat and almost got Jen in the head with the rock. So Leslie decided it would be better if she didn’t throw rocks.
The archer isn’t very good, though.
What’s that in the last panel, though? Could it be…?
AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH my news is so crazy I have to scream, okay? I’ve been perpetually mentally screaming since about 4:45 yesterday, when I found out I’M GOING TO THE PROVINCIALS AT NATIONAL LEVEL AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH That’s crazy talk!!! I’m nowhere near good enough! I’ve improved a ton over the last year but not that much!! I’m no Shika Card!
Also, I have a really shiny scroll made of red wood. Dr. Robin Wood Memorial Award! Seeing as the last five winners are Shika, Lisa, Shika, Lisa, and Shifra, that’s pretty impressive company.
Btw I’m a little suspicious of all this good fortune. Perhaps I play certain styles really well, but my technique leaves a LOT to be desired. While I’ve improved, there is still no guarantee I will play all the right notes! And this is why I don’t think I am really fit to be recommended to all these awards and things.
Leslie: Of course I can! That swordfighting was amazing! You didn’t even kill anyone!
Flairé: (rubs the back of his head awkwardly) Eheh, no, I didn’t. People would be really mad if I did. Never mind the fact that I ought to be really mad at them for what might have happened to you!
Voices from further in the base: Intruders!? Where? The prince? Where is the captain? Get them!
Flairé: Let’s go, my ladies! We still need to get out of here!
Leslie: I’m sorry to cause you so much trouble.
Flairé: The heck? I’m the one who should apologize for letting them get you. I might not be able to forgive myself. (kneels to Leslie) Miss Leslie, can you ever forgive me for my shortsightedness, inattention, and slow response time?
Leslie: (blinks at him)
Hey guys here is lineart as promised! Colour tomorrow. I seem to have given up on commas for the sake of entertainment. Anyway, (oops, comma – guess I’m back to normal) I wanted to draw Leslie REALLY REALLY PURDY in that last panel but I drew her mouth too far to the right in the pencil sketch and tried to fix it without using an eraser first… FAIL!! Also I fail at cheekbones. But yeah, Flairé is a prince and a bit of a goof so he would totally do the kneeling thing and I DREW A DOORWAY DO YOU GUYS LIKE MY DOORWAY THAT I STUCK IN!?
Leslie: (goes CHOMP on the bad guy’s hand)
Enemy soldier: AAGH
Other enemy soldiers: OH NO SHE HAS SUDDENLY BECOME FEISTY
Jen: Why is feisty only applied to mildly violent women? Continue reading
Look ma, only one hand!
This is Flairé, because I was bored and wanted to draw Flairé dancing to Hayastani Aghchigner by Mariam Matossian. He is in the garden of the Lilemlen capital castle, and dancing on that wooden platform mentioned in the relevant chapter, and the squiggley things around him (more squiggley than the others, anyway, and that are not bushes) are random small percussion instruments dangling where he can hit them as he’s ‘dancing’. Also I used Photoshop to resize/increase contrast and I’m not sure it turned out that well. Maybe I’ll go back to just using generic Windows programs.
(totally hardcore battle-noises as Flairé fights off the assassin group)
Leslie: (appears out of door behind Jen) Flairé!
Jen: Yay!
Flairé: ‘Lo, girls.
Jen: Flairé! –
Leslie: (YOINK)
Black-haired assassin: (holding Leslie at knife-point) Stop! Surrender!
Everyone: …
Leslie: … >: (
Page is sketched. I invite you to compare it to the original stick figures in the last two panels. 
I think I like the original stickies better. The Leslie angryface >: ( anyway.
The guy holding Leslie is totally based off of Edgeworth. Except with black hair.
Colour will be up later but for now I have to practice while my chocolate rush is still on. Mmm… I love chocolate.
SO I GOT A SILVER MARKER and it’s pretty cool but I think I overused it.
YES I LIKE PICKLES DO YOU LIKE PICKLES
We all like pickles. Except for AlexR and .t
Yeah? ‘Sup?
I now have a shirt with these pictures on them, so now I can show you the pictures!! Top image is not full size but full size is 900 px across and I didn’t think you wanted that.
Flairé’s tunic came out wonderfully smooth on the shirt, and… the rest of him, too, actually. Except for his face. It was a little blotchy. I remember making a Photoshop-smoothed version, but I must not have emailed it to myself. The shading on the hair and sleeves is by my French Grey art makers; the shading on the cloak is from a black marker, a grey marker, and the grey marker gone over twice to get a darker shade. It might not wholly make sense, but it looks pretty good, I guess. Actually on the shirt itself it’s a little hard to tell.
Anyway. You like? I like for sure.