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  Silannah, a twelve thousand year old soldier, was charged with taking Ælithil from a spoiled child with no drive, to a warrior. It was time for him to stop lounging in taverns and learn to defend himself.

  After dragging her nephew off to Winterspring, she forced him to strip down to his skivvies in the snow and fight. His lack of training and skill became very apparent as they sparred in the snow.

   Excerpt that inspired this piece:

  “On your feet, bandu! Don’t make me kick you while you’re down.” Fear gave Ælithil surge of strength, and he lurched to his feet. He tried to copy her stance, raising his own fists. Seeing it, she smirked and shook her, saying, “Well, that’s just pathetic.” Then she was on him again. A flurry of kicks and punches had him reeling immediately. She was faster than he would have believed. Stronger too. He tried to keep his guard up, but he could barely see her through the whirling snow and she always found a way through. His defense was useless, and his offense simply did not exist. Soon he was staggering backwards, holding his arms in front of his face, too frightened and overwhelmed to do more. Seeing him back down so quickly sent Silannah into a rage. She unleashed a trio of body blows underneath his guard, then followed that with a punishing kick that hit his right arm with the force of a hammer. He heard the crack of abused bone before he felt anything. Like a felled oak, he toppled into the snow, shrieking and curling into the fetal position as the pain of the broken arm hit him. Silannah, looking disgusted, hauled him onto her shoulders and carried him inside.

Read the full story here as written by Forosuul :
silverthorn.house/silannah/bea…

Hello everyone! Today we are going to take a look at an unusual piece - an illustration I was commissioned to paint for TindomielSilverthorn and Forosuul of a wonderful story written by Forosuul , that is called Beat into shape. The concept of two pale skinned and silver haired elves fighting nearly naked in the frozen, snowy conditions of Winterspring was quite a challenge but the more I got into it, the more I enjoyed it. I hope you enjoy the final result as well .

And thank you for commissioning me, it was a pleasure working with you

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Please come and visit my other artsy venues! Any support is most welcome

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Description
  Silannah, a twelve thousand year old soldier, was charged with taking Ælithil from a spoiled child with no drive, to a warrior. It was time for him to stop lounging in taverns and learn to defend himself.

  After dragging her nephew off to Winterspring, she forced him to strip down to his skivvies in the snow and fight. His lack of training and skill became very apparent as they sparred in the snow.

   Excerpt that inspired this piece:

  “On your feet, bandu! Don’t make me kick you while you’re down.” Fear gave Ælithil surge of strength, and he lurched to his feet. He tried to copy her stance, raising his own fists. Seeing it, she smirked and shook her, saying, “Well, that’s just pathetic.” Then she was on him again. A flurry of kicks and punches had him reeling immediately. She was faster than he would have believed. Stronger too. He tried to keep his guard up, but he could barely see her through the whirling snow and she always found a way through. His defense was useless, and his offense simply did not exist. Soon he was staggering backwards, holding his arms in front of his face, too frightened and overwhelmed to do more. Seeing him back down so quickly sent Silannah into a rage. She unleashed a trio of body blows underneath his guard, then followed that with a punishing kick that hit his right arm with the force of a hammer. He heard the crack of abused bone before he felt anything. Like a felled oak, he toppled into the snow, shrieking and curling into the fetal position as the pain of the broken arm hit him. Silannah, looking disgusted, hauled him onto her shoulders and carried him inside.

Read the full story here as written by Forosuul :
silverthorn.house/silannah/bea…

Hello everyone! Today we are going to take a look at an unusual piece - an illustration I was commissioned to paint for TindomielSilverthorn and Forosuul of a wonderful story written by Forosuul , that is called Beat into shape. The concept of two pale skinned and silver haired elves fighting nearly naked in the frozen, snowy conditions of Winterspring was quite a challenge but the more I got into it, the more I enjoyed it. I hope you enjoy the final result as well .

And thank you for commissioning me, it was a pleasure working with you

=====================================

Please come and visit my other artsy venues! Any support is most welcome

My Patreon My Ko-Fi My Twitter My Tumblr Redubble Merchandise Store Society6 Merchandise Store