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Edit: Removed the spots on his skin. He looks better 'clean.'

Character design concept for a friend for a gargoyle rp we started.

Played around with some new things today. I know I could have done more with it, and I know it's not the best. I was entertained while making this tho.

Loosely used this tutorial for the coloring/shading process: [link]

This is the guy who smashed Umbra Silva's wings!! D:<

Here's his profile, written by his creator:

Character Name: Despero Nex He gave himself this name "So the humans will know what to whisper in fear at my approach."
Gender: Male
Age: 42 (looks 21)
Appearance: A silver-grey humanoid gargoyle with two vertical horns coming out of his forehead, large, membranous wings, clawed hands and feet, and a sharp barb on the tip of his tail used for slashing and stabbing.
Personality: Completely insane, he hates humans due to their slaughter of his original clan and gargoyles who hide rather than fight them or ally with them. He rarely shows any emotion besides anger or insanity, the only time he ever seems happy or calm is when he is holding his dead mate's horn or playing his flute. He has no remorse about the many humans and gargoyles he has killed.
Abilities: Extremely skilled at hand to hand combat, fast, and does not turn to stone during the day due to a spell he had a mage cast on him.
Bio: He was born to a small, relatively peaceful clan of humanoid gargoyles, who were eventually slaughtered by a small human army. When the attack came he could do nothing but run, after seeing almost all of his family and friends slaughtered, including his mate. He was able to grab a fragment of her horn before flying away from the carnage below him.

This event twisted him, before he had been like the rest of his clan, calm, compassionate, peaceful, he had even been known as a great flutist, but afterwards he became full of hate and rage, it soon drove him insane. Eventually he joined Umbra Silva's clan of cowardly misfits. They had all been displaced from their homes in one way or another and had banded together here in the jungle to hide like weaklings and cowards. He only joined so that he would have a safe place to roost and wouldn't be seen as a trespasser in their territory, in truth they all made him sick. Especially Umbra, who presumed to call him "brother" and be the leader of the motley assortment of outcasts. It didn't take long for Despero's hatred to make him want to kill the cowards and weaklings who followed Umbra, but he knew that he couldn't take the whole clan by himself. Or at least, not at night. He soon sought for a way to forgo turning to stone during the day, this search led him to a mage who could supposedly cast a spell on him that would ensure this. He would need to sleep and he would lose the curative powers of turning to stone, but in his mind, the power it would give him outweighed the loss. The man wanted a bag of gold, Despero dropped a bag that clinked encouragingly on the table before the mage began casting his spell, the contents of which were nothing more than stone and metal shards. Once the spell was in place the mage informed him. When Despero asked how he could know the man was not lying to him the man simply pointed out of his tent flap, where the sun was already rising. Despero smiled and turned to face the rising sun, his tail flicking to the side and neatly slitting the mage's throat down to the vocal cords. Without a backwards glance he walked out of the tent and flew straight to the ruins where Umbra's clan slept.

Once he arrived he began demolishing statue after statue, making sure to keep the heads intact and arranging them neatly on the nearby walls. He even destroyed the eggs that were kept within what little remained of the underground portion of the ruins. He saved Umbra for last, but rather than kill him outright he chose to break off the fool’s wings. After all, he knew that Umbra would feel so much more pain knowing that his entire clan was gone and that the freedom of flight was lost to him than he would if Despero simply smashed him here and now. Once his work was done Despero flew through the daylight with no real destination in mind, he wasn't sure how quite yet but his next goal would be the destruction of the pathetic human race.
Items: A horn fragment from his mate in his first clan and a flute.

Despero (c) Andrew Farland
art (c) me

Description
Edit: Removed the spots on his skin. He looks better 'clean.'

Character design concept for a friend for a gargoyle rp we started.

Played around with some new things today. I know I could have done more with it, and I know it's not the best. I was entertained while making this tho.

Loosely used this tutorial for the coloring/shading process: [link]

This is the guy who smashed Umbra Silva's wings!! D:<

Here's his profile, written by his creator:

Character Name: Despero Nex He gave himself this name "So the humans will know what to whisper in fear at my approach."
Gender: Male
Age: 42 (looks 21)
Appearance: A silver-grey humanoid gargoyle with two vertical horns coming out of his forehead, large, membranous wings, clawed hands and feet, and a sharp barb on the tip of his tail used for slashing and stabbing.
Personality: Completely insane, he hates humans due to their slaughter of his original clan and gargoyles who hide rather than fight them or ally with them. He rarely shows any emotion besides anger or insanity, the only time he ever seems happy or calm is when he is holding his dead mate's horn or playing his flute. He has no remorse about the many humans and gargoyles he has killed.
Abilities: Extremely skilled at hand to hand combat, fast, and does not turn to stone during the day due to a spell he had a mage cast on him.
Bio: He was born to a small, relatively peaceful clan of humanoid gargoyles, who were eventually slaughtered by a small human army. When the attack came he could do nothing but run, after seeing almost all of his family and friends slaughtered, including his mate. He was able to grab a fragment of her horn before flying away from the carnage below him.

This event twisted him, before he had been like the rest of his clan, calm, compassionate, peaceful, he had even been known as a great flutist, but afterwards he became full of hate and rage, it soon drove him insane. Eventually he joined Umbra Silva's clan of cowardly misfits. They had all been displaced from their homes in one way or another and had banded together here in the jungle to hide like weaklings and cowards. He only joined so that he would have a safe place to roost and wouldn't be seen as a trespasser in their territory, in truth they all made him sick. Especially Umbra, who presumed to call him "brother" and be the leader of the motley assortment of outcasts. It didn't take long for Despero's hatred to make him want to kill the cowards and weaklings who followed Umbra, but he knew that he couldn't take the whole clan by himself. Or at least, not at night. He soon sought for a way to forgo turning to stone during the day, this search led him to a mage who could supposedly cast a spell on him that would ensure this. He would need to sleep and he would lose the curative powers of turning to stone, but in his mind, the power it would give him outweighed the loss. The man wanted a bag of gold, Despero dropped a bag that clinked encouragingly on the table before the mage began casting his spell, the contents of which were nothing more than stone and metal shards. Once the spell was in place the mage informed him. When Despero asked how he could know the man was not lying to him the man simply pointed out of his tent flap, where the sun was already rising. Despero smiled and turned to face the rising sun, his tail flicking to the side and neatly slitting the mage's throat down to the vocal cords. Without a backwards glance he walked out of the tent and flew straight to the ruins where Umbra's clan slept.

Once he arrived he began demolishing statue after statue, making sure to keep the heads intact and arranging them neatly on the nearby walls. He even destroyed the eggs that were kept within what little remained of the underground portion of the ruins. He saved Umbra for last, but rather than kill him outright he chose to break off the fool’s wings. After all, he knew that Umbra would feel so much more pain knowing that his entire clan was gone and that the freedom of flight was lost to him than he would if Despero simply smashed him here and now. Once his work was done Despero flew through the daylight with no real destination in mind, he wasn't sure how quite yet but his next goal would be the destruction of the pathetic human race.
Items: A horn fragment from his mate in his first clan and a flute.

Despero (c) Andrew Farland
art (c) me