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Here guys, have a little snack to hold you over while we wait for Chapter 20 to return from the editor, lol.

So I got to talking to my pal jadamfox earlier today about our artistic goals and aspirations for the near future. Mine is to turn Seventh Ring into a graphic novel starting next year, but I've been itching to test out my visual storytelling skills, so I decided to just try it out. This took roughly an hour and a half to sketch, so not too bad! Obviously, it's ridiculously, disgustingly, embarrassingly rough and gnarly looking, but I at least got the concept down... D:

I don't actually hate it, haha. It's sort of fun and I'm thinking of sketching out the rest of this scene with a few more pages when I have some spare time. This is one of my favorite scenes between Six and Seven so far, so I thought it would translate well. What do you guys think?

Artwork and Seventh Ring © Quaylak

Interested in reading the story? Check out the first three chapters below!

Seventh Ring: Part 1 - Sold
Chapter 1: Sold
New Earth, 418 A.C. (After Contact)
"We'll start the bidding off at 100 credits!"
Ari shifted uncomfortably in her seat as the auction began. The fan she'd crafted out of the event's flier was starting to crumple  between her fingers and become less and less useful the faster she moved her arm. The heat of the sun above them was unbearable,  despite how early in the afternoon the auction was scheduled. It didn't help that the tight leather corset that hugged her middle was making it harder for her to breathe and shed the heat her body was emitting. A long, cream-colored dress  kept her legs hot while a wide, flowery bonnet  helped shield her pale face. She unlocked her ankles and shifted her weight in the hard wooden  chair near the auction's stage.
"Stop fidgeting, will you?" hissed the man beside her.
She obeyed and recrossed her legs without meeting his gaze. She didn't move again until the auctioneer shouted "sold!"
The object that was Seventh Ring: Part 2 - Numbers
Chapter 2: Numbers
New Earth, 418 A.C. (After Contact)
"Bring the coach around back, Two," said William hastily to a tall, lanky alien standing beside a jet-black carriage. Two was one of William and Ari's longest owned aliens. He was also one of their most trusted, hence their allowing him to remain unchained and unsupervised with their carriage. They were certain of his loyalty to them and often left him in charge of simple tasks; like going to the market and cleaning around the house.
Two looked as though he had just stepped out of the 17th century. He was an older, stuffy-looking alien who had a small head, long  face, a large nose,  and big green eyes that always seemed to be looking down at everyone. He also had ears that were long like a goat's, but one could never tell, because he insisted on keeping them tied behind his head like a tiny ponytail. William chose him specifically for his snobby demeanor and snooty, high-end tastes. When Seventh Ring: Part 3 - Formalities
Three was silent for a moment, making sure that William had put enough distance between them before he spoke. He was short by alien standards and quite stocky and square-shaped. His body was covered in a thick, leathery skin that was no doubt used to protect him from the harsh rays of his own planet's star. He appeared to be reptilian, but his face looked like a scaly bulldog. Two long teeth pointed straight up from his lower jaw and wrinkles sagged over his forehead, cheeks, and below his eyes. Three was clearly well-aged.
"So, they've reached as far as Kazek, huh?"  he asked curiously in a rough, dry voice. He tucked the dirty towel he'd been using into his back pocket and crossed his thick arms. His tattered, once-white shirt was covered in what looked like oil and red dirt beneath a tight pair of suspenders that stretched over his very broad shoulders. Seven looked at him fiercely, but it was obvious that Three was genuinely curious. "They don't tell us much 'round here.

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Here guys, have a little snack to hold you over while we wait for Chapter 20 to return from the editor, lol.

So I got to talking to my pal jadamfox earlier today about our artistic goals and aspirations for the near future. Mine is to turn Seventh Ring into a graphic novel starting next year, but I've been itching to test out my visual storytelling skills, so I decided to just try it out. This took roughly an hour and a half to sketch, so not too bad! Obviously, it's ridiculously, disgustingly, embarrassingly rough and gnarly looking, but I at least got the concept down... D:

I don't actually hate it, haha. It's sort of fun and I'm thinking of sketching out the rest of this scene with a few more pages when I have some spare time. This is one of my favorite scenes between Six and Seven so far, so I thought it would translate well. What do you guys think?

Artwork and Seventh Ring © Quaylak

Interested in reading the story? Check out the first three chapters below!

Seventh Ring: Part 1 - Sold
Chapter 1: Sold
New Earth, 418 A.C. (After Contact)
"We'll start the bidding off at 100 credits!"
Ari shifted uncomfortably in her seat as the auction began. The fan she'd crafted out of the event's flier was starting to crumple  between her fingers and become less and less useful the faster she moved her arm. The heat of the sun above them was unbearable,  despite how early in the afternoon the auction was scheduled. It didn't help that the tight leather corset that hugged her middle was making it harder for her to breathe and shed the heat her body was emitting. A long, cream-colored dress  kept her legs hot while a wide, flowery bonnet  helped shield her pale face. She unlocked her ankles and shifted her weight in the hard wooden  chair near the auction's stage.
"Stop fidgeting, will you?" hissed the man beside her.
She obeyed and recrossed her legs without meeting his gaze. She didn't move again until the auctioneer shouted "sold!"
The object that was Seventh Ring: Part 2 - Numbers
Chapter 2: Numbers
New Earth, 418 A.C. (After Contact)
"Bring the coach around back, Two," said William hastily to a tall, lanky alien standing beside a jet-black carriage. Two was one of William and Ari's longest owned aliens. He was also one of their most trusted, hence their allowing him to remain unchained and unsupervised with their carriage. They were certain of his loyalty to them and often left him in charge of simple tasks; like going to the market and cleaning around the house.
Two looked as though he had just stepped out of the 17th century. He was an older, stuffy-looking alien who had a small head, long  face, a large nose,  and big green eyes that always seemed to be looking down at everyone. He also had ears that were long like a goat's, but one could never tell, because he insisted on keeping them tied behind his head like a tiny ponytail. William chose him specifically for his snobby demeanor and snooty, high-end tastes. When Seventh Ring: Part 3 - Formalities
Three was silent for a moment, making sure that William had put enough distance between them before he spoke. He was short by alien standards and quite stocky and square-shaped. His body was covered in a thick, leathery skin that was no doubt used to protect him from the harsh rays of his own planet's star. He appeared to be reptilian, but his face looked like a scaly bulldog. Two long teeth pointed straight up from his lower jaw and wrinkles sagged over his forehead, cheeks, and below his eyes. Three was clearly well-aged.
"So, they've reached as far as Kazek, huh?"  he asked curiously in a rough, dry voice. He tucked the dirty towel he'd been using into his back pocket and crossed his thick arms. His tattered, once-white shirt was covered in what looked like oil and red dirt beneath a tight pair of suspenders that stretched over his very broad shoulders. Seven looked at him fiercely, but it was obvious that Three was genuinely curious. "They don't tell us much 'round here.