The Armour surcoat I made for this summer’s Epic Empires quickly became one of my favourite pieces of Costume.
I have not managed to take good pictures of the finished surcoat, so here are some WIP photographs. The surcoat still lacks clasps here, and the sides are not yet closed. But all the embroidery, the leather and the lining are already finished.
This Photo was taken by Nummi after a sucessful battle inside an enemy camp. Looking at it I see so many things I want to add to the armour.I like the colour contrast of the black and green gate.
This is the infamous “third half-time” that usually happens right after the final battle. Very serious roleplaying going on right now.
This is from 2015, but it looked pretty much the same last saturday.
The photo was taken by Moritz Jendral
While I was away, attending the Epic Empires 2016 the last of last year’s photos were put online. The photos were taken by Moritz Jendral.
I finished my first sketchbook about a week ago. And since I take photos of what I scribble most times, I decided to pick the nicest of them an put them in a scribble Gallery.
Last Year after the Epic Empires I drew If we fail, inspired by a ision our characters had. This year there was no Plot-event that awesome, but instead a
a very particular scene made me grab tablet and pen – since in those moments photographers tend to be somewhere else. But this gives me an excuse to paint.
Fanart, of sorts.
In short: During the night-time siege of the orc mine my character Elrian tried to heal another warrior, Indhoriel. And despite not being a good healer at all she barely succeeded in keeping her alive. But only minutes after this, Chaos Warriors joined the battle and attacked from behind, cutting Elrian down and leaving her to bleed to death together with the one she had tried to safe.
They both were able to come back to live at a sanctuary located in the elven camp. but not without undergoing horrors, in Elrian’s case sinking into the dephts of the sea an being dragged even deeper by cold, black fingers.
Waking in the Sanctuary, the first thing Elrian saw was Indhoriel lying next to her and she knew that this meant she had ultimately failed in healing her. Something similar already had happened one day earlier and so she was devastated with guilt. Indhoriel, while regaining consciousness tried to explain to her that while she had failed in end, what really mattered was that she had at least tried. It still took some time (and the help of another elf, Irien) until Elrian calmed down.
It was the most touching moment for me on the whole con. It was also the first time I realy cried in roleplay. Thank you so much!