So, today marks the final round of torture—my last few drawings. After this, I’m all out (can I hear a collective sigh of relief out there?) First image: I’ve heard more than once that the characters I draw are in desperate need of dentists (not to mention facial surgeons—and, above all, a better artist! *lol*) These guys here are no exception. They appear to be orcs killing each other—why? Probably because they couldn’t get their hands on the person who drew them—me! Second image: Yikes—I really did a number on this poor guy’s face. No wonder he’s furious and wants to set his winged friend on me! And don’t even ask about that dark smudge above his staff; I think it’s just there because I messed something up and couldn’t quite fix it. *haha* Third image: A textbook example of my dark, edgy tastes back in the day. As long as there were claws, leathery wings, and horns, I was happy. Thank goodness I never tried my hand at fashion design! *lol* Well, that’s it—that’s every last drawing I had, and honestly, even that was probably too many. There aren’t any more, and there never will be! :D Thanks to everyone who looked at these "masterpieces" with a kind eye, and wishing a speedy recovery to everyone who had to see them! :D