I Drew A Few Ghouls And Cadavers

"Covered in bandages, stuffed in a leather sack, bound by chains… was a human torso. The Arms, legs, and head had been cleanly and perfectly sliced off, as if they were removed magically. Underneath the wrappings Its skin was pale, the muscle emaciated and painfully thin. Rightfully, It should be dead. Yet whenever Kamen pressed his palm onto It’s chest he’d still feel the torso’s faint heartbeat. A comforting pressure that assured him his foe was still out there, that his enemy can still be made whole and finally destroyed. Kamen shredded up a portion of the meat by hand, stuffing it down what remained of the torso’s throat. He could feel it swallow, the wet muscles gripping his fingers as it choked down the food… a disgusting sensation, but now everything was ready for the journey ahead, and quite a long one it would be."

-excerpt from The glimpses of Norland: Rock-joint

I cant remember if ive ever talked about his lore or anything so uh here are some ideas I've had floating around:

I've always imagined him as a well-spoken noble type character, but he just absolutely hates people, like straight up despises every person he's ever talked to. And you just know his ass cannot stand politics! In my head, he used his education and wealth to become an adventurer as soon as possible, completely cutting off his family. But he can't quite escape the life he was born into. People recognize him everywhere he goes, and he still spends money like a noble as well. Those bad spending habits have him living quest to quest in order to survive, but honestly, he wouldn't have it any other way. Starving on the street is a far better fate than nobility.

Tried to paint my guy, my boy, my skrunkly idiot man

Bored

They aren't in my head, im physically unable to imagine these things, there is never a set way I want them to look. They feel like parts of my body, some sort of suppressed paranoia or anxiety, released in the forms of twisted faces and unnatural people. Nothing guides me as I draw, they just take shape, it's peaceful. Some therapy would really help me I believe, it's just not affordable. Unfortunately, these drawings aren't helping either. These are just distractions... I go back to feeling anxious and cold as soon as one is done.

Hello I like how this came out, sweaty is my favorite streamer yes sir ✅

IGNORE THE FACT THAT MY TITLE IS "THE MINORITY FEMALE"

Had to get Shakespearean on his ass

Had to get Shakespearean on his ass

Shawty is shivering my timbers till I start to 🥶

This is peak I love frieren

The light touched the artificial face, casting deep shadows that led to more questions than answers. His expression was marble, carved from stone, yet lively in a way no stone mason could ever hope to accomplish. For in the end, this was no thing, no statue. But a sentient being... somehow... deep underground beneath the frozen waste. The eyes watched, the mouth frowned, and the brows furrowed as it prepared to speak again.

"So... What truly brings you here outlander?" Said the stone faced man, his voice like rumbling gravel.

Some more art of Womedrah, I like doing portraits of him because his face is all sharp angles that are easy to shade