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Something for my mental wellbeing

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I’d love to know what canvas size and dpi you use in procreate! I struggle a lot with the quality of my work and yours always seems great :)

Hey there! I mostly use 5000x5000 canvas and cut it or expand it in the process if needed. As for dpi 300-350 is completely enough most of the time, you might only need more for comics or high quality prints in case you have a lot of smaller details in your art c:

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Just two wardens chilling. Nothing to see here.

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Stumbled upon this sketch I did when the party got back from Avernus and I totally forgot about it. Gods I miss them

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Astarion and Malice✨

A recent commission.

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Don’t fall for the boss, huh?

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Basing my warden Rook on my paladin from a current dnd campaign was a mistake. I’m now obsessed with both…

Just a quick warmup sketch 🪶

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Hope you don't mind me asking again of your bard and her dragonborn? 😅

It’s getting hard to refuse a chance to rant about them, especially now as we have finished the campaign🌝

I keep thinking about this one scene after Clio got back from an adventure that almost became the party’s last one. They got to meet the gods of their realm or those who claimed to be ones. One of them turned out to be her sister’s patron, the other unwillingly caused vivid nightmares that were haunting Clio for more than five years reminding her about the assault she and her sister barely survived. Our oathbreaker paladin also had a time of his life meeting the god he used to serve. The party almost died there trying to prevent the destruction of their civilisation and death of everyone they love along with it. Her sister did die in a way there.

After killing some gods and saving the world, learning and surviving things she couldn’t even begin to comprehend, Clio got back home to the Iron City. She stormed to an ongoing council meeting in an iconic Aragorn at Helm’s Deep fashion, telling the story about what they’ve been through, explaining the recent global calamity and how they’ve managed to stop it. The utter awe on faces of other members of the council, including Hescan’s, brought bard the satisfaction she was seeking. Clio couldn’t quite grasp it but something was different about the way her chief looked at her. Last time she saw him he told her he was falling deep for her… or it was just a fever she had then, she couldn’t tell, she wasn’t sure. The man she was talking to through the communication ring during the adventure seemed to be the same unbothered and cold Dragonborn she knows for a few years now. Something shifted and for the first time she felt her hands sweating in his presence.

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“I could’ve actually lost you this time,” he said in a quieter voice when they were finally alone and she noticed the slight shiver in chief’s voice. Clio’s heart clenched in her chest, he meant it. He worried about her.

That evening and the night that came after he was gentle, caring. That was new. Of course, he always made sure not to hurt her, unless she wanted to, but he never really expressed his affection like that. Not that it was unpleasant, it surprised and puzzled her.

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“I was thinking…” he stumbled during a pillow talk a few hours later, “you know…maybe we should start spending more time together?”. She could’ve sworn she saw a blush coming through those emerald scales of his.

“I need to talk to you,” she sighed feeling tense and set up on the edge of the bed.

Hescan stood up, got around the bed, poured and passed a goblet of wine to the girl also taking one for himself.

“You know,” she started, “I believed my twin was dead there for some time. We had a huge fight right before that. All I could think about were things I should’ve told her or done and would never get a chance to.”

Hescan set quietly on his knees on the floor across from his little spy and was looking up at Clio as she proceeded, “And then I thought, what if we fail the whole “world saving” thing and I will never get to see you again. There’re things I regret I haven’t told you.” she stopped, trying to regain composure, “I have met someone,” she said avoiding looking at him at first, “He’s wonderful. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so safe and peaceful with anyone before.”

She could see the tension, anger and confusion building in his face.

“I feel seen. He looked into me and managed to bring back the girl even I believed was long gone, hiding under the myriad of different masks. He listens and he hears every word I say,” she smiles feeling already embarrassed of what she’s going to say next, “And despite all the common sense, I… I trust him.”

“What…” Hescan utters quietly, breaking the silence that filled the room. The look of anger, pain and the sticky feeling of betrayal washing over him.

“I trust him,” she repeats, “and I trust him my heart. I trust he will take good care of it.” Clio reaches with her hand and gently touches Dragonborn’s chest over his heart as she asks softly, “You will take care of it for me, wouldn’t you?”

The girl was waiting for a moment, watching as the anger on Hescan’s face changed to confusion and then the sparkle in his eyes as he glanced back at her when realisation finally hit him.

“I’m going to kill you!” he growled as he pounced at her, pushing her back on the soft bed. The girl giggled in his strong embrace, feeling the pressure of his body over hers.

“I need to hear it, my heart” she pleaded, pushing him away just enough to look him in the eyes.

He smiled softly and whispered, “I love you.” as he gently bit the arch of her neck, “you’re safe,” he followed with a kiss.

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I’m totally normal about these two (no)

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Do you have a patreon?

Not yet, but I have it planned for the next year!

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If your Dragonborn and Bard went on a date, what would be the ideal date for them?

Some time before sunset Clio would storm into her chief’s office without knocking, the sound of little tinkling bells in her hair filled the room. She never knocks and it pisses him off. Hescan is sitting there at his desk, working, lost in countless reports. He rolls his eyes and takes a deep breath, he’s tired. He isn’t ready to deal with whatever else she brings.

Clio would gently pull him by the hand, saying she has something important to show him. Chief would argue there’s still work to finish and orders to be given. But she’s been his captain for some time now and knows for a fact this work is endless. Although the orders she has already dealt with to leave him no choice but succumb to her demands.

She would take him to the hill outside the city walls. The top of the hill overlooks the entire city and the sea behind it, where the sun is going to hide in just a few more minutes. Clio prepared everything for the picnic beforehand. She would pour some gin for him and wine for herself. Thoughts of work are finally leaving Hescan’s mind as he sees the girl changing to her true form. Being a changeling meant hiding her nature from others, but she could be herself around him. The trust never came easy for any of them which is why each small display of it meant so much.

Clio would entertain him with another story from her adventures, making him guess whether the story is true. He figures it out most of the times. Well, every time. The girl plays with ribbons in her hair when she’s lying. But he lets her win every now and then. Her radiant smile and laughter is totally worth being a fool for a change.

They would spend a few hours away from the bustling streets and almost too quiet office, telling each other stories, singing songs, laughing and just enjoining each other’s company.

When the stars are shining and the moon is high above them, Clio lying in the Dragonborn’s lap would reach out for her journal she brought from the last adventure. She would say she gleaned some curious ideas, but some of them confused her and she might need a… hand working it out. The look of pure innocence on her face. She would pass him a journal with some neatly drawn illustrations she found on the walls of a brothel in a long lost city that belonged to the previous civilisation. Hescan would grin glancing at Clio, the mischievous glint in her eyes, she smiled and bit her lip. He knows too well there’s not a single drop of innocence in his little spy and he loves it about her. After all he can’t refuse the damsel in distress, she’s all he needs right now, all he can think about and he’s pulling her close. The night is young and there’s still so much to explore.

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Hey, can we have more of the Green Dragonborn and the Bard?

Hey! I really appreciate the demand and believe me I’m working on it! I want more of the Dragonborn and the Bard as well and they live rent free in my mind! 🫠

However I’m still learning to draw dragonborns and it’s quite a challenge tbh. So if you happen to have any questions you’d like to ask about them, I’ll be more than happy to talk about these two more!

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I’m obsessed with your art style 🫶🏻 do you have any tips for any beginner artists on how we progress our art styles?

Aww, that’s so sweet, thank you🥹

Well, if I’m being honest the best advice I can give a beginner artist about art style is shift the focus from style to the basics. Learning and understanding shapes, perspective, composition color theory, anatomy would help you build the strong foundation on which you can then form your style, which mostly comes and progresses with experience.

To make it easier for you, it’s good to decide what is that you want to draw or focus more on - landscapes, people, animals, etc. Each would require a different skill set.

And when you already have the foundation, my tip would be picking styles and features that you like in other artist’s works and make study copies of those. This would make you analyze their process. The basics that you had would be a great tool for understanding the thought process behind the artistic decisions each artist made in their work. Then you can play around, combine and practice things that work best for you and what you want to achieve in your art.

I think it’s important to remember that art style is also just a tool and not the endgame itself.

Good luck on the journey🫶🏻

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I was working on commissions, but my hand slipped

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Hi! Not sure of you've been asked this yet, but what kind of brushes do you use for lineart/coloring? Also, I also I'm OBSESSED with how you render your art, how do you go about shading and detailing? The brushstrokes look so beautiful 😭 sorry if this doesn't make total sense I'm not sure if im using the terminology correctly, but I love your work! <3

Hiii! Thank you so much, I’m so flattered to hear it💛

I mostly work in Procreate and use MaxPacks gouache brushes almost exclusively for both lineart and rendering, I really love their gritty texture.

I also really love the default Dry ink and 6B pencil, if I don’t feel like rendering too much and want to keep it simple, as the last two pieces I poster here!

Other than that I really don’t have any system in my process tbh. Basically I’m just color blocking and then use line work to “blend” the edges of each color, if it makes sense. I wish I could tell more, but I’m honestly very hectic about my rendering process🙃

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Hi! Do you have a comm sheet, or anywhere to look at for comm info?

I’m working on putting all the info together and hope to get it done in few weeks.

Meanwhile, you can reach out either through email finnfrei.art@gmail.com or messages here, I’ll be happy to guide you through it!

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OoooaAA. Big lizard man?. Woaughsaa a ajzlhdkdkdjf

I want it to be here🌝