#harold l. craftian

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done only with encouragement from @codsfish

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Second Chance at Death page two

Content warning: mentions of death, swearing

The door jingled, blowing open from the storm brewing outside. Mono swore, looking back at the door. I just fixed that damned door, if it broke again-

His thoughts were interupted by someone shouting his name in an exaggerated, old fashioned British accent. "Oi, Mono!" He huffed a laugh, turning around fully to face Harold.

At nearly eight feet, Harold was a sight to behold on the causal days. Which, lucky for Mono's sanity, this seemed to be. His long blue hair was swept to the side in a sloppy braid, locks spilling out over his shoulders and around his long, pointed ears. His earrings clinked softly against each other as he walked, the chains hanging on them tangling slightly with his loose hair, though he paid it no mind. His upper half was encased in a long sleeved purple turtleneck, cutting off just before his dress slacks which, amazingly, went all the way to the end of his long legs. The shoes he wore with nearly every outfit, some old worn out dress shoes that were past the need for repairs, clicked softly on the floor as he walked quickly towards the table where Mono was sitting.

Placing his hands on that table, having to bend nearly in half to meet Mono's gaze at a meer five foot five, he made direct eye contact with those sharp, piercing purple eyes. "I have a favor to ask of you." His British side rarely showed in his style, or the way he held himself, which was very reminiscent of a standard American, but it showed greatly in his voice, something he long since gave up trying to fix.

Mono raised his eyebrows, amused at the sudden demand. Harold had a habit of never asking, just staying things and hoping Mono would accept. Which, to his credit, he normally did.

"Who do you need tracked? It'll cost ya depending." Harold scoffed, rolling his eyes as he stood back up, surveying the shop as he did. "You're dramatic, as always. I need you to track a person named Archon Larden." Mono raised an eyebrow. He recognized that name.

"The mage that went missing?" For months it was all the news would show, that and the weather reports as it got more unstable and harder to track the next day's weather. The mage had gone missing while at work and it wasn't noticed until a few days later. By that point they had very little evidence to go off, the news broadcasting every roadblock they hit trying to track the detective down. After a few months they announced them dead, the case closed as an unsolved murder.

Harold sighed, clearly exasperated by something. "They aren't dead. I need you to track them for me." Mono narrowed his eye. Harold rarely got snappy at him, let alone sounded so desperate. "Why do you need to find this person so badly? For all we know they are dead."

"They aren't. I can guarantee it." His shorter counterpart stared at him before it clicked. "Wait. You accidently brought someone back again, didn't you?" Harold, while an experienced necromancer, sometimes did make mistakes, ending in random people being brought back. He sighed, his face pointed downwards to Mono couldn't see the flush covering his dark complexion. "Yes. I did. I need to find them before they do something we'll both regret."

Mono laughed, placing his hands on the glass ball in front of him. "Good going, lilac." The necromancer glared at him his distaste for the nickname, stemming from a flower with a very similar color to that of Harold's magick, though one he always killed if he got too close. Flowers were just too sensitive for him.

"Stop bullying me. Will you do it?" Rolling his eyes, Mono looked down at the glass ball as it heated up slightly, giving off a soft pink-purple glow. "Yeah, yeah, I will. Let's find this bitch."

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we’re still going baby

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sometimes artist block jsut need to be stabbed with a marker

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Harold as a seahorse, he lost his arms cause sea horses don’t have ‘arms’

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they’ve gained another friend. incoming: gay icon, harold.

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Doodles tonight of some facial expression practice. Really like that Tumblr put Harold being flirty so large in the middle like that

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Working on a thing :] (for the love of all thingz sane click for better quality)

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Dramatic posing on the rooftop felt right

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Newest page of my comic posted on @secondchanceatdeath

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Poster art that took seven and a half hours to do but i’m happy i got it done :)

speedraw

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looks like they’re being arrested

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new character i made today: Meet Harold L. Craftian, a necromancer with a love for hugs and bringing dead things back to life. (Mainly the flowers they accidentally kill walking by)

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forgot to post this days ago, Mono has joined the group!

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Did some sculpting today with air dry clay, starting to really like this medium especially during art block