LORD MHORAM'S VICTORY

[Gemini_Comics]

https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.pinter ... 536855716/


An original work by me, formally A_Gunslinger

[SleeplessOne]

https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.pinter ... 536855716/


An original work by me, formally A_Gunslinger

Very nice, captures the chaos of his confrontation with Satansfist.

If you're takin' requests, would love to see Shetra and Hyrim attempting to question ahamkara/Hoerkin

[wayfriend]

Hard to view well without a Pinterest account.

[Gemini_Comics]

Hard to view well without a Pinterest account.

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I'll see what I can do, Way.

[wayfriend]

We have an Album called the Laborium here at Kevin's Watch.
It's for Donaldson-inspired artwork. It's probably the largest collection you will find. (It's may be the only collection you will find.)
Click the "Album" link at the top of the page.

I encourage people to add their artwork there.
Then it will be with other works of it's kind, and everyone can find it.
And it will be somewhat preserved.

[samrw3]

Nice artwork Gemini

[High Lord Tolkien]

I'm not an artist. I couldn't draw a good Charlie Brown if I had a week.
It's a good drawing but I don't think Mhoram wore a cape, pants and boots.
I always thought it was more of a bathrobe with a hood looking kinda thing.

[Fist and Faith]

Very nice.

Here's one from the Laborium that wayfriend mentioned.
kevinswatch.ihugny.com/phpBB2/album_page.php?pic_id=1026
Someone I know painted this for me. He hasn't read the books, but I had given him this quote:

He was alone against them.

He retreated to the center of the hollow, hunted swiftly around the rim for some gap or weakness in the surrounding horde. He found none. And though he sent his perceptions ranging as far as he could through the air, he discovered no sign of the Warward; if the warriors were still alive, still fighting, they were blocked from his senses by the solid force of the trap.

As he grasped the utterness of his plight, he turned inward, retreated into himself as if he were fleeing. There he looked the end of all his hopes and all his Landservice in the face, and found that its scarred, terrible visage no longer appalled him. He was a fighter, a man born to fight for the Land. As long as something for which he could fight remained, he was impervious to terror. And something did remain; while he lived, at least one flame of love for the Land still burned. He could fight for that.

His crooked lips stretched into an extreme and perilous grin; hot, serene triumph shone in his eyes. "Come, then!" he shouted. "If your master is too much a coward to risk himself against me, then come for me yourselves! I do not wish to harm you, but if you dare me, I will give you death!"

Moments before his lips stretched into an extreme and perilous grin, I guess. Heh

[wayfriend]

Did not know the story behind that pic. Thanks!

[Fist and Faith]