Super Secret Gigolas Surprise for Determamfidd and the fine fans of Sansukh. (really all of you, I’ve never had nicer tags on my silly artwork ever. You’re all lovely)
full slightly NSFW (nudity but nothing’s really showing) line art under the cut. Please keep in mind that I’ll be posting a full color scan later on. This is just a phone pic of the lineart. (prepare yourself for all the tattoos and body hair that will be placed with color.)
“You may yet have that chance,” Tauriel said, very close and Kili opened his eyes. “Not all agree with the decision of the King, and believe that your quest–the destruction of the dragon, is our fight as well. Most of the kingdom will be at the feast, and you may need to act quickly. Be prepared.”
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“Quit hogging the boy,” Oin said, far too loud. He had his horn back, miracles of miracles, and it looked as if someone with no little skill had taken tool to it to finally hammer out the damage inflicted by the goblins. He pulled Gimli into a tight hug. “I knew you’d make our way back to us,” Oin said. “All the signs point to our victory.”
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And there, atop the tallest tower, a Dwarvish windlance–a broken memorial to the destruction of the wrath of dragons.
Laketown was exactly that–a town built on Long Lake. Several man-made islands carried carious houses that pitched and tilted with the sway of the water. The roads were waterways, lined with footpaths and crossed by the occasional bridge. The whole town seemed to stink of poverty and fish.
Rest of Gimli’s life probably – OH LOOK I FOUND SOME MORE PAIN
Aragorn is going to eternally headdesk into his happy-ever-after. He needs to add yet ANOTHER title, to be honest: Aragorn, Elessar, Estel of the Dunedain, the Elfstone, Envinyatar the Renewer, Thorongil, Strider, Wingfoot of the House of Telcontar and the line of Isildur Elendil’s Son, Third Wheel and Fed-Up with Elves and Dwarves, Thank You Very Much.
Aw Yiss 