I had more planned for today's topic but my hand's been acting up with pain :,/ So I decided just to color and post what I had, which was clean lines of sketches I drew ages ago of a character named Byrd.

If you know me you can already tell what kind of story Byrd's is. But here's some lore on the universe:

A well-established and powerful kingdom reached it's prominence thanks to it birthing powerful women with magic through its history. Only one can be alive in her lifetime, and as soon as she dies, another will be birthed. They're called Saints.

A war broke out between the kingdom and a number of other countries trying to chip away at its power. Through this generation, it's Saint was heavily mistreated, overworked, and used only as a tool to finally win and expand the King's notoriety. Broken and withered from overuse of her powers, she was 'let to die peacefully now that her service had ended.' She was kept in a prison in the palace.

With her last breaths and fueled by her rage, she managed to utter a 'curse' only the priest in charge of her witnessed.

"Why can only women be Saints? Because we need the power most. This world has been cruel to us. It ignores us until we're of use or until we're pushed to the brink of violence. This power should not be held by just one of us. I will share it, for all of them that need it."

She passed, and the Priest reported her dying words. The king largely ignored it. Then reports started flooding of strange things happening.

Beasts maiming villages, animals of a size and ferocity unlike any seen before.

With steadier information gathered, a cause for the madness was identified. The kingdom's women were turning.

That's all I'll write for now