They may call themselves different things, but they were nobles. They ate better than anyone else. They dressed better. They smelled better. Hell, maybe they were better. The nobles were smart and cunning and willing to do unsavory things to hold onto their power. So most were willing to let them have it.

She was one such noble. Born and raised in opulence and comfort. The Outlands looked far less imposing from her window. Here life was a constant party and adventure. People were mere playthings or entertainment. Why want for anything more?

Sadly, the family wealth was faltering. Something had to be done if she was to maintain her standard of living. Not work, no no. But listening to gossip. Gossip of a legend - a living legend - appearing in her hub? That was acceptable. Especially if all she had to do was reach out and pick the legend up.

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Another character portrait from the post-apoc setting. I've received a lot of good suggestions on the nature of the apocalypse, so now I'm torn as to which I shall decide on :p

She was an interesting opposite when compared to the warlord. Nicer clothing, lighter colors, smaller figure. I was frustrated by details. Nothing seemed to fit her character so she is oddly lacking.

I've really enjoyed doing these character sketches. I'm considering opening myself up to commissions in a similar vein so I can expand my portfolio. I may also start posting them on a separate account so that I can keep the art and porn distinct.