While I've been playing Skyrim, I've been narrating my Breton character, Niamh's, experiences like journal entries. I was having trouble doing comic pages so I decided to warm up by doing these. They each took roughly 10 minutes and were done in brush pen.
I decided Niamh is a bit of a lush after she stole every single bottle of mead at Honningbrew Meadery and I've been reluctant to drop any of it because WHAT IF I NEED ALL THIS BOOZE LATER
Chickens in Skyrim are smug bastards, strutting around like they own the place.
So okay, what really happened was that my friend Alice was at my house and I was showing her Skyrim and we were back in Riverwood. Before I left, she wanted to me to try killing the chicken.
You know how in LoZ if you try to kill one, you will get swarmed by murderous chickens?
Yeah, it's like that. Except those chickens are people and they are going to fuck your shit up.