Katie Snyder

@oddosprey.bsky.social

Toothy creatures and character art She/her | Sketchbook scribbler, buried somewhere under a pile of markers and a comfy pillow | Dog n cat mom 🐶🐈🐈

Spent a lot of time on this and never quite got it to where I was happy. Figured I’d post the progress anyway :D To call the often volatile reception Tenu receives when called home cold and unwelcoming would be an understatement. It’s hard to fault him for wanting to stay far away.

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(Dude suddenly stops pushing his broom across the floor of the Death Star) Does this look like a big laser to anyone else

Katie Drummond@katie-drummond.bsky.social · 7mo ago

Palantir employees are pressing company leadership over its work for ICE in internal company Slacks obtained by @wired.com "In my opinion ICE are the bad guys. I am not proud that the company I enjoy so much working for is part of this." Scoop from @makenakelly.bsky.social

“You spread your curse to the next generation, Ashtearul… And, evidently, to me.” Really wanted to recreate this interaction between Ashtearul and Erracor. Of course, seeing Asht quite literally dragged down to his level, the old specter couldn’t pass up the opportunity to hurl taunts.

A giant shadowy figure with spiked, spiraling horns looms over a smaller horned man. He leans in to whisper into the other’s ear, a massive taloned hand clasping his shoulder. He has a glowing orb hovering above his brow, a pair of bright golden eyes, and a wry grin revealing a row of sharp jagged teeth. 

The smaller man, dressed in fine robes, glances over to the specter in annoyed disgust. His features are marred by an oddly metal textured growth, that appears to have spread across the left side of his face and down his left arm. His left eye is now tinged with a gold and teal blue color, mirroring the glow in the eyes of his counterpart. In his right hand, he clutches an inert artifact.

“You spread your curse to the next generation, Ashtearul… And, evidently, to me.” Really wanted to recreate this interaction between Ashtearul and Erracor. Of course, seeing Asht quite literally dragged down to his level, the old specter couldn’t pass up the opportunity to hurl taunts.

A giant shadowy figure with spiked, spiraling horns looms over a smaller horned man. He leans in to whisper into the other’s ear, a massive taloned hand clasping his shoulder. He has a glowing orb hovering above his brow, a pair of bright golden eyes, and a wry grin revealing a row of sharp jagged teeth. 

The smaller man, dressed in fine robes, glances over to the specter in annoyed disgust. His features are marred by an oddly metal textured growth, that appears to have spread across the left side of his face and down his left arm. His left eye is now tinged with a gold and teal blue color, mirroring the glow in the eyes of his counterpart. In his right hand, he clutches an inert artifact.