“I don’t know if I can smile anymore, what with how there’s nothing to smile about… but I’ll make one last effort, even though it’s meaningless.” “Ah, chin up!” The Bard scoffed, crossing their arms with an exaggerated pout spreading across their face. “You sound so… so lame! Like one of the stories I made when I was 8! Ew, yuck… Sometimes you’re such a snooze fest, really. Neeeeerd!” The Trader lifted their hands in front of their face, the Painter adjusting the camera with steady hands as the little fish did so. “There, there,” the Painter reassured, “it’ll be a nice addition to the family photo binder. Your section’s awfully small anyways.” The lighting was terrible when the photo came out. The troupe stared at it awkwardly and decided to move elsewhere for their picnic and photo shoot. ——— ok ignore that I genuinely need to rewrite it uhh shut up HIHIHI ROADTRIP GAVE BIRTH TO MARIS TRUST dude maris gets more and more melanin every time I draw them what is happening painter, bard, librarian, trader, and messenger.. these folks are so peak but half of them haven’t been designed as I said on my profile comments giggles Time taken: 1 hr 8 minutes Character: Maris J. Sterling (@896-725) Zoom in code: @colorsnatch
