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Advanced Drawing Skills - a Course in Artistic Excellence by Barrington Barber.
He writes some of the best art books I've ever came across. Everyone who is into art should check out his books, especially The Fundamentals of Drawing, that he also wrote and this one of course.
Title: I'm sorry about your Marriage
@Lycan, most holy and the great Sultan of the endless flourishing lands of Turkey, waltzed back and forth within the great walls of his castle. The tipper tapper of his feet against the marble echoed throughout the halls. He had always been an impatient man, even more impatient now that the war was upon his doorstep.
Troops from the north had started seep in through the gates of the capital with admiral @Farris at the head, claiming that they seek an alliance. Though, Lycan knew better than to fall for the foul tricks of the Norwegians. He knew that they were nothing more but a bunch backstabbers, always waiting for the next best opportunity to sink the butter-knife into your back.
He heard the tales of admiral Farris, who had so effortlessly obliterated the entire Danish army and broken their alliance over a bitter quarrel. Now, the same man stood within Lycan's great halls, pleading for the same sort of alliance.
Lycan was torn. His hands kept tugging and stroking his long beard, as he waltzed in circles like a confused and yet panicked duck. If he refused the offer there was no knowing what admiral Farris would order his men to do. It could end with unnecessary bloodshed and heavy losses for Lycan's troops, considering the Norwegian army were greater in number. If he took upon the offer, it would eventually end in the same backstabbing that the Danish had to gone through, but it would perhaps keep Lycan alive long enough to flee the country.
He had always wanted to visit Spain and eat oranges by the beach. But no, Lycan was a honorable man. He couldn't just abandon his people, there was no honor in that.
Lycan suddenly shone up, the answer was so clear to him now. He knew exactly what he had to do. Skipping and jumping, he made his way through the endless golden corridors to the room in which the admiral waited in.
Farris awaited the Sultan in great dining hall, his whole face buried in a soup bowl. Lycan, briefly noted that the Norwegians had yet to master how to use cutlery.
"Admiral, I'm afraid there's one condition you must fulfill before I can take you up on this offer," Lycan stood before the other man. His robes sparkling in the sunlight that shone in from the great window. It struck Farris how much this man resembled some sort of god, the Norwegian kings were not close to as fanciful or greatly dressed.
"And what is that, Sultan?" Farris put his soup bowl down on the table with such massive force, that it broke the bowl upon contact. He wasn't overly pleased with having pressure put upon him by the Sultan.
Lycan flinched as he watched his favorite bowl come apart. He would remember to ask @Trev to get the superglue later.
"Ah yes, I must ask us to get married before we can proceed," Lycan stated bluntly. Trying desperately not fiddled with the hems of his robes.
Farris racked his eyes up and down Lycan's body. Not too bad, not too bad. He could work with that. A marriage with the Sultan, this would mean endless riches for Farris and protection for the Sultan and for Turkey from Norway. And no more pressure from society and annoying family members about settling down and having a wife/husband.
"Alright, sounds reasonable." Farris got up from his seat and took Lycan's hand in his own.
"It's settled then."
Next chapter: That marriage thing that people do
Disclaimer; I'm sleep deprived, I don't know how to write and I don't know shit about Turkey.
I'm currently studying Game Development as a game artist.
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How to avoid 18+ rating, a guide by @MrTrain
Oh boy, these fanfictions are all completely whacko. I also want to be in one.
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It's a good idea and all, but in all honesty I would rather invest in a Wacom Inkling instead (which have been around since 2011, I think). The Inkling doesn't require any "slate", which makes it a bit more convenient. It doesn't have any iOS/Android support as far as I know tho. Otherwise it has pretty much the same features, (and it's also cheaper, at least on Amazon.com).