Had a lot of fun with this contest. Best of luck to everyone!!
The Crone has no love for would be heroes. Those who enter her domain without her summons are lost to the annals of time and resigned to darkness.
She harnesses the forces of nature and the spirits of the wild.
Sweeping through her foes as a cold wind, turning the very ground against them.
As her power grows, her blackened wings blot out the sky, covering the world in
the gloom of despair.
Her cold heart feels no mercy as she weaves her spells and casts her potions.
This is the first stage of this concept. As she progresses, her clothing is illuminated by magical runes, her wings begin to unfold as the landscape is cast into shadows and her spells become more pronounced.
I'm a Graphic Artist, currently working for the marketing and concept department of a print and publications studio.|
I work as a free-lance illustrator and designer in my spare time. Commissions are available on request.