May 27, 2004. Pencil. Finally, finally, FINALLY I drew a picture of my story's main character. I surprised myself a little by getting the anatomy to look right the very first time, with very little erasing-and-redrawing except for the hands, feet, and head. It's sort of hard to tell, but he's climbing a cliff. I did not draw the cliff because I cannot draw rocks to save my life. So, anyway, about this guy here. He goes by the nickname of Chance because his full name, Destrediduatara Agazei, is a pain to pronounce. (His first name roughly translates to 'risk-taker,' hence the nickname.) He is a member of the Achavese race, who used to be called the Delonians until their seaside village of Delon was attacked by a giant sea monster thing. A young Delonian named Achava (pronounce the 'ch' like a 'k', please) defeated the monster but died of his injuries; when the town was rebuilt (further inland on the edge of a desert so as to reduce the risk of more sea-monster attacks), it was named Achavessa in his honor. Okay, I got sidetracked a little. About the fellow you see in the picture. Here is a (somewhat incomplete) scene from Chance's childhood. When he was young, he used to spend hours clinging to the cliffs near his hometown of Achavessa, watching the birds that nested there. His parents never knew it, but what he was doing was waiting for baby birds to fall out of their nests so he could swoop down and rescue them. Even at this age, he had realized that nothing he did ever made him happy unless it was a good deed. Many years later, he would find out that this was a sort of curse placed upon him in order to motivate him to be what he truly was: a hero chosen by Azix (the god of Irya) to liberate the Dracha (the species of intelligent dragon-like creatures of which the Achavese are a subgroup) from a sinister force that threatened their very existence... Yes, it's long and confusing. But I've been working out the details of Irya and its story since I was 8 years old. Of course it's complicated. Update (8/24/04): For the longest time I thought there was something wrong with this picture. Then, just a few weeks ago, I finally figured it out. His horns were in the wrong place! They were over his eyes, when they should have been behind them. So I fixed that, along with a few details concerning the markings on his head and neck. I also made this new version a little smaller and higher-quality than the last one.