This is a scribbing that I did early one morning upon waking up. I think it was the result of a dream that I no longer remember. Not sure how and if I should continue this. Can't decide what to name the guy since the Morpheus has not gifted me with it.
Poor Setsuna is all over himself for being a grandfather for the first time. Note Setsuna is elf.
This is the edited version of my old story 'Hate'that I've previously posted about the dark elfling Dareth and his elven ward Jieth. Finally: Review/Critcisms doesn't make the world go round but they do help it spins faster^^