Yes, it is him again, but some day I will get over this little obsession, I promise. For now I felt for making a real detailed portrait. If you are interested in the story of the three feathers he's wearing in his ponytail, he will love to tell you: The blue one, he tells you, he got from a beautiful Istar priestess on his last timeshift-trip, he forgot which god she worshipped, but he will never forget lots of spicy details (blushes to the tips of his ears and grins). The green and brown one is from the tail of a giant eagle who gave him a ride several years ago, and the one with the black spots is from a black robed Mage's lab. He assures you it is magic, he just did not yet find out how the magic is working. And if you're asking about the pearls, he shrugs: 'Found them', he says. Coloured pencils, as usual.