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Rhythm of Affirmation (part two – part one is here)
Renarin finds himself a sought-after bachelor after all. It’s a fruitless endeavour, ladies.
Aaah, the fluff. A particular shoutout and thanks to the lovely people on the Bridge Four discord server for helping fine tuning the dialogue
Finding ways to depict rhythms is an interesting challenge, especially with RoW and more listener and singer POVs in mind :)
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[ID: Page 9 / Five panels
Upper row left: Renarin staring at the floor in front of him: „Brightness Jaral this time.“
Upper row middle: Close-up of his face „Alt feels like it is getting worse.“
Upper row right: Close-up of Renarin’s hands. His left hand’s fingernails are digging into the back of his right hand. „Adolin saved me, but then even he was joking that … now that he was married…“
Lower row left: zoom out to Renarin, head and hunched up shoulders. He is blushing in his cheeks and ears „I too could…choose…“
Lower row right: Rlain’s face side glancing at him with a light amused expression, a white line implying the rhythm he is humming audibly.
Page 10 / 5 panels
Upper left panel: Rlain is visible cut off in the foreground. Renarin is looking at him angrily still scratching the back of his hand: „That is not funny!“
Upper right panel: Rlain: “You’re right. I’m sorry.“ He gently takes Renarin’s right wrist in his own hand.
Middle panel: close-up of Renarin’s right hand in Rlain’s. The scratches are visible on the back of his hand. Rlain is lightly caressing it with his thumb. The light carapace on the back of his hand and fingers sets itself off against his dark skin. Rlain: „Did she press the matter that much?“
Lower left panel: Renarin is holding his head with his free hand: „No, but she was really direct. Even suggested that we… could be…“
Lower right panel: slight zoom in on him. He looks dismayed and a bit horrified „…intimate.“
Page 11 / 6 panels
Upper left panel: Rlain and Renarin are silently sitting next to each other. Rlain is amiably watching his friend while Renarin absentmindedly fidgets with one of Rlain’s carapaced fingers.
Upper right panel: Rlain: „Does the though of someone wanting to mate with you repel you that much?“
Middle left panel: Renarin looks at Rlain, taken aback. „What? No!“
Middle right panel: He glances to the side in confused frustration. „Yes?“
Lower left panel: „Not with someone acting like her!“
Lower right panel: Renarin sighs and lets his head hang.
Page 12 / 7 panels
Upper left panel: Again they sit in silence. Rlain still watching while Renarin plays with one of his fingers.
Upper right panel: close-up of Renarin glancing down at their hands.
Middle left panel: close-up of Renarin’s index finger tracing along the rim of the carapace on the back of Rlain’s hand.
Middle center panel: Renarin’s face looking down again. His face seems a bit wistful.
Middle right panel: Both hands, Renarin’s ishovering above Rlain’s palm, softly touching here and there.
lower left panel: Renarin dares a glance upward to Rlain, his blush returning.
Lower right panel: Rlain and Renarin sitting next to each other, Renarin turned his flushed face away from Rlain with an almost pouty expression. Rlain states attuned to amusement: „You are making a lot of funny faces right now.“
Page 13 / 5 panels
Three panels upper row: Renarin seems to collect his thoughts and his courage. He looks away from Rlain: „For a partner I’d rather…“ he cautiously glances back towards Rlain „… have someone I can easily talk to.“
Two lower panels: They silently stare at each other. Then Rlain jaw drops, as the implication seeps in. Renarin pulls away his hand from Rlain’s and calls defensively „Now you’re the one making a funny face!“
Page 14 / 4 panels
Upper panel: Rlain grabs Renarin’s hand again, taking it in both his own and talks to Peace: „I am just surprised“. Renarin sits huddled, staring downwards, but his body is facing is listener friend.
Lower three panels: Renarin stares at him with wide eyes. Rlain slowly guides Renarin’s hand towards his neck, placing it on a piece of carapace that sits on the height of his throat.
Page 15 / 4 panels
Upper left panel: soft curvy lines in the background depict a lively rhythm coming from where Renarin’s hand is placed. With half-closed eyes he is trying to read the rhythm under his fingertips.
Upper right panel: Suddenly he seem to have found the meaning of what Rlain was attuning to and looks directly at him, his face full of excitement and surprise.
Lower panel: They both smile broadly at each other.
Below is a small, horizontal title card: „Rhythm of Affirmation“]
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Rhythm of Affirmation (part one of two, part two is here)
The time felt right for some more Rlainarin fluff, so please excuse (or join me in) my indulgence
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Comic of eight pages in warm oranges and cool browns
Page 1 / two panels
Upper panel:. We see Rlain’s back as he approaches Rock standing next to big caldron handing out stew to a woman in a Windrunner uniform (a long flaring coat with a bread cloth belt). On some table next ti them bowls are stacked and Rock’s oldest son is handling something in a a large bowl. Next to him a solder in the normal Kholin (dark trousers and a shorter tight fitted jacket) uniform is picking something from the table. In the back big steps of stone are occupied by other soldiers, leisurely eating and chatting.Rock calls out to Rlain: „Rlain! Isn’t Renarin with you today?“
Lower panel: Rlain (he also wears the old Kholin uniform with a bridge four patch on the shoulder) picks up one of the bowls: „No. He has to attend a lighteyes thing.“ (The lines going towards his speech bubbles are drawing rhythmic waves) To his right Rock’s son is happily kneading bread dough.
Page 2 / four panels
Upper left: Close of Rock filling the bowl. „You know I am glad I send hin to you that day on the plateau.“
Upper right: Rlain is receiving the bowl, taking it with both hands, looking down at it. Rock: „ I did not expect the to of you to become such good friends.“
Lower left and right: Rlain looks up: „We just find it easy to talk to each other.“„Both of us…“ He hesitates and glances to the side (his speech bubble line becoming less regular and more insecure) „… weird.“
Page 3 / 3 panels
Upper panel: zoom out, we see a bit more of the room and its structure. The big stone steps surrounding the floor in a circular fashion. In the back is the entrance, a large open stone arch. Large tripods holding bowls with fire are placed here and there although the scenery is lit fairly light. Rock laughs: „Ah, everyone is weird in their own way. All those airsick lowlanders? Even up here? Still very weird.“
Lower left: close up to Rock’s face as he glances down at a black shock of black hair passing him. „Especially this one.“
Lower right: Slight zoom out. Rock is grinning down at Lopen, a big hand on his shoulder. Lopen wears a Windrunner uniform holding a cup and a bowl in his hands. He looks up at Rock over his shoulder and asks „what?“
Page 4 / 2 panels
Upper panel showing Rlain, Rock and Lopen. Rlain looks at Lopen with his rather expressionless face and says: „You’re weird Lopen.“
Lower panel: The same frame as the upper panels but now Open grins smugly and answers: „A well-honed skill.“ Rock grins at this. Rlain just stares.
Page 5 / 3 panels
Upper panel: Rock and Rlain watching Lopen falling horizontally out of the right side of the frame. From the bowl in his hands spill some droplets of stew.
Middle panel: Rock shouts „Don’t spill my stew! It is good!“ after him, while Rlain shuffles away to the left
.Lower panel: We see Rock in the background standing behind his caldron, calling to Rlain walking away in the foreground: „And you! Just because he is not here doesn’t mean you have to loom alone in the corner. This is Bridge Dour, and you a part of it!“ Rlain answers: „Yes. Yes.“ In the background we see utensils on the table, the soldiers on the stairs and several tripods with bowls of fire.
Page 6 / 5 Panels
A series of images showing Rlain eating his stew alone (a scribe and a female Windrunner chat in the back at the highes step). A Bridge Four member passes by, smiling and patting him on the shoulder, close-up of the bowl on the stone-step, Rlain being given company bei Lopen, Huio and Punio, while some other Windrunner crosses in the foreground. Lopen lies in the step above the one Rlain and Huio are sitting on. His grinning face propped on one hand. Huio holds a bowl and spoon in his hands and Punio stands in front of him with his back to us.The long horizontal panel shows Rlain sitting alone again. He holds a fly goblet in his hands and is crouched forward his forearms on his knees, silently watching the room.
Page 7 / 4 panels
Upper panel: we see the lanky figure of Renarin in fancy lighteyes attire lurk at the entrance of the room. A woman with a sack over her shoudler is passing in the corridor behind him.
Middle left and right panels: Close up of Renarin’s face and shoulders, There is silver ornamentation on the shoulder parts ans the collar of his dark coat. He nervously looks to the left and then towards the viewer. His brows in a continuous crunch of unhappiness.
Lower panel: He stiffly walks towards the calmly sitting Rlain, his shoulders hunched, arms tucked to his sides, fists clenched.
Page 8 / 3 panels, all showing Rlain and Renarin next to each other
Upper left panel: Renarin plops himself next Rlain who watches him with calm curiosity. Upper right panel: Renrain sits very stiffly. Wringing his hands between his knees. Rlain still says nothing.
Lower panel: Rlain sets the goblet to his side next to his empty bowl and asks: „What crumbling pricked your toe?“
ah comic descriptions, always a doozy…
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just a lot of Hoid scribbles, trying out various hairstyles and faces for him…
especially on the second page I was trying to go for more serious and sincere expressions, since those are the difficult ones for him to get to feel right, but then there was a conversation about him introducing Shallan to a rave and it all went downhill from there.
Kelsier wore the mullet better, until that moustache was added and it fit Hoid so perfectly, it hurt a bit.
final hug
„I named you. You are my friend. Isn’t that enough?
I am sorry, for what you must do. Survivor.“
The survivor serving his time at Preservation prison and having a clash of personalities with a particular drifter passing by…
The … less good brother
Marsh, Marsh Marsh
Our boy Spook and his progression through the books.
Dockson, Clubs, Hammond, OreSeur, Breeze and Alrianne
Portrait for some of the crew
Tindwyl
I don’t see why only the male Terris stewards would have shaved heads… But then she is described as having long auburn hair. soooooo… a tiny bit of punk flavor it is.
I wish that we could have seen more of her.
Glass nibs are pretty awesome for writing and drawing.
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[image description: Tindwyl is shown as a woman in her late forties / early fifties with light to tan skin and her face shows a inclination towards East Asian features. She gazes critically through her metal lined glasses at a page in her hand. Her head is shaved at both sides, her long auburn hair, streaked with grey is gathered in a metal clasp at the back of her head and falls as a braid over her left shoulder down to her waist. She wears a blouse of a bright orange and a murky green, accentuated with violet diagonal stripes forming a large triangular pattern. There is a belt with a metal clasp at her waist over a long, voluminous dark violet skirt which too has a discreet triangle pattern.
In her right hand she holds a nib made from glass. She wears bracers and rings of different colored metals on her forearms and fingers and her ears are rimmed by lots of piercings and earrings from their top to the stretched earlobe. ]
Elend knows exactly how to romance his lady.
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Image description by @senadimell :) (thank you very much for that!)
[ID: A fairly realistic illustration of Vin and Elend from Mistborn dancing together against a warm-toned background. Elend has scruffy, wavy brown hair and a beard. He’s dressed in a military-style formal white uniform trimmed in gold with a cape and epaulets. He holds up an open book in one hand and stands straight while Vin holds on to him as if they are dancing at a ball. She looks up at him with a slightly irked expression, and Elend glances down at her with a knowing, too-innocent smile, as if to say “who, me?” Vin has dark, wavy hair, a little past shoulder length, and it is twisted into a half-up style, revealing her earring. Her dress is the color of midnight and sprinkled with specks of light, like jewels are sewn onto it, with thin silver trim at the edge of the neckline and sleeves. Gauzy, petal-like layers overlap to form the skirt, and the bodice is cut to reveal her shoulders. The wide sleeves end at her elbows. End ID]
Made this Syl as a twitter request
Step on me pls
I wanted to post them together.
Dalinar Kholin
Shallan!
I’ve started the Stormlight Archive.
Vin and Elend ✨
