Dark Elf Saifer

He stood in the forest of the fae, resentment crawling over his face. These weren't the same kind of faeries that lived in the other circle. These were wilder, and mistrustful of those who didn't bear their mark. He would find no peace until he and his partner left this blasted place.

Inspired by a scene in an RP.

Photoshop, Wacom tablet, 60+hours.  Saifer © Saifer.