Midnight Outside the Tavern

(Continued from yesterday) They are nocturnal,” Magnus thought as he watched the #seagulls while absently blowing #smoke rings. He had stepped out, mainly to get away from Amalia and her obsession with Rollo. He was a good fighter and a capable adventuring companion, but the darkness of the grudge was growing against him. “What does she see in him?,” he wondered as a muffled cheer arose in the #tavern behind.

#digital #fantasy #art I did overnight while waiting for the Orajel and Motrin to kick in. It just finished rendering.

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