Just a quick update for now. I'm still working on some fairly large projects, and also trying to get myself a job. So, for now, all I'm posting is a little sketch I did back a few weeks ago.
This guy was your basic physical adventurer type, until he got his right arm replaced with a zombie arm. How it happened, he can scarcely remember. Was it some vile scientist, playing God of Death with his newest hapless victim, or was it his own cohorts, resorting to some horrible concession to black science in order to preserve the life of a comrade? Now, the arm's unrelenting desire for flesh is beginning to creep into the arm's poor owner, who fights with all his will to subdue the horrible blood lust which threatens to overcome him. And the only way he knows how to is to use the arm to perpetrate horrible acts of violence against any living thing. But will bloodshed through combat be enough to satisfy the unholy limbs' hunger?
More on those larger posts to come.
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