The last illustration MirrorMirror posted is Fusion99 as an evil warlock. Notice his eyes are red!

Thankyou so much MirrorMirror for posting these up!

Smiles, that f***ing rocks! Now all I have to do is let the evil S--p--r--e---a--d!!
Thank you so much for taking the time and doing this!!

`Ruin seize thee, ruthless king!
Confusion on thy banners wait,
Though fanned by Conquest's crimson wing
They mock the air with idle state.
Helm nor hauberk's twisted mail,
Nor even thy virtues, tyrant, shall avail
To save thy secret soul from nightly fears,
From Cambria's curse, from Cambria's tears!'
Such were the sounds, that o'er the crested pride
Of the first Edward scattered wild dismay,
As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side
He wound with toilsome march his long array.
Stout Gloucester stood aghast in speechless trance:
`To arms!' cried Mortimer, and couched his quivering lance.

Author Unknown

Yeah you are one scary warlock. I feel sorry for those who witness your wraith!

Sweet!

This is singmesweet who is now a black knight!

Actually I worked on yours more so it has some contrast and shading around your face. It looks alot better now, but you will have to wait to see it in the magazine.

I love it! Wonderful job!

I would have put a knight's helmet on you, but then no one would recognize you anymore!

I am glad you like it.

Cool! I'm the last day of the Valkyrie...very apropos...

The Mighty Valkyrie are King and Queens of the sky!

alrighty,i can't wait!

***Completed***

vivian2981 - Wood Elf Ranger
tanyaann - Powerful Shadow Fairy Princess
Fusion99 - Evil Warlock
redhead44613 - Vampire Assassin
singmesweet - A dangerous Black Knight
MirrorMirror - Slowly turning into Draconian
galendgirl - A cute wood elf
Jtevans - Wood Elf Ranger
floridaredhead - Dangerous Ice Enchantress
SunnyMcleod - Modern High Elf!
ASK69 - Powerful Human Lord
LexFonteyne - High Elf Scribe
livelife68 - Vampire Lord
silverwaya - High Elf Druidess



***Sketched***

TheCaptain - Vampire Lord
misstina2 - High Elf Sorceress
Fearandloathing - Dragonkin
noblenan - Amazonian Queen
BL4766 - Wild Elf
IntelligentDesigner - Wild Elf Shamanic Wizard
2KidsMom - High Elf Princess
Differentkindofwench - Half Dragonkin Jester/Bard
Metalwing - Vampire Count
snugglesbyfire - Half-Elf Sorceress
Dreamboat1974 - High Elf Warrior Princess
causality - A fallen Demon or Angel type drawing


***Haven't started yet***

criani_peracien - Beautiful human warrior
alternativa - Fairy Princess
Phuque - Wild Elf Amazonian
DarkOwl1 - Fenris Wolf Human Barbarian
Artcat - Famous High Elf Artist
Rasmus916 - Gnome Bard
Maudred - Dark Elf Assassin
Queene123 - Human Fortuneteller
Kindred2wicked - Vampire Assassin
burgundybry - Shadow Priest
invisible - High Elf Healer
DamnPhule - Human Wizard
eileena9 - Wood Elf


Wow! I still have a long ways to go

This is funny....TheCaptain wants to be a vampire and I want to be a wood elf.....his sign is the wood elf and mine is the vampire!!

THE BERSERKER, PAGE ONE......
year 1348....

Our boats creeped through the fog and mirror calm seas as we kept a look-out for land as the skulling paddle squeeked in it's hinge, scuttling us along through the crystal green water, so clear, one could see nine fathoms down. we must be close, for we are so shallow Dransk. Jenst said, as he worked the handle back and forth methodically, well keep a lookout. be vigilant! the dragon-head appeared and dissappeared through the fog like a wicked wraith with a mission, maybe to be the Jörmungandr trying to get a vacation from Loki's service, but held fast frozen in wood...in time.

The fog started becoming more translucent, then clear, with little wisps now and then, and the sun was clearing, and burning out the fog bank. There was a scorched smell in the air.....many things burning, cooking.....smelled strange, like sweetened meat and wood...hate sweet meat, yyyeeach! slowly the docks became visible through the fog, and i looked at Jenst, are we good, or what! big smiles on our faces...we were home! Nobody at the docks...strange, there's someone always fishing. we glided in, past the end of the pier and tied off on the port side, and got our supplies, and left the trade goods on the boat for now. We would unload them after we ate....we were hungry! our food had run out the previous day, so our stomachs were growling to say the least! we trudged up the massive steep hill to the village on the other side of the valley. The two boatmen, Nognyev, and Ruglanei, both Russian sailors, stayed with the boats, and started to stack things in the docks

The screams were deafening in the village far below in the fiords. They were being burned alive for fear of the spreading of the plague. The year was 1348, and It wasn't up here yet, but must have been carried by messenger from that boat two days hence from Scotland. Deafening! because they're my people. It wasn't loud, distant in fact, but everyone i knew, and everyone i loved was in that village. I was in charge of sailing supplies to other nordic towns, and trading from Trondheim to the Novgorod republic, through the Volga river. I had just come back and heard the news, and as i ran up the other side of the fiord, my tiller man stopped me from going in, for the soldiers were hunting on horse-back and on foot, and killing everyone, and throwing them in the fire, alive or dead, and they hadn't known that we were back yet. a lone figure...no! a baby on the back of the lone figure were climbing up the rock face.....oh Ymir!!!! Fraya!!! Ost!!!! i screamed...one soldier threw a large rock and hit Ost in the lower back and he screamed, but hung on with one hand...the drama was too much!!! he threw another rock and hit Fraya on the ankle, and she slipped, but hung on....then my baby fell!!! cartwheeling down, and hit the rocks below, and the soldier crushed his skull, flat, under-foot, while Fraya screamed, and another rock brought her down also, and she landed on her back with a broken scream or forced air from the impact...i was screaming!!!! ooaaarrrrwwwwrrraaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!! my rage was beyond posibility as i marched on, Jenst in tow.......Jenst was holding me back as best he could, but i was dragging him along to get at them until arrows started whizzing by from below.... We must go, Dransk! he said with complete urgency, as i froze, and part of me wished i was in that fire, and Jenst tugged me hard...Dransk! they are shooting arrows at us!!! i screamed again! you're ALL MINE!!! YOU CAN'T ESCAPE!!! AAAHHHHHH!!!! I'LL KILL YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!.......

Oh NO!!!!! the boats! they're burning the boats!!!! Just as we started down the mountain, columns of smoke began to writhe slowly upward from the tips of the trees, like tiny grass snakes at first, then thick, like kracken tenticles grasping for the sparkles of moonlight frosting the water below, and the sky was the soft blue, like on the domes on St.Sophia in Novgorod. A psuedo daytime of sorts. Worse, Jenst and i were out in the open! we ran like scared cats to the trees, but an arrow appeared to rip Jenst's nose off his face and replace it with it's own hidious sihlouette, as he went forward as if his mock caught in a root as he hit the dirt. the shaft and the arrow feather poked out of the grass like a grotesque flower in some nightmare, so surreal, but too real as a shaft pierced my hand and i skwealked like a wounded wolf smacked in the side, and the top of my body was passing the lower half and i thought i was going to fall, but i re-compensated, and i made the thickets! the black-berry bushes would stop the leg persuits to a fast walk speed, but i still kept thinking i was going to get an arrow in the back, but luck was on my side tonight, and with my fighting leathers and jerkin, i could still run!

i was getting scratched to hell, but i was getting a lead! i was going to live! The trees were next, and if i could just make it to the cliff, running full bore, half tripping and half running, it would put me out of harms way, if i could just make it!! for i could swim for the cave at night. in the day, the water was too clear, and i'd be seen. My hand felt like a mis-shapen pile of danish dough, and was swelling by the second, and it snagged several branches, but didn't snap. it just ripped the wound open toward the webbing between my middle finger and my fourth finger. my throat issued a caaaeuuu!!!! as i decided to grasp the shaft as i reached the cliff, i caterpulted, by punching my feet and getting clear of the rocks below, wow! this is reeaally high!... More arrows whizzed past me....i heard gasps as i leapt into space, and people saying he's dead now! don't bother.......ahhh my saving grace....I knew how to land. the greeks taught me to dive in the quarries, thank the powers that be!!! but never this high! maybe 8 fathoms at best, but i had a full 16 fathoms to fall yet!!!, so i swanned out, and wind spoke loudly in my ears as i curled in at the last minute. perfect! except for the pain!!!!!
Bbwwwoouuuoooommmmmm!!! was the sound i made screaming underwater from the pain in my hand, and was a sudden shock to my addled brain, and panicing because i needed that air to make it to the cave in stealth or they would see water racket. My lungs burned from the pain, but i got my bearings, after watching the bubbles rise. COLD! I swam for the dark abyss under the shoreline. My lungs were pulsating with pain as they contracted and expanded little with no fresh air to accomodate them. as i got closer, and under the roof, i came up. DUUUNT! my head hit the rocks, for i came up prematurely from the pain, and saw yellow-red stars for an instant, and shook it off.... I swam for the sloping rocks on the other side of the cave, and could hear the wavelets ripple and echo as i came through the cave dome. AAHHHHHGGGG!!! I stubbed my toe on a rock and it started to bleed, aahh ahh....i pulled myself up and layed out of the water away from sea predators......I WAS SAFE!!!! for the time being.....I pushed the arrow and feathers through my hand, and screamed!!!! then, i lay there in silence, and i started to think of my family, and Jenst, and i started to silently cry....... then drift off to sleep......

when i staggered awake, i was jolted by the pain in my hand as it had become swollen to twice it's size, i fought off the urge to mourn, for that was useless now, i had to get away from here, and it was mid-day. i had to wait for nightfall i opened up my wound again fresh to soak it in the salt water, and i could see through my hand still and i had to scream! Oden's to Loki this hurt!!! the water looked a peaceful green, as the light filtered in from the cavern opening. Jenst and i were the only ones that knew about the cave, for we found it by accident when jenst fell in one stormy day, and got washed under the rocks, and dissappeared, of-course i thought he was dead, but a bit later, he came out and told me about it. we had to explore it... there were many passages from the main opening, and some made eeerriieee noises!! we figured it was the wind, but the really dark one, where a torch wouldn't shine, we stayed away from. we brought supplies down there and kept them there for storage, and emergencies....and i still do to this day...

Thanks Smiless, you make me smile