Minxie18 wrote...
tankgirly wrote...
New artwork found:

by M-Lyn
I love her hair... that's kind of how I want my Hawkette to look.
It always made me sad I couldn't get thick, curly-ish hair for my Warden, even with mods. And by that I mean natural looking curls, not like she spent two hours on them with a curling iron.
(I'm desperately waiting for the 'Triss hair' from Rapture's Witcher over at the Nexus).
Wow, you guys are fast. It hasn't been that long since I posted that on DA.

It comes with a story prompt thing on the DA page.
Prompt: Curiousity
"You're new robes are ridiculous, mage."
Hawke raised a brow, "Ah, is that so?" The corners of her lips perked as she spun around once, allowing the fabric to dance and sway with her movement. "I quite like it. I've never been one for fashion over practicality, but Isabela insisted on wearing this if we are to meet with the Count today. 'Can't be taken seriously in those stodgy old passed down circle robes', she said."
Fenris crossed his arms, seemingly unimpressed, "The pirate is the last person I would partake wisdom from, least you wish to strutting about without pants as the darkspawn chew at your leg."
"One time, Elf! That was one time!" Isabela hollered from the tavern balcony above before walking back in.
Hawke's shoulder's shook as she tried to contain her laughter. "I suppose you have a point." Her fingers traced the engravings of the jeweled belt that rested on her hips. "Still... It's a gift from my mother. Besides, it's not a bad thing to want to look a little pretty every now and then."
Her elven companion leaned off the wall, "Humans are your vanity." He scoffed, "You do not need to wear all those things to further enhance what you posses naturally—" Fenris paused, a slight tint of red gracing his cheeks and the tip of his pointed ears.
"Hmmm... did I hear you right, Fenris?" She smirked, "You think I'm pretty?"
The elf glared at her, "I said no such thing."
"Oh? Now I am curious, what did you say then?"
"I said simply that you humans are vain creatures." he growled. Hawke's mischievous expression did not falter, further frustrating the Elf. A Tervinter curse escaped his lips as he strode off.
Hawke smiled slyly as he walked past her. Varric and Isabela soon joined the mage, watching as Fenris stomped off. "What's eating him?" the Dwarf asked.
The corner of Hawke's lips twisted ever so slightly as her eyes followed her flustered Elven companion.
Thanks about the hair. IF any of those 32 female hairstyles are remotely close to that of my Hawke that I draw, that I will be the happiest person ever.
Modifié par CuzImShort, 23 janvier 2011 - 03:26 .