I made a little guy for a campaign I'm playing with some buds. He's very old and sweet and I have to do a stupid voice the whole time I'm playing him.

Strong urge to draw human turtles overtook me after seeing mutant mayhem (although these designs are more based on rottmnt vibes)

The below is an excerpt from a choose-your-own-adventure story I've been running through my Instagram. My followers voted through my story poll to decide the direction, and they wanted to know a Demons backstory:

'You wish to know my story do you, well I AM flattered' The feverish heat that has surrounded you since HE mentioned the Anti-Magus and Yorick's betrayal settles into a comforting warmth. 'We have not time for my story in full, but I will tell you it's beginning: In the deepest of realms and in a deeper time still, I was an apprentice to the Grand Architect of Gehenna; a crafter of temples, palaces, and cities that could rival those of the Seven Heavens in their splendour. I was sent to Urth by this Master to steal an idol from a ruined temple to forgotten gods, to be used as some profane centrepiece of a new palace. I was discovered and bound by a sorcerer within that same temple. Using a signet and spells he had divined from the Heavenly Host, the wizard tried to extract my true name. This was the time before the magic of binding was fully understood by men you see, so I was granted a single lie. I gave him the name of my master in place of my own, and the wizard thought he had captured the Grand Architect of Hell and set me to work in such a capacity. While other demons may have railed at this capture, I saw an opportunity to make my mark as no demon ever had - to become a Grand Architect not of hell, but of Urth itself. This wizards vision was narrow, he only wanted me to restore the former glory of the temple. I told him I would craft him not just a mere church, but a holy city that would span from sea to sea, a place truly fit for his gods. With the help of his signet ring I bound a thousand spirits of the land, air, and sea to my cause and for him I built the foundation of what would become the Goetic Empire."

Scavengers Reign (2023)

"When I remember the autumn of '83, everything is tinted in blood and plasma. That was when people first started hearing the Shrike call. It could be anyone, anywhere, they'd just up and start butchering anyone round em'. Once they had finished they set off walking and no one could stop them. Government put together bounty squads, hunters and the like, try and slow em' down or find where they were going. Don't think a one of them did much, but we found out where they were going eventually. Wish we hadn't, world would be better off for never knowing."

Something I've had sitting around in the sketches for a while, don't have any plans to continue it unless people are keen to read more of the story.

Some art I did for a MTG proxy of some goblin Bushwhackers. Liked the design enough that I thought it deserved a punch up with some type.

Trying to get it printed and stocked in some local game stores as well, we'll see how that goes.

I keep forgetting to post on here but I'll get better - insta and twitter suck ass right now and the people on here are V nice ❤️

POV you are herbert wests pet goldfish and hes watching you enjoy some fish flakes

Tiwaz the Ever-bleeding

Bearer of a wound that never seals, wielder of the blade whose cuts never heal.

The year is 2121 and Concordia, once a haven for humanity, teeters on the brink of an autocratic takeover by ruthless corporations. While division rages between the Upper and Lower Cities, and sinister plots fester in the shadows, the connected stories of Concordians from every walk of life tell the tale of a city in a battle for its freedom... but is it too late to save society from itself?

My and @panelperday's brand new cyberpunk comic is out now, head on over and report back with who your favourite character is 👀 🔗Read SOLID STATE on WEBTOON!

Berserk - End of the Golden Age

A print I did for Tokyo Alley earlier this year.

God I love these sad idiots

Life Drain!

A little snippet of a MTG token I made for my vampire deck that sucks. Works as either a white or black 1/1 lifelink vampire. Full printable art with stats on my patreon: patreon.com/nathanaelwhale

The Magi of Nimrud cast the sorcerer Enlil from their tower when he had delved too deep into the archives. Within those forbidden tomes Enlil discovered the names of the spirits that the mages had bound in ages past to gain their magic. Now, fingers outstretched toward the tower that spurned him, Enlil calls upon the true name of fire.

I made a little guy for a campaign I'm playing with some buds. He's very old and sweet and I have to do a stupid voice the whole time I'm playing him.

How posting on Tumblr for the first time in years feels (y'all are the little demons in the mirror)