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doe1971 said:
Well, flattery will get anyone anywhere. So Centaurus, galione, if you have any personal things you would like to see in my modest illustration, feel free to say. I take unpaid comissions from that small minority that likes my brainfarts.

In the meantime, thanks to the generosity of esteemed LL who provided an appropriate literary context, here's the latest addition to the Witcher's universe of pain. I used no less than 110 articulated rigs in this image! Took me almost an hour to render! Personal record. Here we go.

The ordeal of Ciri and her friends, according to official history, ended with a last-minute rescue by Geralt and a small band of other witchers, followed by a hasty escape northward. However, documents from those long past eras are few, and their interpretation is not unanimous. Another theory, minoritarian among historians but fiercely proclaimed by some, is that the trio of sorceresses did not go north, but south. And – more relevantly – that there never was a rescue.

Having obtained a full confession, duly signed, in which Ciri admitted to being an impostor, Emhyr – those historians claim – had no interest in a public execution and decided to show clemency.

Well, Nilfgaardian clemency.

Ciri, Yen and Triss, along with another sorceress who had tasted the hospitality of Emhyr’s dungeons, Philippa Eilhart, were to be put on a ship in Cintra’s harbor, and then, after a long voyage at sea, sold at the slave market in Ofir. If their future years were to be spent as sex slaves of a sultan or digging out salt in the southern mines was out of Emhyr’s hand, nor did it occupy his mind. A nice profit for the Empire’s treasury, on the other hand, was always welcome.

The voyage from Nilfgaard to Cintra was a long one. At least five or six weeks. But, true as always to his gentle nature, Emhyr had organized things so that they did not have to walk. Especially Ciri, her privates still bearing the marks of the torture that finally had broken her resistance, appreciated fully the seats reserved for the trip…
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I guess my avatar is the Smart car of wheeled wooden horse carriages :eeek:
 

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doe1971 said:
Well, flattery will get anyone anywhere. So Centaurus, galione, if you have any personal things you would like to see in my modest illustration, feel free to say. I take unpaid comissions from that small minority that likes my brainfarts.

In the meantime, thanks to the generosity of esteemed LL who provided an appropriate literary context, here's the latest addition to the Witcher's universe of pain. I used no less than 110 articulated rigs in this image! Took me almost an hour to render! Personal record. Here we go.

The ordeal of Ciri and her friends, according to official history, ended with a last-minute rescue by Geralt and a small band of other witchers, followed by a hasty escape northward. However, documents from those long past eras are few, and their interpretation is not unanimous. Another theory, minoritarian among historians but fiercely proclaimed by some, is that the trio of sorceresses did not go north, but south. And – more relevantly – that there never was a rescue.

Having obtained a full confession, duly signed, in which Ciri admitted to being an impostor, Emhyr – those historians claim – had no interest in a public execution and decided to show clemency.

Well, Nilfgaardian clemency.

Ciri, Yen and Triss, along with another sorceress who had tasted the hospitality of Emhyr’s dungeons, Philippa Eilhart, were to be put on a ship in Cintra’s harbor, and then, after a long voyage at sea, sold at the slave market in Ofir. If their future years were to be spent as sex slaves of a sultan or digging out salt in the southern mines was out of Emhyr’s hand, nor did it occupy his mind. A nice profit for the Empire’s treasury, on the other hand, was always welcome.

The voyage from Nilfgaard to Cintra was a long one. At least five or six weeks. But, true as always to his gentle nature, Emhyr had organized things so that they did not have to walk. Especially Ciri, her privates still bearing the marks of the torture that finally had broken her resistance, appreciated fully the seats reserved for the trip…
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Upon closer examination and judging by the heavily stained wood, these four are not the first to ride upon this conveyance. :eek:
 
Harsh Martinet said:
I guess my avatar is the Smart car of wheeled wooden horse carriages :eeek:
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There's more than 200 miles between Novigrad to Pontar, even more to Cintra. You can't travel with a underpowered device, you need a muscle ride.
Harsh Martinet said:
Upon closer examination and judging by the heavily stained wood, these four are not the first to ride upon this conveyance. :eek:
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Not at all. It's so commonly used to get rid of undesirables that townfolks flock to the windows everytime there's another imperial delivery.
 
doe1971 said:
Well, flattery will get anyone anywhere. So Centaurus, galione, if you have any personal things you would like to see in my modest illustration, feel free to say. I take unpaid comissions from that small minority that likes my brainfarts.

In the meantime, thanks to the generosity of esteemed LL who provided an appropriate literary context, here's the latest addition to the Witcher's universe of pain. I used no less than 110 articulated rigs in this image! Took me almost an hour to render! Personal record. Here we go.

The ordeal of Ciri and her friends, according to official history, ended with a last-minute rescue by Geralt and a small band of other witchers, followed by a hasty escape northward. However, documents from those long past eras are few, and their interpretation is not unanimous. Another theory, minoritarian among historians but fiercely proclaimed by some, is that the trio of sorceresses did not go north, but south. And – more relevantly – that there never was a rescue.

Having obtained a full confession, duly signed, in which Ciri admitted to being an impostor, Emhyr – those historians claim – had no interest in a public execution and decided to show clemency.

Well, Nilfgaardian clemency.

Ciri, Yen and Triss, along with another sorceress who had tasted the hospitality of Emhyr’s dungeons, Philippa Eilhart, were to be put on a ship in Cintra’s harbor, and then, after a long voyage at sea, sold at the slave market in Ofir. If their future years were to be spent as sex slaves of a sultan or digging out salt in the southern mines was out of Emhyr’s hand, nor did it occupy his mind. A nice profit for the Empire’s treasury, on the other hand, was always welcome.

The voyage from Nilfgaard to Cintra was a long one. At least five or six weeks. But, true as always to his gentle nature, Emhyr had organized things so that they did not have to walk. Especially Ciri, her privates still bearing the marks of the torture that finally had broken her resistance, appreciated fully the seats reserved for the trip…
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Love it!
Unless I have been too fast it seems to me that the only thing I have not seen in this thread is a wheel rack
 
wulf said:
I do not have this one either, but I do have part of it.
I saved this one on ralphus june 7, 21
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Those are rather sketches ... guess I've saved a few, deleted a lot more ... :D

galione said:
love them, btw if I Was a millionare i would sponsor/finance an artist so he could do a complete animation lol or maybe just a full 3D comics XD
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As someone who dabbled in 3D animation I can say that's very time consuming business...
 

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Food for thought for the more grey cells endowed of us ... :)

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doe1971 said:
Food for thought for the more grey cells endowed of us ... :)

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Sooner or later the tide will turn. Not in our lifetimes, alas.
 
With the usual accompanying narration by wordsmith extraordinaire, maitre LL.

The voyage from Nilfgaard to Cintra was long, but far from boring. Moments of entertainment and socialization were provided to the four women both when they went through towns and villages, by the zealous citizens, and when they set up camp for the night in a forest or a field, by the numerous and always eager guards. Details of those days may be provided in the future, should new documents emerge.

Anyway, after almost two months, as the autumn rains were giving way to the first chills of winter, the comitive reached Cintra. Barely conscious, Yen looked at the ship awaiting them. During the travel, they had looked forward to this day as the moment they would be liberated of their horrendous carriage and of the constant abuse by the guards. The moment they would trade public exposure on a mobile wooden horse for the welcome darkness of a cargo hold. Little did she suspect the horrors awaiting her and her friends on board.

Starting with the fact that to propel the ship would provide not so much the wind, as the muscles of the condemned to the rowing posts...
 

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doe1971 said:
With the usual accompanying narration by wordsmith extraordinaire, maitre LL.

The voyage from Nilfgaard to Cintra was long, but far from boring. Moments of entertainment and socialization were provided to the four women both when they went through towns and villages, by the zealous citizens, and when they set up camp for the night in a forest or a field, by the numerous and always eager guards. Details of those days may be provided in the future, should new documents emerge.

Anyway, after almost two months, as the autumn rains were giving way to the first chills of winter, the comitive reached Cintra. Barely conscious, Yen looked at the ship awaiting them. During the travel, they had looked forward to this day as the moment they would be liberated of their horrendous carriage and of the constant abuse by the guards. The moment they would trade public exposure on a mobile wooden horse for the welcome darkness of a cargo hold. Little did she suspect the horrors awaiting her and her friends on board.

Starting with the fact that to propel the ship would provide not so much the wind, as the muscles of the condemned to the rowing posts...
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Damn, I do love a good parade. :)
 
As usual, text by LL.

When at last the prisoners and their escort reached the ship that was to take them across half the world, Yen too had mostly lost consciousness.

"Revive them with some sea water" ordered the captain. "They shouldn't miss the sight of the vessel that will host them over the next months. And some salty water will also work well as disinfectant".

The order was soon executed, starting with Ciri. Triss, instead, moaned, revealing herself to be still conscious.

"You're always been my favorite, you know, redhead? More flesh on your bones than those other skinny three" said the captain while helping two of his men to take her down from the mobile wooden horse. "Well, you may have guessed from how many times I took you in the ass during this trip. But all good things come to an end. Parting hurts me more than it hurts you, trust me. But if what they told me about those Ofir slavers and how they treat women is true, you may even come to miss me and the boys. Ah, whatever, we'll always have Nilfgaard".
 

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