A portrait of Aidan's master, Madame Monkshood, that I've been meaning to finish for ages now. This painting went through a lot of trial-and-errors; I think I made three or four separate drafts of it in all.
Madame Monkshood is one of Morgem's chief magicians, specializing in herbology and static (non-changing, work-over-time) spells. Cunning and perceptive, she's worked in this town for decades, but the locals know relatively little about her. 'Marta Monkshood' is obviously a pseudonym, and her real name has been lost to history. She carries herself with an aura of grace and power and speaks with an enchanting Mediterranean accent. ...That is, to her customers, anyway.
Aidan became her apprentice at age 18, shortly after a nasty accident inflicted the scars you see today. She took him in, a tradition not often practiced anymore, and taught him the tricks of a magician's trade. Mostly by working him like a dog. Aidan has a real love-hate relationship with his master, even now. The truth is, they're too much alike to get along easily. They're both stubborn, they both have a fondness for sarcasm, and most of all they're both proud. Pride is a crippling weakness to both master and apprentice; they'd prefer to suffer than ask for help, and they both go to great lengths to avoid admitting a mistake.
Anyway, the motif behind this painting was poison, and lots of it. All the flowers are toxic species, and her jewelry is made to resemble spiders and scorpions.
I hate to be a bore, but this art and story © to me.