Chapter 1: Page 40
Sometimes in the heat of the moment, it can be hard to forget your little bout started as a simple educational demonstration. In Quinlan’s case, though he exhibited a clear head compared to Crim, he still wound up getting just a bit carried away. Normally this would result in a few extra bruises and black eyes, but when you’re dealing with two highly-trained Tesque masters with a less-than-private animosity towards one another, one party winding up unconscious is probably the best thing you could have asked for.
It’s been very interesting seeing the fight scene between Quinlan and Crim come to life these last several months. As I’ve mentioned, the fight was always a part of the original draft of the script, going back to the original brainstorms I had in 2007-2008. While the story and characters around it have changed, it is an important milestone to me, and it bodes well for things to come!
This week’s fan-art is once again of a different flavor! Caitlin sent me this wonderful little Quinlan statuette as a thank-you gift! Check him out in all his awesomeness:
Pretty awesome, no? I love how you were able to fit in so many little details, like the oak leaf symbol on his gauntlet, and the arrows in his quiver. Also, love the real string on his bow! I shall treasure this piece for all time, Caitlin! Thank you once more :)
Also here’s a little bit of BWD Christmas cheer to put you all in the holiday spirit! Rachel drew up this great piece for her blog showing a group of Canid soldiers soldiering through the snow, singing while on patrol.
I do imagine these lyrics are meant to be sung to the tune of “Jingle Bells” – and now I’m thinking I need to come up with the rest of the lyrics! While you wouldn’t likely sing this caroling from house to house, I could see it rousing a frostbitten Canid patrol in the dead of winter:
Sloggin’ through the snow,
In these moon-forsaken wastes,
Harsh wind may it blow,
We’ll never lose our pace.
Our spearpoints held up high,
Our spirits never lost,
We’ll battle cold and never die
No matter what the cost!
Don’t feel bad Quin, he wanted to continue after you knocked him down the first time, it’s his own fault!
I wasn’t expecting this end to the fight, but I’m really liking it. If he’s still unconscious, will they prop him up on one of ring’s poles and make a run for it? (Probably not, but I’d find it amusing.)
I think he over did it, but he asked for it. Cute statue btw.
Yipe, Quin. O_O
I like the Canid version of Jingle Bells.
‘Oh what fun it is to sing a SLAYING song tonight’
Lesson from the last few pages: Never underestimate an adversary.
Woah, kind of an awkward ending to a fight. Something tells me there are going to be repercussions.
Love Quin’s look of befuddlement.
You’re welcome! Finally getting caught up on this, and it’s great as always. Really loved the fight scene.
Well, it seems the fight is finally over. Maybe it was just as well Crim got knocked unconscious – if he’d kept on fighting, there’s no telling what kind of injuries the two Tamians could’ve caused one another. Hopefully, the experience will cause Crim to be more humble and respectful of his rival, but I doubt it – he seems like the kind of guy who’d allow his resentment to fester and grow over this “slight”, sadly. There’s no telling how their conflict will end…
This has been a terrific scene, Alex and Rachel, and it demonstrates that you are able to write and draw a great fight as well as more quiet, character-based moments. If you were worried about whether it would turn out alright, I can assure you that you have succeeded splendidly!
That little Quinlan statue by Caitlin was awesome – good job on it! And seeing the Canid sing out a “Christmas”-style marching song was really neat!
“By the hells, Ermehn smells!
We’ll cleanse them from the lands!
Oh what fun, it is to march
To our armpits up in snow…”
Love that expression of Quinlan’s in the last panel- like a cub that’s been caught filching candies nuts. The lighting feels like sunset to me, which was probably your intent, and it looks great! And I really love how Quin extends his hand with no hard feelings. Quick question though- where’s Quin’s captain sash?
Crim deserved that. Hopefully, we wakes up a little wiser, with some sense knocked into him.
I wouldn’t worry about Crim, Quin. He brought it on himself.