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Sage sketches

under the cut because
HUGE.
Allyn's picture

Before I go and post this huge sketch page I made...

I'd like to ask how to put something under a cut?

Because this image sheet is huge.

2000 x 2000 huge.

And I don't think you want a 2000 x 2000 sketch sheet right there in your face ;;;;

i need to learn how to draw on smaller canvases.

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Patch was moved to SingaReindeer account
Allyn's picture

After I get comfortable with Sage...

I think I'll make another deer to play as.

Possibly one inspired by Orpheus of Persona 3.
lordifan's picture

First day part 2

Had fun with Illume earlier. Pine cones are fun especially when you're a fawn. The antlers look so out of place on a fawn. XD Learning how to change my fur to red was fun too. I think I'm addicted to this game now XD
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Sage Bio

lordifan's picture

First proper day

Today was my first real time in the forest and I absolutely loved it. I met another fawn and we danced. Soon we found other fawns and deer to dance and play with. At it's largest our group numbered five. Unfortunately although I had taken screenshots they didn't save so I have no pictures to show Sad The only symbol I can properly describe was one that reminded me of a penguin or maybe a prinny. If anyone knows who that is, I'd be very grateful for them to get in touch with me as I really enjoyed tonight.
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Who is that deer??

There is a deer in the forest, it is default and when you cast spells on him they just disappear. It has the same icon or whatever it is called as me. And as I said, this deer is default and I wonder who he is Sticking out tongue Does anyone know?
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Tag anyone?

I was thinking, would anyone be up for a game of tag with a young fawn?
Seed's picture

The Cardinal in the Tree: A Seed Poetry Series

Since my revival, I've realized that I don't know...What I really feel about Sage, or what to do about it. I have come to a decision: I will write my way to the truth! And so I begin my series. Once upon a time, we spoke about deer that aren't 'real.' Deer like myself. And she likened them to something colorful and striking...And these poems all take shape around what was the reply I felt and didn't say, at the time. Now that I write it again, I don't now: was it a loving thought?
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