The dragon's wings were starting to ache. How much longer would he have to hold this damn pose? The painter was sitting there at the same spot for hours now, painting away at the canvas. Even then there had been breaks, not they were enough in Sythorix's mind as he stood there all day long looking good in his armor. Not that he minded the admiring glances from the populace at all, but his muscles sure were complaining.

His knightly companion would sometimes show up to see how the painting was going, usually pointing at something and giving small hints. Why he wanted the artist to add that dog running by was beyond him, but he was paying for it so what can he complain about really. When it was finally done Sythorix could swear his wings would fall off. The end product however was... truly breathtaking. The village around him, Caer Morgraig sitting right above him on the hill and of course his armored form looking exceptionally handsome. He did not like to admit it, but he was truly impressed.


This amazing art was done by https://www.furaffinity.net/user/neonspaceartist/
And I mean... wow what else is there to say. It is beyond stunning. I cannot express my amazend for this artpiece enough. Just wow.