ok so i have no pics right now bc the things i was working on need some required drying time so in the meantime i thought id entertain you with a lil tease lmao:
from a Codika short story/ back ground:
drip......drip......dip..........drip........ the sound was all he heard as he stumbled through the darkness of the small cave he had hid in during the bombing raid of the dxun moon, drip...drip...... the water was sounding closer as he shuffled,holding the walls for support freezing,the remnants of his beskargam did lil to warm the exposed skin from the damp and cold of the cave. the world suddenly was turned upside down as he fell,tripping over rocks on the ground. drip.....drip.....drip..... he awoke to the dripping water,each drip making his cranium pound," osik" he said quietly to himself. up ahead looking down at him was a gleam of light.slowly the bruised and beaten figured crawled his way towards it reaching out to feel the cold touch of a T visored helmet,atop a pile of stones laid upon another.a grave of some long dead warrior? it didnt matter now,his hands falling to the ground aside the grave felt the familier plates of Mando armor...
"who ever bomb me and my ship wanted me dead..." "fitting that i will return to take their corpes in the armor of the fallen" in the dawn of the new morning a firgure emerged from an entrance of a small gave,a figure of not black and white but of black and red."needs a touch up,but their will be time for that later"........