I Rage with Sorrow
The dirge of ages spills from my mouth, the rage filling me with the call of my...
The dirge of ages spills from my mouth, the rage filling me with the call of my...
Action, Barbarian, Combat, Dirge, Player, Scene request, Spirit
I step forward, hand placed over my diaphragm—over the well of sorrow that fills with...
In the tattooed image, the pale brown eagle is flying, and the anchor it holds in...
No skin shows from elbow to wrist, just a wild splash of color, an eagle curving his...
The man in the tattoo is haughty, three quarters facing out, with his chin tipped up. His...
The dragon is composed of individually inked scales. It twists around the arm in a...
Roses—dull red ink akin to dried blood—are placed in a patchwork around a leafless...
A tattooed portrait of a man with a high straight collar is positioned on the arm,...
From a distance, you are struck by the combination of bone and machinery intersecting...
The lines of this tattoo have been precisely determined with calipers, cord rulers, and...