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Itxaro Errandonea Art Commisions

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Hola! This is my pricing information guidelines for anyone interested in commission my work for a piece.

To do so, please refer to the listing below before messaging me. Any additional questions about it can be done via my social media links.

Prices represent a rough guideline and are subject to change depending on the content, complexity and difficulty of the commissioned artwork.

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*Prices might differ depending on the character, background and/or additional details expressed by the client

**The illustrations on the character sheet are only exemplary and do not represent the final product necessarily

*** I do not , under any circumstance draw gore of a real person or any piece that is used with the intent purpose of causing distress to a third party. That includes any kind of fascist or right wing propaganda piece, trans phobia, racism and such.

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“A garou after her last victim…
• “Aye, Fury-Song of the Voiceless Clan, you’re late, where be your clan?”
The White Howler stepped forward, her glabro brow furrowed deeply scowling at the kinfolk sentry murderous rage in her eyes.
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A garou after her last victim…

  • “Aye, Fury-Song of the Voiceless Clan, you’re late, where be your clan?”
    The White Howler stepped forward, her glabro brow furrowed deeply scowling at the kinfolk sentry murderous rage in her eyes.
    The man flinched when her arms went into motion but he had less than a moment before the woman’s arms tore his helpless body in two. The sound was indescribable and the second sentry looked in speechless terror and shock. The body dropped lifeless with the metal helmet clanking against the cobblestone below. Fury-Song stepped towards the second sentry who was still frozen in disgust and mortal fear, she cracked her shoulders and spoke to him with a mad grin on her now bloodsplattered face. “Any more questions?” The man remained silent.
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Fear‌ ‌Us:‌ 

Black‌ ‌wolves‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌night,‌ ‌

Full‌ ‌moon‌ ‌in‌ ‌the‌ ‌sky‌ ‌above,‌ 

‌Running‌ ‌free,‌ ‌Vengeance‌ ‌of‌ ‌the‌ ‌Mother,‌ 

‌Markings‌ ‌white‌ ‌as‌ ‌snow,‌ 

‌Teeth‌ ‌flashing,‌ ‌howls‌ ‌resounding‌ ‌in‌ ‌all‌ ‌places‌ ‌wild‌ ‌and‌ ‌clean,‌

 ‌Fear‌ ‌the‌ ‌women‌ ‌who‌ ‌run‌ ‌as‌ ‌wolves‌ ‌for‌ ‌their‌ ‌duty‌ ‌is‌ ‌to‌ ‌kill.‌ 


My poetry, art done by Bramble Crocuta / Addertwist