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MONTGOMERY SONG

AND THE

SAGEBEAST OF TARTUNA

type: comic

Team: Solo

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A comic about the bounty hunter Montgomery Song who must figure out how to capture a target hiding away in a sanctuary protected by a monstrous creature.

The Wolfhound is a 20 page standalone comic I created as a personal project, and is my first ever comic.

You can read the full comic here.

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While written to be a standalone story, I'd be very interested in expanding the world and continuing the journey of the Wolfhound and her new charges.

I plan on making more comics in the future, either in a similar scope to this or as multi-chaptered stories.

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MONTGOMERY SONG AND THE

SAGEBEAST OF TARTUNA

a comic about the bounty hunter Montgomery Sing who must figure out how to capture a target hiding away in a sanctuary protected by a monstrous creature.

GUNS FOR HIRE STORYBOARD

a comic about the bounty hunter Montgomery Sing who must figure out how to capture a target hiding away in a sanctuary protected by a monstrous creature.

Gallrey is old and no longer knows if the ocean will still outlive him. The fish are swimming further out to sea, and it’s never been harder to be a captain of a fishing vessel. If he doesn’t meet this season’s quota he loses all an old fisherman could with nothing left over. He’s desperate enough to take on a crew of witch-sons - the inhuman offspring of the witches he killed years and years ago.

WITCH-SONS

type: novel
Date Released:

blah blah its novella short story or whatever. fiction type. genre. basic project parameters or f that?

You can purchase it here.

SAMPLES

“Dead witches but they’re still f***ing us over.”

The thing was standing near the entrance of the docklands, stock still as it watched the few boats that were unloading cargo. Most gave a wide berth around it, some spat at its feet.

It was hard to tell exactly what made the witch-sons so inhuman, so twisted and ugly and wholly undivine. Their bones don’t burn like the ones of their mothers, hissing and fuming in the ashes.

They looked like ordinary young men, no inherited malformities or monstrous stretched features like the creatures that used to claw their way onto the ships. But they were always too clean, with flawless skin and crisp unstained clothing. Nothing in this world was that clean. Blank expressions, straight postures and backlit eyes that glow in the dark.

Where there was one, there would be more. They clustered like rats, that way.

“‘They will reap what they have wrought.’ That’s what my mother always used to say.”

“Is that what you want to do, get revenge?”

It writhes in its skin.

“I would like to be a fisherman.”

It’s a doomed profession. The fish are leaving. The seas are drying up. In twenty years there won’t be any docks left to moor. You and your brothers made sure of that.

“You’d make a good fisherman.”

They aren’t like the other gangs that roam the west. For one, most gang initiations don’t send you into a desert for three days in hopes that you bind with the spirit that dwells there. And two, most don’t have a God watching over their shoulder as they kill in her name.

 

There are no rules for men like that - except the one: they must always travel forwards, never retreading ground to a town they’ve been. Or else, the insurmountable power that tracks them will surely destroy them.

type: novella
Date Released:

DESERT HEARTS

Desert Hearts is a western cosmic horror about a near-invincible gang that follows a desert God, and the insurmountable power that is trying to destroy them.

SAMPLES

They feel him a long time before they see him. Before that they hear him too: a long string of wet and broken pants and gasps.

She’d made a good choice, Jasp thinks, and then immediately amends. She almost always does. It was easy to see why She’d picked this one. A young son of a rancher that could shoot through a coin as a party trick and through a man like anything but. It’s what the other gang members had raved about. More importantly, Jasp could see something in the kid’s eyes. A certain brightness that was often found lacking in both ranch hands and the fellow academics he once knew. He thinks She must have seen it too.

There’s a round of cheers from the group, and one loud whistle from Randall that has the shambling man wincing.

They clap the kid on the shoulder and basically drag him the last few meters into the camp proper. As soon as their hands are gone he collapses to the ground, sending sand skittering into the fire. There’s a keen and a sob as he curls around himself.

He used to lie awake most nights. Every night before he’d go to bed he’d catalogue each of his belongings: the amount of money in his wallet, his scuffed shoes, <list personal items>. And each night as he lay in bed he would run a calculation, the same type he had been doing throughout the day. What is my worth? That if he were to die tonight in his sleep, what would his estate account to? A monetary number was easy to reach. He would have left behind fifty-two dollars and eighteen cents. That was the unimportant part of the calculation. No, it was what his worth was. A lawyer with no home or family, who spent his days counting the wealth of the recently-dead and finding that he doesn’t measure up. He was unremarkable. Barely a footnote in any of the towns he'd stood foot in, like any of the estates he had readily forgotten.

He still lies awake most nights.  <calculates worth of other gang members> <Jasps own list, repeated> a dead man’s gun, and...Her. He isn’t sure how to quantify that. Her worth is immeasurable. To say he was still worth nothing now - connected with her blessing- felt like a sacrilegious slight against the part of him that was occupied by something so wholly divine.

type: novella
Date Released:

GUNS FOR HIRE

The Wolfhound is a short comic set in a brutal and fantastical world about an old soldier sent on a mission to deal a crippling blow to what remains of the Warking's Consortium.

Guns for Hire is an animated storyboard about two hunters camping in the wilderness on a hunt, and are joined by unexpected guests. I made this project to improve my storyboarding skills, as well as to teach myself Blender and Grease Pencil. While the final boards were drawn in Photoshop and animated in Davinci Resolve, the first full version was done within Blender. I decided to make the change to Photoshop because while Grease Pencil was exceptionally useful, I had trouble drawing good quality line art. I made the software change to save time and get the project finished.

I'd like to use Grease Pencil again for storyboarding, particularly with a scene that makes better use of the 3D camera (as opposed to Guns for Hire, which would be 2D animated regardless).

You can read the full comic here.

<overview>

<goals>

<learnt/post-mortem>

<future>

While written to be a standalone story, I'd be very interested in expanding the world and continuing the journey of the Wolfhound and her new charges.

I plan on making more comics in the future, either in a similar scope to this or as multi-chaptered stories.

The Wolfhound is a short comic set in a brutal and fantastical world about an old soldier sent on a mission to deal a crippling blow to what remains of the Warking's Consortium.

type: comic
Date Released:

THE WOLFHOUND

The Wolfhound is a 20 page standalone comic I created as a personal project, and is my first ever comic.

You can read the full comic here.

<overview>

<goals>

<learnt/post-mortem>

<future>

While written to be a standalone story, I'd be very interested in expanding the world and continuing the journey of the Wolfhound and her new charges.

I plan on making more comics in the future, either in a similar scope to this or as multi-chaptered stories.