Rakceyen is getting a visit from his good friend Ulik.
That is no camera angle or perspective playing tricks on you; Ulik is very tall. He's almost a head taller than Rakceyen. He was born that way, and his natural size made him the perfect candidate for a village guard. This is one of those rare occurrences where he doesn't have his weapon at hand. He's usually quiet, especially around others. He tends to focus on the conversations around him and listen for trouble instead of partaking in the talking. Although he doesn't hate humans, he doesn't trust them. If you're a human looking for a chat, expect a blank glare and possibly a flash of fangs.
Rakceyen is a gun smith, and here he is working on another gun. He enjoys experimenting with new designs all the time. No two guns are ever the same: either the mechanics or the overall appearance is always different. He holds a collection of both failed and successful models, along with a desk full of designs on paper.
Both of these characters are mine.