The storyteller

"It was another dark gloomy night - the kind of night she enjoyed the most. Quietly she opened the dark wooden door of the pub. The tiny brass bell attached to it jingled happily. The woman in the shaggy gray robe stepped in.

She was fairly confused. Anyone would be confused after messing up their translocation spell for the first time in a hundred years. And oh, boy, had she messed it up!
As always, she sat in the darkest corner of the pub, the hood of her robe covering her eyes in shadow. "

Random doodle of my OC. I love her. <3 She's still nameless, but I don't know if she even needs a name. She's a storyteller/mage who messed up her translocation spell in her world and popped out in this one.
She's soooo epic. >u<

And i'm gonna cosplay her in next Ropecon (finnish roleplaying convention <3). I've already got the fabric for the robe~