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The Art Of Animation, Simon Dominic

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Goblin Bomber by VegasMike on DeviantArt

Goblin Bomber by VegasMike on DeviantArt

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Jean-Baptiste Monge illustrations

Rowdy Goblins by GaryLaibArt on DeviantArt

Rowdy Goblins by GaryLaibArt on DeviantArt

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Day 21: It was heavier than he had thought it would be, but Sigerod didn't mind, he gave the dragon's head a pat before walking on, whistling happily to himself. He had been out for a fortnight, tracking the great wyrm, slowly closing on it's lair, coming upon the mound of broken bodies outside of the barrow, warning of the fell beast within, and he had known fear. Known it, and crushed it, forcing it down and away, and hefting his axe, ready for the struggle.

Day 21: It was heavier than he had thought it would be, but Sigerod didn't mind, he gave the dragon's head a pat before walking on, whistling happily to himself. He had been out for a fortnight, tracking the great wyrm, slowly closing on it's lair, coming upon the mound of broken bodies outside of the barrow, warning of the fell beast within, and he had known fear. Known it, and crushed it, forcing it down and away, and hefting his axe, ready for the struggle.

Dragon

Dragon