

The old orc librarian from the wizards enclave relieves himself in the middle of the night. He thinks how marvelous it would be to have some novice in his bedchamber to polish off his knob. That way he doesn't need to leave his bed, light a candle, put on a robe, and traverses down the cold stone hall just to do his business. Such work. Drawn with white ballpoint on black paper. It's a shame you cant see these in person. the metallic inks are really fun as light plays on the paper. Hope everyone's Orctober is going great!