kannst du vielleicht Ardy oder Taddl zeichen/malen ? Oder ungespielt ? Evtl. auch Dner ?
Ah, ich hab deine Nachricht nicht gesehen. D: Sorry.
Ja, wenn ich die Zeit finde, kann ich sie malen. xD Ungespielt war eh irgendwo in weiter Ferne in Planung.
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To get the word out, I’m holding a book giveaway and bonus materials giveaway until June 13th!
I will be giving away ONE copy of my artbook, FOUR physical sketch requests (mailed to you), and TEN sets of postcards (One set contains two postcards). That means 15 winners! Everything will be signed and you can request a personalized message as well.
- If you’ve pre-ordered the book, and win another book, you can choose for me to send you a 2nd book and waive your shipping fee or I can refund you the complete price of the book you paid for.
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Rules/How to Enter:
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- Ends June 13th. Winners will be randomized (random.org) and contacted that weekend.
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reblog or sarah’s lips will haunt you and give you bad luck for eight years
reblogging for that story
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