Life can be tough for a fledgling maritime guild. At one particular manmade inlet leading into Bristol proper, a series of compact office structures serve as the headquarters to any number of trade companies still getting their sea legs.
The series of archways are suitable for vessels as big as schooners to sail through. Fittingly so, as these young guilds would be fortuitous enough to have just one schooner to their name.
Access into each individual office is done in either of two ways: through the communal service tunnel along the top, or else by rowboat. While a thoroughly vexing process, the rivalrous guilds find it pleasing, as they can maintain a physical boundary with their competition (who happen to be their neighbors).
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Yeah, I went and did something for my portfolio this past week. ;D Probably spent upwards of 100 hours on this. Rub-a-dub-dub, my brain goes *flub*.
EDIT: Ack, after taking a respite, I was able to come back to this painting and see it with a clear head. There were a few minor things that needed fixing.
And most importantly, SEAGULLS. HAD TO ADD SEAGULLS.
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So um, sorry to do that to all of you who already saw/commented and/or +fav'd this (THANKS-SO-MUCH)
H-here! Enjoy a SPECIAL PREVIEW image I've been working on: