Finally!

So I finally finished the picture of Scott's D&D group.
Good thing I wasn't working under any sort of deadline.
Then again, I'm not getting anything out of drawing it beyond their gratitude, and gratitude doesn't finance my impulsive electronics purchases, does it? So screw them; they'll accept that it took a long time and they'll like it!
All seriousness...I mean, kidding aside, I'm fairly pleased with how it turned out (as was Scott), though given how long it took I might have expected a little bit more of a masterpiece.
Then again, I drew it, so, timely or not, there are going to be limits to my expectations.
As with most anything I draw, I have a hard time looking at it and seeing anything other than the flaws, or the places where I got lazy, but I do think it's a reasonably good piece.
I think that the bald-pated, red-bearded Dungeon Master looming ominously over them is an especially nice touch, and, in some fashion, it's a feeling that's oddly familiar...