Sheena the Bloodbringer

He starts to draw. He in a trance as he draws. He feels the power flowing through him. His veins grow blue like ink. It was going through his veins

He was drawing Sheena the Blood Bringer. He figure if he was going to bring her to life, 8 feet tall was a little to much. 6.6 would be good. Still a tall drink of water though. Her breast huge, H cup. They were firm go big or go home. Her hair wild and red. Her chain mail dragon skin. It was golden. She was Holding a big battle AX. He now was an expert artist and could make her stunning. Her biceps and thighs were big. She was a True Amazon

He then concentrated, tapped it to bring her to life. Suddenly he feels a gush of wind. There she is. In the FLESH.

Sheena. She looks stunning, oozing sex

"Where am I. are you some type of Wizard" She Said in a sultry Voice

"Well...I ummmm"

She points her AX

"What are you, are you a Blood bringer"

(Sword for Hire)

"Bard, or A god, healer, or flesh peddler."

Flesh peddler were hookers in the little comic he wrote. You got healing, and boosts from going to the flesh peddler. Bard could play music and tell the warrior tells. He could always draw an instrument. As for Wizard, he guess he might be consider one. Medic..drawing up some magical medical stuff would be easy. God. He could be considered a God to her, he guess. Or he could just be honest. He was just a student with a pen.

"Tell me BOY....what are you"