So, perhaps a bit of explanation.
I realize, and accept, that the title of this little joint of mine is off-putting. In my defense, I can only say I’m going somewhere with this, and it’s likely not the way you’re thinking.
I’m guessing people will, upon seeing the title, come after me with great outrage and furious indignation that I’d name this comic what I did. And I’ll have to bear it with the same patience most comic creators do when people don’t understand their work.
You see…if someone comes at me, outraged that this book even exists, I’ll know they haven’t read it.
If I just wanted to draw elves with breasts, I could certainly do that (and I do, in another book soon to be born into the world) and honestly there’s a couple thousand creators out there who’d likely do a better job than me. G’nataleigh’s story has little to do with that sort of sub-genre.
Bear with me…don’t judge a book by its cover, or a comic by its title…this is going somewhere. And I think you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy creating it. – Al, 2020