Saburo and Kawawelah

Two book characters of mine (from left to right), Saburo and Kawawelah. I don't think I've ever drawn Saburo with his dressings down; as one can see, he's heavily scarred. And Kawawelah... I don't think I've ever drawn her outside of cutesy cartoon form. Anyways, Saburo is a retired military officer (not why he's scarred, mind you) and soon-to-be-retired swords teacher for the village most of the book takes place in. Kawawelah was (past tense because she passed in the beginning of the book) his long-time fiancée. And, for anyone familiar with Hayaku, Kawawelah is his mother; that being said, Saburo is pretty much accepted as Hayaku's stepfather.
Saburo's face is scarred because of a house fire from... eh, twelve years ago? Sounds about right.
And Kawawelah, well... she's skinny because she's frequently ill. An unfortunate, vulnerable type to sickness.
Saburo's actually pretty popular with friends, now that I mention it... there's just something about him that drives them crazy. Pretty successful, considering he's only a secondary character.

A Writer's Stress

This drawing is of myself (with the coffee cup and glasses in the middle) surrounded by all my characters' chaos. This is pretty much how I feel every time I sit down and write: like they all come rushing for me, squabbling and causing trouble and demanding that I pay them attention. For that, I call them my kids. Haha.
Pictured from left to right...
Baala, fuming over Yusu.
Yusu, arguing with Aya.
Sarikah, enduring baby kicks.
Aya, arguing with Yusu.
Me, overwhelmed by all my characters' chaos.
Fadil, scolding Saburo.
Saburo, ignoring Fadil.
Amaya, being drunk and a manwhore.
Hayaku, being paranoid.
Aditi, upset with Saburo.
Random Royal Guard, trying to escape Amaya's clutches.
Lochan, sighing from afar over Amaya.
Random maid, hiding from Amaya.