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A little mischief.
A tiny Kajiit stands beside a large potion bottle, licking his chops and grins nefariously to himself. He’s miniscule, and he reads the fine print on the label as if it were a billboard.
“Crap! This flask of shrinkage to tiny smallness is only going to last a few minutes…” He turns to face the village. “Must… find… mischief.”
It doesn’t take him long. In a teeny sprint he comes upon an Argonian drowsing against a rock beside a pair of oxen, lazily chewing their cud as they wait to haul their wagon load of cabbages out of town. Behind them, the steep incline waits ponderously, the villagers below going about their unsuspecting business. With a smirk of pure trouble, he draws his bow and launches an arrow at the Argonian.
“Feel my tiny wrath!!!”
The Argonian mutters half-awake as he hears the insistent squeaking, and jumps indignantly awake when he feels the sting in his knee cap.
“Ow! HEY!” he cries, flying awake to find a tiny arrow lodged in his scales. He looks around and finds the tiny Kajiit, who, realizing he’s been had, tries to scramble away.
“Why you little…” the Argonian says, lunging forward to catch the puny Kajiit by the scruff to a resounding; “Yooowwwwwww!”
The oxen startle at the cry and break into a charge, jerking the rickety farm wagon onto the rock, where the wooden front wheel shatters and the wagon topples over. Both of them watch in horror as the load of cabbages goes bouncing and rolling down the hill toward the town. There is a booming cry of; “CABBALANCHE!!!” as the villagers run from the onslaught.
The Argonain and Kajiit look at eachother and then the Argonian put his palm to his face and says; “Oh no, not again.”