Oh my dear dA watchers, you who have never wronged me, I return from my three-week hiatus to assault you with drawings of naked Reece. Forgive me, I can't seem to be assed to go back and draw in all his clothes. Reece'd kill me so hard for this, but, conveniently, he doesn't exist. Imagine him up a suit and tie, if you would.
This is yet another of my trying-to-actually-move-a-character-about exercises. Found Reece more difficult than the glatni, probably because he's made of two real-life animals which are not known for being simple to draw. More of these pages
Reece Sorell is part of the politician cast, notably he heads the centaur division of the Network's civil rights bureau. He's something of a pillar of the centaur community. He works long and hard pushing for legislation that will remove barriers to his race being better integrated into society (things like public building codes requiring centaur accessibility, and a revamp of public school programs to better accommodate centaur children, who age several times faster than their human classmates).
Mr. Sorell has an infamous grouchy streak, but this is because work gets him all strung out and he's a new dad and worried about doin' it right. Catch him at the cafe, pub, or park and you'll find him a ready listener, witty, hungry for contemplative conversation, and quick with a joke.
Reece is a friend of Senator Montrey and Rep. Brooks, although most of their communication is digital on account of the senator's miserable horse allergy. He's also a regular at Brogan and Branagan's Specialty Tailor Shop (for shapeshifters and other beings of complicated dimensions), a social hub for politically-inclined members of the monster races. Through the owners he's made friends with Ben and Becca, who often have the Sorrels come hiking with them during summers.
Reece stands at a bit over four feet (or twelve hands, if you like) at his equine shoulders, making him nearly seven feet tall. He's based on the Fjord Horse, which means he becomes an enormously fluffy teddy bear during the winter. An obligatory vegetarian like all centaurs, Reece is an oddity among his race in being lactose tolerant, and the ability to stomach ice cream and chocolate compounded by a nervous eating habit accounts for the state of his dual waistlines. He is twenty six, which makes him mentally and physically in his late thirties in centaur years. He sounds Australian.