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Tiny Traction Towns

I’m waiting for Utterly Dark 2 to come back to me for proof-reading, so I’ve been whiling away the time with some Mortal Engines drawings.

A typical scene in the Great Hunting Ground

Krokodil, an early predator town, built from the repurposed hulls of a fleet of Oster-Rus land ships. 

Originally wind-powered and devoted to an eco-friendly lifestyle, the city of Thunberg swapped its sails for engines after a few narrow escapes from predator towns, and quickly became one of the most rapacious and heavily polluting cities of the Second Traction Boom.

A heavily militarised pirate suburb from the Rustwater Marshes, around the time of the Medusa Event. The slogan on its plates was supposed to read ‘Nom Nom Nom’ but they ran out of space and are currently hunting more townlets so they can increase their surface area.

Above and below: small Traktionstadts minding their own business, some time in the middle Traction Era

A typical merchant town, heading off to sell its wares at a trading cluster somewhere in the western Hunting Ground.

Interesting extendable jaws on this small predator city, here seen pursuing a scrambler village across the Ognena Gradina lava fields.

In the Australian outback, an experimental suburb grabs some lunch.

Meelz on Weelz - the crews of pirate suburbs are famed for their engineering and navigation, but not so much for their spelling.

Asking the way - keen to do their bit in the war with the Green Storm, the inhabitants of a plucky Ville-Mobile ask directions to the front line.


  1. What a delight to see these sketches! Still no Utterly Dark available here in Canada. So I'm sitting here enjoying the lovely warm winter sunshine and glimpses into your world this morning...

  2. Nice to see some more Mortal Engines stuff.


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