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!!!CHARACTER COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!!!Line art - $25Flat Color - $35Full Color - $50+$15 per additiona

!!!CHARACTER COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN!!!

Line art - $25

Flat Color - $35

Full Color - $50

+$15 per additional character

Email me at [email protected]  with your character description(s) and any references!!! I’d love to hear from you!


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When creating cities remember to make culture. Make religious beliefs, death rituals, popular songs/foods, old wives tales! It’s enriching to players.

A villain who wholeheartedly believes that they are doing the right thing. In their eyes: the heroes are the true evil.

/Commission/ The Crusader of the Silver Dragon! for @phantasmal-wizard

I thought that this looked interesting, and I wanted to share. She even made her own faunus character to play as and I thought that it was neat.

Cleric: I’m going to bootstrap paradox this whole campaign into existence.

Rogue: We don’t even get real Five Nights At Freddy’s. This is a clone. We’re going to die in Steam Greenlight Five Nights At Freddy’s.

Bard to Druid: These inspirational speeches have killed more people than any spell.

“You all have the outdoorsy shit handled, but this is urban survival, and I say we send in the street rat on point.”

- the feral homeless sorcerer

NPC: I told you from the start this trip is dangerous. Most don’t make it through with all their limbs.

Rogue: Oh, we did well then.

Ranger: Well, [bard] did lose a leg.

Rogue: Oh yeah.

Rogue: Alright, to prevent any further confusion we’re going to take a pause and go around the circle. Does everyone know who they are and how they got here?

NPC: I’m um…going to get a hair cut.

Rogue: You’re stuck on this ship.

Fighter: And you don’t even have hair.

Bard: It’s a good job there’s no sanity points in d&d or else we’d be fucked.

Cleric: *out of character* honestly, not much has changed personality wise in the last 700 years. He used to be a grumpy old man in a young man’s body, now he’s grumpy old man in an old man’s body. It’ll worked out in the end.

Rogue: This cruise sucks. I want my money back.

DM: You’re a stowaway.

Rogue: That’s not the point. If I’d paid for this I’d be very angry.

Ranger: *over our fantasy version of phones* you’re willing to pay someone to kill [rogue]?

NPC: *over the phone* Yes.

Ranger: *over the phone* And would you need any sort of…proof that she’s dead.

Rogue: Now hang on.

The rogue (drunk off his tits): “There are six of you [indicating the THREE of us], one of you has to have beef jerky.”

Rogue: *out of character* You guys are alarmingly chill about telling my character her dead child never had a soul.

Ranger: *out of character* Well, if the poles are the same as real life, we can identify where we are by the simple method of bears or no bears.

Small bioluminescent drow prisoner. I’m working on a little encounter for some friendos.

Small bioluminescent drow prisoner. I’m working on a little encounter for some friendos.


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New item!

Helm of the Stampede
Wondrous item, rare (requires attunement by a barbarian)

While wearing this helm, you gain a +1 bonus to AC. Once per long rest, when you take damage you can use your reaction to enter a rage even if you are out of rages for the day.

The horned helm is a natural weapon, which you can use to make unarmed strikes. If you hit with it, you deal piercing damage equal to 1d6 + your Strength modifier, instead of the bludgeoning damage normal for an unarmed strike. If you move at least 20 feet in a straight line toward a Large or smaller target, you can use a bonus action to make a gore attack with the horned helm. On a hit, the target takes an additional 1d6 piercing damage and is knocked prone.

The wind and cold of the Thistled steppe swirled around the nomad warriors. Steam bellowed forth from fur-lined helmets, and frosty beards curled as they smiled wide. With gap-toothed glee they screamed their laughter at the army of archers on their doorstep. Though arrows landed between their ranks, the elders, chuckling, lit their long ritual pipes and puffed patiently. From the oldest bull to the youngest colt, the group took comfort knowing that when their enemy had exhausted their last volley and were forced to draw swords, nothing could stop their thunderous stampede.

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