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say hello to elena! you guys will be seeing more of her, since i’m playing as him in a current dnd campaign! he’s 5’11, shes a bit naive and he can’t wait to explore the land <3

"A needed time of peace" '24 and "Safety in the waves" '23

Hello! I decided to redraw a piece that i made last year and it makes me happy seeing the progression of Elena character arc. Currently in the campaign, Elena friends are going through a lot and so is she; so it seemed right to draw her relaxing (or trying to).

She's been trying to gather her thoughts as there is constantly something new happening, with her friend getting kidnapped and said friends potential lost sister is (infused?) with a dragon or has their soul trapped.Not to mention the potential death of all her people and those that she hold close, she's definitely feeling that pressure of making sure the Jokester (Main villain whos going to make his anger issues, everyone's problem) doesn't remain alive.

He as a character, knows that by planning to un-alive the Jokester will result in the potential death of her people and cause them to join the Jokester's hive mind. Though she knows no matter what the Jokester likes to target kingdoms, so her people are in trouble no matter what.

I wish you all have a great day, and hopefully you arent as stressed as our adventurer Elena! Goodbye! :D

⨀ Art I did for fun back when I used to play DND. Don't know if I'll ever go back to playing but It was fun while it lasted. I'm posting these because I'm pretty happy with the ones I did manage to get rendered. I was using Krita at the time. it was pulling teeth, I found out after I caved and bought CSP just how much I hated Krita. However, I do miss its quick toolbar, that was nice.

◉ Most of the characters are my friends' DND OCs, not mine. My characters are the blue half-elf witch (basically my persona, it was my first campaign and I didn't want to be overly adventurous), and the purple-skinned high elf in the green dress (which I made for a campaign I had to drop when my mental health jumped from a cliff).

Click read more for further character design credits. Seriously, if you like any of the characters, follow the original player, please!:

Beth (feral genasi in teal):

grace (the dragon ranger):

Emma (pink-haired bard) :

◉ I couldn't find the rest of my group's socials. welp...the rest of my group were Max (mummy monk), Luna (the young berzerker in orange), and Leah (the rouge in cyan).

dont talk to me or my bird son ever again

Unnamed firbolg Archer. She has a brother but my brother has that character and he is not finished drawing him so I won't be able to show anyting about her brother.

Some characters I designed for another Halloween campaign that are DM put together. It was a really cool murder mystery that he Homebrew dog by himself with a bit of help from myself and a few others! I'm really proud of how some of these turned out!

Wanted to do different varieties of tabaxi so I went with a short-legged Scottish Fold for my inspiration for this and they are a ranger.

I WROTE 14 PAGES OF BACKSTORY FOR THIS IDIOT BACK IN 2019 and shes actually p-cool tbh

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The Tragedy of Ashtoret, Part 2: Survival

This is a continuation of my post-mortem for my first character's journey through Baldur's Gate 3. Spoilers for the entire game lie below the cut. If you read further, I can no longer be held responsible for what gets spoiled for you.

Part 1

Part 3

Part 4

If there's one trait that defines the arc of Ashtoret's travels, it's their absolute determination to survive. Despite knowing that they had a time limit hanging over their heads, despite knowing and accepting and outright stating that if they began to Change, they would need to be put down like a rabid dog for the sake of everyone else, they were never the sort to simply lay down and die until there was absolutely no other choice.

Survival above all else. And in the wilds, as well they knew from their years traveling as a Ranger, there is no moral limit to what an animal will do when its life is threatened. When people hear they are a Ranger, they make assumptions of camping beneath the stars, hunting beasties quietly in the woods, enjoying an existence in harmony with nature only outmatched by the Druids. And it is that, all of it.

But it's also nights curled in to fresh skins still warm with blood to survive the bitter cold. Finding a family of deer and slaughtering the mother to get enough meat to last another week. Stabbing a dagger into the neck of an owlbear cub because its only life after its mother passed would be starvation and it's more merciful to end it.

Survival means using every tool you have to your advantage, including the wits and guile afforded intelligent creatures, to get out of a situation. It means playing along with all sides of a conflict until you're sure of which one you can safely antagonize, even if you despise all of them.

Ashtoret listened to all sides of the conflict at the grove. Kagha was on their shitlist for daring to imprison and likely kill a literal child with her poisonous pet, but they knew their group wouldn't survive the confrontation with the entire grove full of druids. To survive, they had to talk their way deep into the Goblin Camp, then sneak their way out with their compatriots, assassinating their foes along the way.

Survival meant not setting one damned foot towards the githyanki creche once the first meeting with their gatekeepers proved that they would seek to 'cleanse' the infection by killing, not healing. Even if Lae'zel disagreed, it wasn't worth the risk.

Survival meant that when Isobel fell unconscious and was spirited away from the Last Light Inn, every single other person in that area that was now afflicted by the Shadow Curse, had to die. That they couldn't prioritize keeping the one ally to keep her head, Jaheira, alive.

It meant playing along with the Cult of the Absolute and how their zealots might expect initiates to behave. (Even if it meant coldly ordering someone to kill themselves and watching them do it. More on that in another post.) It meant not killing Balthazar on-sight, despite how disgusting Ashtoret found his actions and general demeanor both. It meant playing along with Raphael, even if they never intended to make any sort of deal with him.

Surviving also meant not standing in the way of Shadowheart when she prepared to level her lance at the Nightsong to complete her ascension as the Dark Justiciar. They knew it wasn't right. But they didn't want to fight her, and neither did they want to die for their conscience twisting their guts.

Their will to survive made them promise to deliver Gortash Orin's head in the middle of his 'coronation', then turn around and promise Gortash's filthy corpse to Orin in exchange for the hostage she had taken. Orin, despite being utterly unhinged, was a straightforward foe who wanted a bloody fight in the eyes of Bhaal. Her lust for violence could be trusted. Gortash and his honeyed words and penchant for manipulation absolutely could not. (Which is ironic, when one considers Ashtoret's implicit trust in the Emperor. The determining factor, I think, was that Gortash actively screwed over Karlach, while The Emperor didn't directly screw over anyone that they knew or cared about.)

(Speaking of, survival also played into Ashtoret's decision to trust in The Emperor, rather than side with the githyanki attempting to free their captured, enslaved prince. The Emperor had been ensuring their survival thus far. The githyanki were an unknown factor. If the prince were freed, he could just as easily turn on them and slaughter them all for being larval ghaik, just like the rest of his kin. Better the devil they knew, the one that they knew was protecting them, even if they didn't care much for keeping a sentient being imprisoned.)

Survival meant playing along and leaning in to the traits Sarevok and the other Bhaalists wanted to see when facing the Murder Tribunal to gain access to Orin and save Lae'zel from capture. It meant letting their absolute joy at putting a bloody end to Gortash for all he'd done infect their voice, conveying a level of bloodlust not actually inherent within them. It meant slaughtering the little celestial detective (who was already on their shitlist for profiling the tiefling refugees as responsible for the series of murders) without a moment's hesitation and accepting a baptism in blood to become an Unholy Assassin of Bhaal.

Did Ashtoret much care for the rot of Bhaal spreading through the sewers and the city itself like a cancer? No. Could they and theirs survive the battle against the entire cult right then and there? Also, no. Thus, they turned an 'innocent' into a pincushion and sank deep into a bath of blood, overflowing with unholy power.

This would not be the only time a baptism of blood marked their decision to take an innocent life in service of reaching or fighting the Elder Brain. In fact, one might call their bloody baptism and "rebirth" as an Unholy Assassin symbolic foreshadowing for their much more literal rebirth upon stealing the life of Orpheus while the afterbirth of their old flesh sloughed off of their new illithid form.

Lastly, survival meant that they did not feel nearly the moral qualms one might argue that they should with their new diet. It requires ending an intelligent, sentient, sapient life. But as a hunter, they're all too familiar with needing to take life to preserve their own. Illithid feast upon brain matter as surely as a wolf would feast upon a lamb, and only a fool would shame the wolf for acting in accordance with its nature.

For the sake of their own continued existence, they would deny that they are falling into Nature's design for a mind flayer. That they are above their baser instincts and will end themselves before they slip into becoming a true monstrosity.

However, they of all people should have known that no man nor beast on any plane is truly so above their instincts as they might believe.

Aerith the elf

My friend's very cute elven ranger character.

did portraits of two of my forgotten realms original characters; lesven hlaund (he/him) aka ven / drow spore druid and fairweather friend (they/she) aka faire / gnome beastmaster ranger

artfight attack number 4!!!! definitely one of my faves. i loooove drawing dnd characters hehe :3 character belongs to AngelHologram on artfight, instagram and toyhouse!!!!!

Eysel Elelor Convallaria

Despite her intital captivity, Eysel is a rather compassionate child, who possesses a good sense of humor. She is also gracious, patient, clever, and steadfast. Still, though she is quite helpful and friendly, Eysel isn’t without her imperfections. Rather guarded, she tends to live in her own head, quietly observing the world from the sidelines. Her distress in social situations is attributed to her time with the Iron Shepherds.

The organisation in addition to isolating her for weeks at a time muzzled her to prevent her from using her breath weapon. Thus, trusting others can take a very long time and Eysel is generally unsure what the criteria for trusting someone even is.

Despite social ineptness Eysel, shares a close bond with the Nein, as her reserved manner is clearly absent in their presence. In the company of the Nein, Eysel displays a greater sense of self-confidence. She’s optimistic, curious, mischievous, and inventive. Still, she can become anxious when she picks up on distress cues from the party

Though she can be withdrawn, according to those close to her, typically Eysel is a genuine joy to be around, capable of bringing smile to one’s face in even the darkest of moments.

Art by @oliviajoytaylor

Edit: Old design. This character has since been redesigned.

Anwen Lyleyis Nydaris

Anwen is described as a tender minded, naturally giving individual, as she tends to be highly attuned to other persons’ states of mind, good and bad. Though feeling a sense of duty to help those in distress, she understands it's important to find a balance, not all conflicts can be resolved peacefully. From this perspective, she seems to operate under certain principles of justice, citing that if people are treated indifferently by her, it should be from the intention of their actions and deeds. However, when questioned by the party as to how she accumulated such wealth in a short period, Anwen told the Nein that she enjoyed collecting objects such as gold and platinum coins from individuals often indiscriminately.

Anwen is inherently blessed with truesight effortlessly able to see things as they actually are. Initially, this was presented as Anwen engaging with imagined allies, as many of those she interacted with were not perceptible by the rest of the party. This was most noticeable in her interactions with Grufin, a Growlphyn native to the Ethereal Plane. As the party members were unable to perceive Grufin, Caleb Widogast proposed that Anwen had created a fictitious companion as a means of coping with her time in seclusion prior to meeting them. At some point in the future, Anwen invoked Grufin, to protect Jester Lavorre from the Palano Corsair, and thus making the Growlphyn tangible to the naked eye.

Separate from her gentle manner, it’s indicated that Anwen is dealing with deep-seated panic disorder and separation anxiety disorder involving a traumatic event from her past. It’s implied she has completely reconstructed the trauma, through dissociative amnesia. She has issues dealing with things that remind her of the traumatic event; she avoids relationships with other children her age. Anwen becomes unwittingly uncharacteristically heartless when she feels alternated memories are threatened.

Art by @oliviajoytaylor