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Leshy, Scrybe of Beasts, aka my favourite grumpy dm.

Alcohol markers are scary, but fun :D

"Gotcha."

Idk why Kaycee would ever do this, as from what I gathered she likes Leshy's version of the game best (i think?), but I wanted to draw grandpa's death card, and I felt likw her hand would look good holding it.

I had a random idea of Kaycee using the dagger, and then my thoughts spiralled

Maybe an earlier version of Inscryption allowed the player to use the dagger more often, and Kaycee took advantage of it as often as possible, even though she should have fixed the mechanic as soon as she noticed. She's forced to do it when Leshy gets fed up with it and retaliates.

If she could she'd jump him and find the missing eyeballs, but she's not literally in the game (yet), so her movement is very limited. Leshy couldn't just delete the eyeballs, so he stuffed them in his mouth and is storing them in his cheeks like a squirrel (so imagine him in the comic as if he's speaking with his mouth full).

AHHHH I LOVE THEM 🥺🥺🥺

Thank you so much!! The way you did her little bells and his wagging tail it’s all so cuteeee 😭😭😭

Quick little art gift for @sasaleleselfships ! Was alot of fun drawing these two they are so cute together and I hope you like the drawing!

Haya Scrybe of chance belongs to: @sasaleleselfships /@scrybeofchance

We wanting the beast board? 😳🥴

you ask and you shall recieve

So... Now, thanks to your sis, i want to make myself some about others...

The photo, the scan, the paint and the ink, are only four links between moment of blink, and rebirth in the decks of a powerful scrybes, with others you'll rise, or meet your demise...

Photograph of beasts, with mushrooms and leaves, the fair forest master, with moon up his sleeve... Leshy, the scrybe of big creatures and small, does not have big goal, nor call to the all. No, he's roleplayer with masks and a map, of gold, of the fish, the trade and the trap. Tip of the scales, to the left, to the right, the cards sacrifices in tabletop fight. The candle was blown, another was soon, and life, once your own, now card with no boon. So come in the cabin of puzzles and decks, and solve there the story, of tale after hex...

So my younger sister made a poem about Grimora and it’s so fuckin amazing

You guys should like

Read it

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