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His name is Gumbo and he is a Rouge. The race I had originally assigned him was a Ribbet, but I realized that is only in Daggerheart, and is essentially the same as a Grung in DnD. He will kill and steal like its second nature, but is completely oblivious and innocent to it. The voice I have for him is pretty much just Meatwad from Aqua Teen Hunger Force, and its perfect. His main catchprase is something like, "I'm jus'sa lil frawg, I don' know no bettah" By FAR my favorite character I've made 🤣

The client wanted the three main characters of his campaign portrayed in a quieter moment of their journey: sitting around a campfire after a long day of adventure. As they rested beneath the stars, they shared stories, laughed together, and deepened their bond.
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Hey everyone! I’m a professional artist and I created this artwork for a client of mine. If anyone’s interested in having their own character brought to life — animated or not — my commissions are currently open!

Here's a neat little 3D animation I made as a personal project! Here's a YouTube mirror, and if you're interested in the behind-the-scenes you can check out this video as well! It was a super fun process. It required a lot of hand-drawn elements and compositing, which I think will be requisite any time you want to make 3D look like not-3D, but I learned a lot while doing it! Particularly about how old animation and toy manufacturing worked, and the ways in which physical media degrades as it ages.

My main tools were Blender, Clip Studio Paint EX, and After Effects! It was a real labour of love, so feel free to share! :)

Inspired by the show, a knight of the seven kingdoms I tried making a stat block that felt true to the feats displayed in the show.

This is using the 2024 rule set. I often homebrew or reskin a monster and this is not too different. There are any enough feats and skills around to make almost anything.

There was a a lot of amazing moments and dialogue that just felt like it fit perfectly into a D&D setting. I mean that jousting and knighthood and all that. Naturally game of thrones type shows make sense to transfer into D&D.

Spoiler btw - The idea of a character coming back from near death or the actual state of death was very fun. That lent itself to a really good idea for a Trait. This block was to try and capture a low level NPC fight that could feel sort of scary. The idea that there’s a possible phase two is neat, I think.

A scrappy hard knocking fighter / knight. I used the knight stat bloc from the monster manual as a rough template and went from there.

I do wonder if the Charisma needs to be any higher, he’s so successful at sort of stumbling into situations and coming out ahead or at least he comes out convincing others of his goals.

I was on the fence about switch his constitution with his charisma, but this is where I landed.

The leadership feat was pivoted to “the realm needs good men” as that just made so much sense for a title for that trait. That’s the only downside to lower charisma as it keeps the bonus on this trait lower but hey that’s ok.

Duncan in the show can be furious and hard hitting. I think keeping his intelligence low made sense obviously. He is the quintessential dumb knight with high moral compass.

Totally needed a grappling option to. Get down and dirty as he is all about being up close in combat.

Let me know what you think. This was mostly just a fun exercise but let me know what you think. Those who know the show I imagine will connect more with the concept but like I mentioned before this character seems so ripe to transfer into the world of D&D.

For those who haven’t seen the show. It’s good. I would do one for Egg next his quire. That would be interesting.

Erryna Lontayne

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Story: Erryna arrived at the orphanage along with a handful of other children. Erryna was a special case, as she had just been told that she had severe amnesia and could not remember anything about her life up to this point. At least, she thought it would have been a special case, if not for another girl who arrived on the same day explaining to her that she had the exact same story. They were both given names, as they could not remember their previous ones. Erryna and Serin. They bonded very quickly due to their shared "lack" of experience. Life was good in the orphanage. At least, they could not have known any different, but then, as is hope for orphans and the institution, the inevitable happened and Serin was called for. She was to be brought into a noble family who were unable to have children of their own due to some "magical complications". It was a bittersweet day for Erryna, upset at losing her best friend to a life that neither of them could understand. But also happy that she was going to a family that would hopefully love and care for her. Not to mention the luxury she was to enjoy. Serin promised to stay in touch and to visit from time to time. A promise that she would stay true to. Erryna would receive many letters from Serin, who now informed her that her name had been changed again to Ferindayl, which apparently was more befitting to her new heritage. Erryna enjoyed these letters and would join in on Ferindayl's life vicariously through her letters. She was, Erryna thought, an exceptional writer.

Erryna waited impatiently for her day to come. To get out into the world, to get some more freedom. She hoped that she would be able to attend school with Serin and be closer to her in all aspects of life. But as is often the case, fate had carved out another path for the girl. One day a fire broke out in the Orphanage, three children were trapped. Erryna among them. Something broke in her and she froze before the flames. In her peripheral, the two boys flailed violently as erratic dancing lights. She would have met the same fate if not for Tumo rushing into her, pushing her towards the exit. The fire from his body leapt at her, jolting her into mindless action. She barely made it out before the room collapsed in on itself.

After this event, the caregivers began to grow suspicious about Erryna. To those that knew, this was the second time Erryna had been at the epicenter of a blaze, only to walk out unscathed. They eventually would believe her to be cursed in some way. They feared that she would bring flames wherever she went and that she was somehow born of fire. Some suggested testing this theory on her by seeing if she would react to burning. But they ultimately ruled against it, for if they were wrong, the scandal that would arise would destroy the orphanage. Fearing for their safety, they told Erryna she could no longer remain. They gave her ample provisions and set her on her way. Some of the orphans found out about this and word spread quickly through the streets about the cursed orphan girl who now roamed free in the city of Levan. Everyone knew of the Lontaynes and what had happened and that two girls survived the catastrophe. This brand, made life very difficult for her in the city. She was refused shelter and basic hospitality. Many would refuse to interact with her for too long, fearing it would bring destruction to them. She lived like this for a few years. Until eventually some astute individuals began piecing together the puzzle. One such person, found Erryna silently enjoying a meal in an alleyway. "Hey there, young lady. Whatcha got there?" A man said standing over her. Erryna looked up at him, uneasy and untrusting. "Hey I’m not here to hurt you. I just wanted to ask if you were one of Lontayne kids." Erryna stop eating and continued to look at him. But didn’t say a word. "I’m sorry. I just didn’t know how to approach you, I just need to know if you’re one of the Lontayne kids. Please it’s important." "I don’t know who or what you’re talking about." She finally said. But this was a lie. She had heard the name before. While she was in the orphanage some of the more resourceful children who had taken to the street life as urchins heard whispers that the two children of the Lontaynes had survived the fire and were moved to the orphanage. There were several occasions where the children conducted investigations and interrogations on other children to find out if they were Lontaynes. And even some occasions were children would pretend that they were. It had become somewhat of a game for them. She had also, after the fire that got her kicked out of the orphanage, began to have nightmares of a house in flames. At the end of all these dreams, she died amidst the rubble. And she had come to suspect that these were no mere dreams.

She then tried to leave the alleyway. But the man blocked her path. "Wait, please I used to work with your mother Hyra." "I don’t have a mother". Erryna mumbled. "Well, everyone’s got a mother. Listen if you could just come with me, we could confirm or deny whether you are a Lontayne and if you are, then your mother may have protected you. We were working on something great together, but after her untimely demise. I could not continue the project without her genius." "Sorry. But I'm just not who you’re looking for. I have to go." "Girl, please you don’t understand. You may hold the key to something very important. I need you to trust me, but I can't say too much out in public." "Yeah, well. Sorry, I don't" "What will it take. I'll pay you. You need money don’t you?" He said. Erryna paused for a moment then screamed "GUARDS, HELP!" "No -- Please!" The man wailed. Erryna's voice reverberated off the walls of the alleyway, which seemed to pulse with a blue glow as it did so. Many structures in Levan were enchanted with magic that sent soundwaves through the city to certain focal points. Of course, one such focus was in the guard's barracks, allowing them to pinpoint and respond to any distress call quickly. In that same instant, a portal opened up around the alleyway and two guards came through, blockading the man's escape. They seized him and threw him to the ground. The lanky man's struggle was in vain. A third guard now came through. She strode over to Erryna and put her arm on her shoulder. "Come with me. Are you hurt child?". "No. Fine." As she walked away with the guard. The man shouted after her. "You can't run from the truth Lontayne! It's in your eyes! I see the truth in them! When you are ready, come find me, my name is…" the man seemed to be cut off. Erryna turned around to see he had been hit and further restrained. The guard then turned them round a corner.

Later in the barracks. Erryna was busily engaged in her favourite activity; eating. Then, the same guardswoman approached her. "Hello again. Listen", she sighed. "I hate to be the bearer of bad news but we've done some investigation into your situation. And we know you have been branded with this… What shall we call it… Reputation. It seems that whether this story is true or not, life here has been difficult for you and you are unable to find refuge. That’s why we’ve proposed to send you somewhere else. Varave. Do you know it? We will give you ample provisions and safe travel there. They won’t know your past there. You can start fresh. Make a life for yourself. "I'm making a life for myself here though". Erryna said, mouth full of bread. The woman sighed. "There is no future for you here Erryna. Maybe in many years, people will forget, but not while you remain. Your legend will grow every time something bad happens and people will become more and more cruel. They will run you out themselves in time. I'm telling you Erryna, this is the best you will ever get from Levan. Take it while you can". Erryna sat and stared at the woman. She had been honest with Erryna, something she was not used to and she knew her words to be true. Tears began to well up in Erryna's eyes. "But I'm scared", she said. "I know. We will make sure you find shelter in Varave. It'll be much better than here. Once you find your footing, you will be living much more comfortably." She smiled.

But she was wrong. Erryna could no longer tell if she had lied, or she was just another ignorant guard dog. How wrong one can be. It almost amused her, knowing what she knew now. She smiled. The kind of smile that masked a thousand bitter tears that could no longer come, as she rested her head on the cobblestone street in the rain.

And as was so often for Erryna, she fell into a nightmare that would haunt her for all her years. She awoke in a house so splendid that she did not think she could imagine such a place. In front of her was an array of painting supplies and a large canvas which she had very recently made a mess of, but a mess that she was pleased with and so too apparently, was the man beside her. She looked up at him, wearing a smile and when she did, she knew she was looking into the eyes of her father. And although she had never seen this man. She knew his name instinctively. "Arin", Her waking body whispered, mid slumber. "This is great. Your mother will be home soon, and she will be very proud of the chaos you have wrought here". And in that moment, the door across from her opened and a woman walked through. Her eyes looked tired but when she surveyed the room and saw Erryna, her eyes lit up with a warmth that soothed her. Erryna couldn’t help but smile and almost become a spectator in her own body as the woman glided over to them. She greeted Arin with a kiss and then swiveled around to look at Erryna's painting. "Wow! The energy! The passion! Its cataclysmic!" The woman said. "Mother." Erryna said… Her waking body whispered "Hyra" in synchronicity… " What does Cataclysmic mean?" "Well…" Suddenly a explosion rattled through the house and a serpent of fire snaked through the corridors towards them. It tore through the canvas and sent them hurtling to the ground. Arin was the first to get up. "I'm going to find Eshelle, get her out of here!". He shouted as he ran off to find her sister. Hyra pulled Erryna to her feet. "C'mon, can you run?" Erryna nodded, ears still ringing and her vision blurred. As they moved through the house, the flames danced on the walls, taking with them everything Erryna held dear. Then the ceiling came down over them and crushed Erryna under it. She cried out for her mother, whom she could no longer see, but in her panic, she was taking waves of smoke into her lungs, her breath dried out and she began to fade as the fire crept towards her. Then a flash of blue erupted from under the collapsed ceiling and an arcane dome swelled around her. Pushing back the fire and smoke. Hyra emerged from the rubble limping towards Erryna. She reached out her hands and pulled the weight off her daughter with arcane magic. Erryna pushed herself out and crawled towards her mother. Hyra knelt beside her and held her. "Erryna, listen to me carefully okay. Everything's going to be okay. You'll wake up and this will all just be a dream". Erryna was still recovering and could not speak. She could barely think. Hyra looked upon her daughter, tears flooding down her face. The arcane dome began to melt and she could feel the heat returning to claim them. She could do naught but hold Erryna close. The flames crawled over each other hungrily, then clawed at their bodies. Panic set in, but Erryna had no energy left, she simply laid there in her mother's arms as they were slowly eaten by the fire. Just before they were both engulfed in flame, Erryna saw her sister Eshelle, running through another stretch of the house on fire, with no sign of her father.

Erryna's last memory, her mother’s grinning skull staring deep into her burning eyes.

Sooo here is the new guy. Honestly, drawing 4 arms is a total nightmare lol but i think it turned out pretty sick.

Hes My hexblade warlock thri-kreen some dark ancient god... I really tried to make that red magic look like its actually burning through the air and not just "glowy bits." The gold ornaments were a bit of a grind too, but i wanted that 'dark priest' vibe to really pop against the chitin armor.

Anyway, let me know what u guys think of the character! What kind of vibe does he give off to u? 🗡️🔥

Joanna Spisani, a Cleric of the Veil. Adder, her everwyrm companion.

This is an NPC duo I designed and my DM added last session!! We helped Jo find Adder after he begged every merchant in the market for food. When we found him, he was napping in a sunbeam behind the cheesemonger’s, suspiciously cheese wheel shaped and very proud of himself.

Jo found Adder when he was freshly hatched, in a dirty alley. He was cornered by a small snake, a venomous adder. She slowly approached, careful not to spook the snake and cause it to attack, but before she could get within reach, the baby everwyrm lunged at the snake

He grabbed its neck in his little jaws and started flinging the snake around wildly, playing with it. Jo paused, watching the little dragon gleefully toss around this snake corpse.

“Well you’re a feisty little adder aren’t you? Didn’t need my help at all.”

Years later, Jo questions every day whether she should have left him in that alley as she makes the rounds apologizing to the baker and butcher and fishmonger.

“Starving, they said! Just skin and bones! You must remember to feed him breakfast Jo! You make me look awful.”

i took the tortle species and flavoured my character as a pangolin :D his name is puck and he is only adventuring to pay off his wizard school student loans after graduating (he would much rather run a cosy magical bookstore/cafe type thing). he is a chronurgy wizard :)

i did all the colouring, but the outlines don't belong to me!! top by sharkie19, bottom left by squisheebug, and i wasn't able to find a source for the middle right one (found on google images). the bottom left one's hat outline is from kibbitzer, and again, no sources found for the other two unfortunately.

don't have a campaign to play him in just yet, but hopefully soon!! what do y'all think?