## Thread Rules

​

* New to Reddit? Check the Reddit 101 guide.

​

* If your account is less than 5 hours old, the /r/DnD spam dragon will eat your comment.

​

* If you are new to the subreddit, **please check the Subreddit Wiki**, especially the Resource Guides section, the FAQ, and the Glossary of Terms. Many newcomers to the game and to r/DnD can find answers there. Note that these links may not work on mobile apps, so you may need to briefly browse the subreddit directly through Reddit.com.

​

* **Specify an edition for ALL questions**. Editions must be specified in square brackets ([5e], [Any], [meta], etc.). If you don't know what edition you are playing, use [?] and people will do their best to help out. AutoModerator will automatically remind you if you forget.

​

* **If you have multiple questions unrelated to each other, post multiple comments** so that the discussions are easier to follow, and so that you will get better answers.

The purpose of this thread is for artists to share their work with the intent of finding clients, and for other members of the community to find and commission artists for custom artwork.

​

Thread Rules:

​

• Rule 3 and Rule 6 do not apply within this thread. You are free to post stand-alone images and advertise in this thread without moderator approval. You may still continue to advertise outside of this thread so long as you comply with subreddit rules.

• You are limited to one top-level comment in this thread. Additional comments will be removed as spam.

• Comments will be sorted using "Contest Mode" so that they will appear randomly. Posting early is not a guarantee of additional exposure.

• This thread will be stickied for one week. You can find past threads by using the "Scheduled Threads" menu at the top of the subreddit, which will take you to a carefully pre-written Reddit search.

​

Artists should also consider advertising their work on other subreddits specifically dedicated to commissioned artwork:

​

• /r/artcommissions

• /r/artstore

• /r/commissions

• /r/DrawForMe

• /r/fantasyartists

• /r/forhire

• /r/hireanartist

• /r/HungryArtists

• /r/starvingartists

The Scars on the Dovahkiin (This is from a Skyrim-based DnD campaign)

“How’d you get that scar?” I asked, pointing to her chest. An “X” shaped scar, white and pale against her dark Orsimer skin, was right under her bosom. She placed a hand over it. “That one,” she murmured, trying to remember.

We were in White River, having a swim. As she was discarding her armor, I couldn’t help but stare at the many scars that marked her body. It was more marked up than her Skyrim map; she was constantly updating though there was hardly any room left for markings.

“I want to say, Bonestrewn Crest,” she finally answered. “I walked up the stairs, following a fox, getting ready to kill the dragon at the top. As I walked, I got blasted by ice from a soul gem trap to my left. Hit me right in the chest and knocked me back down the steps. My chest plate broke, of course. But I was alright. Just unconscious for a few hours.”

“You’re lucky no animals got to you,” I said, impressed by the story.

“I know. Honestly, I’m lucky the dragon didn’t get me.”

She picked up a small bottle from a pocket; she drank its contents with a sigh of relief and tossed it on the ground. I noticed a dribble of remains. It had a violet color and smelled odd but still familiar, and I nearly reached for a taste but restrained myself. She stripped down to her tiny underclothes: a sheer bra and thong-styled underwear. It looked like she had made it from a Forsworn's outfit. She probably had. I stayed under my cloak to keep my skin from the sun, but I still stepped into the water and sat on a rock, watching the flow take leaves and flowers away. She slowly walked next to me; her legs, darkened with bruises, disappeared into the water.

How is she still alive, I thought to myself.

“That one?” I pointed to what looked like a crater just below her belly button. I looked to her back to see that whatever hit her, it came out the other side.

“Ah, yes,” she said with a grimace. “I wasn’t faring too well against a mage once. Ice spike after ice spike came flying my way.” I winced at the thought. As someone who regularly sent ice spikes into people and animals, I didn’t even want to imagine how it felt to take one. I stared at that scar, positive that she’d never be able to bear children. Would she even want to, leading the lifestyle she did?

“And these?” I got close to her and felt her left wrist where a jagged mark was.

“From, um, assassination…attempts, that is,” she said, moving away to face me.

“People have tried to assassinate you?”

“Yes, all the time. I get Dark Brotherhood assassins trailing me in the woods around Falkreath almost every time I’m in the area. And amateurs, too. They’re pretty sloppy, the amateurs. They usually have the writs on their person with the name of the person who wants me dead.”

“Have you killed any of them in retaliation?”

“Yes. But I prefer to just waltz into their towns and say hi. Some stare at me like I’m a ghost and others act perfectly normal.”

“Sounds amusing.”

“I get my amusements where I can.” She dipped her head into the water and came back up, her thin black hair sticking to her neck. “Such an interest in my body,” she said, smirking at me. “You know, if you want to really get to know me that way, you don’t have to ask all these roundabout questions. We both know that eventually, you’ll be pointing to my chest, my rear, and eventually my—”

“This isn’t like that!” I insisted. She laughed, echoing off nearby mountains and scaring away a few goats who had come to get a drink. I shook my head at her. “But really,” she said, “why the interest?”

“I’ve never seen anyone with so many battle scars on their body,” I said. “Who is alive, that is.”

“Coming from a Nord, that means a lot,” she said sincerely.

“How is it that you’ve survived this long?”

“Luck and skills, I guess.” She examined her own body, her all-dark eyes scanning her scars as one did with their own hand. “Perhaps mostly luck. There had been quite a few times I didn’t think I’d make it. People tell me I make it look easy. None of it has been easy. And I think that one day the toll will take my body from me. Or me from my body. Whichever comes first.”

I watched her as she spoke, unsure of how to respond. As a vampire, I never pondered death much. I couldn’t imagine being a mortal in her place.

She got up and walked deeper into the water to swim. I simply sat and watched her body, so bruised and battered, and by its look, on the brink of death.

*NOTE*, the roll mentioned in the title, was NOT my daughter’s first roll.

So, for context, my daughter (10f) has been listening to me (39m) and my son (17m) talk about D&D for a while. She’s been reading the “young adventurers guid, and has been adamant that we needed to teach her how to play.
This past weekend, the three of us sat down to play “Lost Mines of Phandelver” using the pre-Gen characters until she finishes making her own character.

Start the session, find the horses, and get attacked by the goblins.

Roll initiative: Gob, Daughter, Son, Gob, Gob, Gob.
Very first roll is the goblin launching an arrow at my son’s Halfling Rogue.

Natural 20.

Roll the D6 for damage (1D6+2), it’s a 6.
First attack of the game my sons Rogue (9HP) took 14 damage.

A few failed attacks from both the goblins and my daughter, she finally nailed one for 11 and took it out. Her next turn she decided to barter with the remaining goblins, her fine clothing for them to bugger off. DC of 15 (5 per goblin) she rolled a 16 and it worked.

TL;DR:
Son knocked out in first attack thanks to critical damage.
Daughter ends the encounter by bartering with the remaining goblins.

A very interesting introduction to D&D for her 🤣

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/5martist/

Process Video: https://youtu.be/y5Lku79CDiE

Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@5MARTIST

Twitch: https://www.twitch.tv/5martist

Artstation: https://www.artstation.com/smartist

Concepts for a genesis in my world. Essentially the Wood Elves of my world. Tattoos are a big part of their culture. They share a tarnished and brutal history with the dryads. The dryads believe the Arbrels betrayed them.

Always find this amusing to ask the community but for you dms out there what’s the worst player you ever had to manage in a campaign? I don’t mean worst as in struggling to play the game but more in the sense of unpleasant/ rude or just disruptive to the game in general.

Our epic campaign recently ended with the big, bad guy winning over Faerun and invading the kingdom with undead.

I was DM'ing and left one player-character behind the big, bad guy unseen, with a weapon, ready to stop the approaching war. The player decided the character wouldn't do it, and that the character would just walk away. So instead of delivering an epic finale to a victorious campaign (all other players were incapacitated) where he was the hero of the day, he chose to walk away.

I get it, play-the-character and all that but, jeez.

Anyone else had this happen in your story?

Born of a dragonborn father and a tiefling mother, Kethina spent her childhood in a secluded village nestled high in the mountain range commoners call the Spine of the World.

The people of the village were quiet guardians of something ancient, the remains of a gemdragon buried beneath their peaks. That secret drew danger to their door when an orc warlord and his tribe descended on them, hungry and ruthless.

Kethina can’t say or remember what happened next. Her memories of that day are gone, swallowed by something she still doesn’t understand. All she knows is waking to silence, where her village was empty, frozen, as though time itself had simply stopped. No bodies, no answers, no one left to tell her what became of her people. Now she carries two things with her wherever she goes: the need to uncover the truth of what happened that day, and a cold, unfinished score with the orc warlord who started it all.

Elowen Emberoot is an orphaned teifling raised by a grove of druids. When she was young, she had a natural penchant for druidcraft and the grove saw her as a blessing, but as she grew, her magic became tainted. Rather than bringing life to nature around her, plant life withered and died in the presence of her magic. Kicked out of the grove when the elders declared her magic “touched by darkness”, she has been living alone in the woods ever since, growing wilder every day… until giants came trampling through her forest pursued by a band of rowdy adventurers

Recently I have been in a dnd one shot and for my human Warlock charecter at 3rd level I chose for my background to be Wayfarer. This gave me the lucky feat which my dm (and the other players at the table) thought it was too powerful. The dm said I could use it one time per long rest or choose another feat. I chose another feat. Later I talked with my fellow player and they said to me that the lucky feat was too op and people often nerf in games.

They didn't like that there was no requirement for you to use Lucky and could use it at any time. I personally don't think it's that op because Lucky just helps you by giving you advantage to POSSIBLY hitting a creature or disadvantage to POSSIBLY make a creature miss you when being attacked. Yes it greatly helps you live and maybe if you played as a rogue you could get sneak attack at any time but that's it. Lucky doesn't help you do more damage, it just helps you live longer in fights and helps end them.

I have never heard anything negative said online about Lucky being too op so I wanted to know what other people think