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This is a PLA 3D print. (Materials didn't need to be robust because of use case: burial) I went into it as goods/services, obv with a lot more sensitivity than that... it was a transaction...But it really hit me as i was working on it, i refused payment... and I FAMOUSLY love money... but man, I just couldnt.

It's my understanding that he was in a really bad way. So the inside has some leather that says "VICTORIUM IN MORTE" laser etched on it. He's free now. He won. Hence the 20 on top as well.

The family cried happy tears. To which i responded "I prefer to be paid in a family's tears, so this works out. His program is a Character sheet! It's really awesome and will be hanging up next to my girls' drawings forever.

I realize this is a spindown die, it was the only thing available for me to print. It is what it is.

My new character, Stinging Nettles, I'm playing in my friends game!

They may be a strange looking Ranger from a cult of Honey worshipers, but they earnestly want to help, strange looks and practices aside!

The bee aesthetic were really just a vehicle for me to explore certain things, specifically identity, and the lack-there-off. The beekeeper outfit hiding Stinging Nettles appearance from others around them (members of the cult of honey are discouraged from fraternizing too much with outsiders), and the bees themselves who operate solely to serve the hive.
Stinging Nettles has spent his entire life prioritising the need of his own 'hive' over his own desires, and now through adventuring, and new found personal freedoms, Stinging Nettles will get a sense of independence. (While at the same time forming new dependences with his new party!)

I've been sitting on this character for a while, waiting for the right game and DM/party to play them, so I am beyond excited!

This was originally an art done for a LFA on DnDArt, but posting it here too cause I wrote my own homebrew for it too! :D

The Green Blade

Weapon (any sword), rare (requires and attunement)

While attuned to this weapon, each day you may cast each of these spells once:
Speak with Animals
Earthbind
Speak with Plants

Natural Smite -
If wielded by a Paladin, your divine smite damage can be changed from radiant to your choice of either Poison, Force, Thunder or Necrotic.

I'm not great at writing balanced magic items, just flavourful ones. So hopefully this looks like something that'd be interesting. Especially to Oath of Ancients Paladins. :)

Not quite a Thri’keen however I really love the rosy maple moth and thought it would be cool to create a hybrid of that and a Thri’keen.

Big thank you to Yuna for the art.

This Thri’keen is half Thri’keen and half moth insect by birth and she will be a Paladin. While Thri’keen S don’t need armour I thought it would be good idea to give her a stylized out fit made out of leather to mimic gambeson with some other additions.

Her wings are just a cape and she can’t actually fly.

She is very kind and energetic and always tries her best to help someone in need even if they have wronged her in the past.

She is a sucker for food and will do anything to get her hands on some nectar and fruit, and her navigation is terrible especially when there are lights around that either attract or scare her.

I am not fully sure what her subclass will be but devotion sounds good but I may also want to play the new one for fun :)

Hey guys, here’s a brief description given by the player who created this character. Grateful to be able to work on this!

She moves with quiet confidence, her short white hair catching the light like frost on steel. Keen-eyed and sharp-featured, this elven ranger carries herself with the stillness of the wilds—alert, patient, and always watching. Her bow rests easily in her grasp as if it were an extension of her will. There’s a calm intensity about her, the kind born from long nights under open skies and a life spent walking unseen between shadow and leaf.

The first words of the holy books of the Artorian Church tell the story of the First Creation: “Revelatio fidelibus data est: Omnipater e pallida luce novem Valkyrias creabit”

(“A revelation was given to the faithful: The All-Father shall create from pale light nine Valkyries”), nine ancient, angelic goddesses of war, guardians of the realms of humankind and of the Creator’s will.

This artwork is an illumination from those sacred books. The letter R stands for Revelatio, which marks the beginning of the holy texts.

Anyway I am sharing this piece because I am super proud of it and of all the lore I am creating for my campaign.

I noticed this at the last session. During the heat of the battle his AC was 22. They’re level 3, and I was like ‘how did you calculate that AC.

And he said thats because he’s a warforged, which resulted in me pausing combat and having to check and indeed warforged get a +1 AC.

But Chain mail is 16 AC, with shield is 18, and warforged trait is 19. Where does he get the other 3 from?

Also eventually he got hit and he asked what kind of type damage it was, i said slashing and he told me he was resistance to slashing damage. I asked him to show me the rule and I proceeded with combat, eventually he couldn’t find it and stated that it is probably and older rules of the game…

"Faraam was born into the proud Dawnmane tribe of the Leonin, nestled in the sun-drenched savannas of the Shaar. The Dawnmane were everything to him — his family, his heritage, and the source of his identity. Known for their fierce warriors, wise shamans, and skilled hunters, the tribe lived by the rhythm of the plains and the roar of the sun.

From a young age, Faraam was immersed in tales of valor and honor, which instilled in him a profound sense of duty to protect his kin. Under the watchful eyes of seasoned warriors, he trained relentlessly in the art of combat, honing his body and will to serve as shield and spear for his people. His fierce spirit and unshakable resolve quickly earned him respect among the pride. By his third hunt, elders spoke his name with quiet approval. By his tenth, they spoke it with expectation.

It was during his rise through the ranks that Faraam met Serenya, a prodigy sage of the Dawnmane — a woman whose calm voice could still the fiercest tempers. She was no huntress, but a reader of omens, a keeper of the tribe’s ancient wisdom who saw the rhythm of life and death as clearly as others saw the plains. Where Faraam burned with action, she burned with understanding. Their bond grew quietly, like roots beneath dry earth — steady, unseen, unbreakable. Serenya taught him that strength without patience is ruin, and he taught her that patience without courage is silence.

When their daughter, Kyrah, was born, she was called the harmony of sun and storm — her mother’s insight, her father’s fire.

One fateful day, Faraam’s life was irrevocably changed. A wandering horde of gnolls, led by a demonic Fang of Yeenoghu known as Stainfang, descended upon Dawnmane territory.

As war-chief, Faraam marshaled the tribe’s warriors and struck out to meet the horde on the open plains. He believed that by cutting off the head of the beast, he would save the entire tribe. But in his zeal to face Stainfang directly, Faraam stripped too many defenders from the village, leaving its heart vulnerable.

The gnolls’ strategy was cunning. While Faraam and his war-band clashed in a brutal battle from dusk until dawn, a second force of gnolls circled behind and fell upon the unguarded hearth. The elders, the cubs, and the fire-keepers were left to defend themselves. Serenya, wise and steadfast, fought not with claws but with courage, shielding their daughter with her body as the beasts descended. By her sacrifice, Kyrah was hidden and spared — but Serenya fell beneath the gnolls’ blades, her voice of wisdom and love forever silenced.

When Faraam returned, wounded but triumphant after driving Stainfang into retreat, the village was already awash in smoke and blood. Serenya was gone. The tribe had suffered grievous loss, and though Kyrah clung to life, she was forever marked by the terror of that night.

To the tribe, it was no victory. It was ruin born of pride. The elders declared that Faraam’s reckless ambition — his hunger to slay the Fang rather than defend the hearth — had doomed his people. Before the eyes of his surviving kin, he was stripped of his honors and cast out.

Exile burned deeper than any scar Stainfang had left upon him. It took from him not only his tribe, but his life partner, his home, and the trust of his people. He carried only grief, guilt, and the memory of Serenya’s last stand.

Now, Faraam roams the world beneath foreign skies, his wanderlust no longer the aimless roaming of a curious spirit but the heavy penance of a broken one — a vow to protect where once he failed. Though his voice has quieted and his pride has hardened into solitude, compassion yet lingers beneath the scar. Each stranger he saves, each life he defends, is an offering to the memory of those he lost.

His travels eventually led him north, to the frontier settlement of Phandalin, nestled in the foothills of the Sword Mountains. Drawn by whispers of monster raids and the shadow of a white dragon, Faraam feels the old pull of duty once more — the echo of the leader he was, and the father he longs to be again.

Though his scars may never fade, he fights on — for the memory of Serenya, for the hope of Kyrah, and for the roar that, one day, might mean salvation, not ruin."

My commission is open so feel free to reach out if you want your character's art done!
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Still developing this character, don't have a name for her yet.

Initially I was going to make her as a blackguard, but since it seems that blackguards are not a thing anymore, I went with Oathbreaker, haha!

I don't have much of a story yet, but in short, she keeps descending more and more into darkness, not really by choice, but rather as consequences of her actions. Almost like she's fated to go down the path of evil, no matter how much she struggles to redeem herself.