Sometimes You Just Have GOT To Get Weird About Someone's Oc. Embrace Them. Treat Them Like You Would

happy valentines day from barovia's #1 and #2 vampirekillers

If you have left me a nice tag please know I've plucked it out and dried it in the warm sun so I can then use it to garnish bubbly sodas to drink and feel refreshed even once the season has passed

i mean this so seriously if you have any sort of creative project you can and should be a little obsessed with it. you should reread your own writing and look at your own art and brag about your ocs its literally good for your health

some clothing updates with and without cloak! we're heading to the amber temple

Left all our stuff in Ez's cart before we split, so quick comic about how she's probably going through all our things

HELP was talking to a friend in dms on twit about strahd and literally midway thru the conversation i got a message that a) my response couldn't be sent and b) TWITTER THINKS IM AUTOMATED? HELLO? IM JUST HAVING A CONVERSATION

wanted to do a drawmeme and flew absolutely off the rails

took illyeria to the abbot to be revived and she had a tough time of it

Last minute art fight attack for @huntedsmark! It's her DND character Roma. Big fan of his design, and feral little rangers in general! <3

DRABBLE CHALLENGE 2024: DAY 5 / RING Roma gets new clothes.

Rahadin’s armor fit Roma perfectly--an honest surprise considering so few things did. The fine leather breast piece lay flat and uncomplicated over his clothes. The boots neither squeezed his toes nor chafed his ankles. Even when the collar was clasped fully shut, he felt like he could breathe comfortably. 

For someone who had a lot of complaints about clothes, Roma could admit that these were nice. They would serve as a good replacement for his tattered traveling leathers... though, cynically, Roma was fairly sure whatever benefit they provided would be negated by Strahd’s rage upon seeing that he, of all people, was wearing the chamberlain’s armor.   

Roma fished out the signet ring Rabbit had plucked from Rahadin’s body; like everything else, it was a satisfying weight at the center of his palm. Roma remembered the monster hunter they’d parted ways with just a few days earlier. 

“Knives would like this.” He thought as the raven insignia glinted in the early morning light. “I’ll give it to her the next time we meet up.” 

Roma pocketed the ring again. 

Well. Whatever. Strahd was dead set on killing everyone anyway. Not something a ring and some armor was going to change.

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