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keltaria · 1 year
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From my first mini, a mouseling, to one of my latest, Celestine of the Adepta Sororitas. I still have SO many minis to paint! Dern #kickstarters . 😆 After I finish my army I think I'll start on the Mouseling Space Marines. 🚀🐀 Can they help the sisters battle chaos?! 😄 🎨⚔️ #projectazurechalice #paintingwarhammer #reaperminiatures #mouseling #past #present #progress #warhammer40k #sistersofbattle #miniaturepainting #art #hobby #minis #diy #wip #adeptasororitas https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnz0RFmuhGu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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lastenline · 2 years
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A pair of mouslings having a drink.
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v-l-d-s · 1 year
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Mousefolk
Never to be looked down upon, the slight, unassuming mousefolk are kindhearted to a fault and possess courage greater than most giants.
Slight and swift, you possess the following traits:
Ability Score Increase. Your Dexterity score increases by 2.
Age. Mousefolk mature in their teens and live around 80 years.
Alignment. Most mousefolk are neutral good. They tend to be kind-hearted and have deeply rooted values.
Size. Mouselings stand around 3 feet tall, appearing slightly taller with their large ears, and normally weigh no more than 40 pounds. Ratlings, by contrast, stand almost 4 feet tall but have much smaller ears. Your size is Small.
Speed. Your base walking speed is 25 feet.
Darkvision. Mousefolk have superior vision in dim light and darkness. You can see in dim light within 60 feet of you as if it was bright light, and darkness as if it was dim light. You can’t discern color in darkness, only shades of gray.
Lightfooted. You have proficiency in the Stealth skill.
Scurry. You can move through the space of any hostile creature as if it were difficult terrain.
Squeeze. You suffer no penalty for squeezing into a space that is only large enough for a creature that is one size smaller than you.
Languages. You can speak, read, and write Common. You can also speak Rodentia, a quiet and squeaky language that has no established written form. Mouselings value the oral tradition highly and only take notes in Common, or using an improvised shorthand that approximates the sounds of Rodentia in Common script.
Subrace. Mousefolk are commonly divided into two subraces: mouselings and ratlings. Choose one of these subraces.
MOUSELING Mouselings are smaller than their ratling cousins but all the more daring. They sport a wide variety of coats, from grey to brown to very rare whites, but all possess large ears and round, black eyes. Though these features often make them look adorable to big folk, most mouselings want nothing more than to be taken seriously. They fancy themselves knights, merchants, minstrels, explorers, and a wide variety of other occupations; only humans rival mouselings for ambition.
Ability Score Increase. Your Charisma score increases by 1.
Brave. You have advantage on saving throws you make against being frightened.
Nimble Escape. When a creature you can see makes an opportunity attack against you, you can use your reaction to impose disadvantage on the attack roll. You can’t use this trait when wearing medium or heavy armor.
RATLING Ratlings often stand a full foot taller than their mouseling relatives, also having longer tails and more pointed ears. They are tougher, more resistant to poison, and far more stubborn than mouselings, but are also unquestionably resourceful. When needed, a ratling can escape just about any enclosure that isn’t constructed entirely from metal and stone, a fact which many jailers hold in contempt.
Ability Score Increase. Your Strength score increases by 1.
Gnaw. You can use your action to chew through and break a small nonmagical object that isn’t being worn or carried, like a rope, a wooden rod or handle, or a length of fabric. If you chew on a wooden wall or floor for 1 minute, you can gnaw a hole large enough for a Tiny creature. You can’t chew through materials that are harder than your teeth, such as metal, stone, or crystal.
Rat Resilience. You have advantage on saving throws against poison, and you have resistance against poison damage.
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ambermarkoto · 2 years
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Travel Sketchbook 2017-2019
For anyone wondering Space Ling Ling is not Ling Ling, she's a descendent. She's a smuggler and far more charismatic than her ancient ancestor. My husband created her as npc for one of his campaigns.
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the-ballerina-battle · 3 months
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The Finals!
Who is the best ballerina character?
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octarinecat · 5 days
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In case you didn't know, I REALLY like your Phantom Raphael art. Have a meme.
AWWWWW! I'm SO HONOURED!! Thank you, thank you! Good meme, as always 💜😂
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the-halfling-prince · 3 months
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Didn't entirely finish this because I got lazy but I used the ibis paint marker brush for the first time and I'm in love. Anyway. Human Alice and Angelina designs because I've been rewatching Angelina Ballerina for the first time since I was little.
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selescope · 1 year
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a blessing on your mouse 🐁
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w-armansky-blog · 1 month
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SOPHIE MOUSEL, BREAKER OF BOARDS
source: https://boldmagazine.lu/sophie-mousel-briseuse-de-planches-et-decrans/
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keltaria · 1 year
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Hey I found them! Lost the tree tho. #holidays #decorating Here was my first try at making lil displays for my #christmas mouselings I am a #mouseling collector. I think I have almost all of them. 🐀🐁 🎨🖌️ #reaperminiatures #christmas #xmas #yuletide #mice #presents #painting #miniaturepainting #art #hobby #minis #diy https://www.instagram.com/p/Clb3eDpu52D/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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lastenline · 2 years
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Painted a mousling warrior.
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philosophygirl · 10 months
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[nrc co-ed au] someone please just let her go home
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pjackk · 7 months
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U have no discipline
Im just a stupid fucking punk with no wits and im not clever at all i need to be corrected badly so i dont ruin it for everyone ... Haha,i need to be corrected very badly,i feel really bad right now and nobody will help me because im just another rat racing jo shmo with no future at all im just good to be used as a leakey hole that gets my shoes use as a home for mouselings and ratlings while im spun off my ass from the only shit in the world that makes me feel good no more,in the god dam alley ways of the big apple which honestly has been eaten dry and bit until its just a bruised up core with no seeds for the future
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ambermarkoto · 2 years
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Travel Sketchbook 2017-2019
Top: Fenneko pen sketch
Bottom: Space Ling Ling
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the-ballerina-battle · 3 months
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Here are our winners!
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First place: Angelina Mouseling (Angelina Ballerina)
Second place: Mytho (Princess Tutu)
Third Place: Bon Clay (One Piece)
Congratulations to Angelina and thank you to everyone who participated!
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dark-and-kawaii · 3 months
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Cambion's Daughter
⋆˙⟡♡ Summary/Request: "was wondering if you had any more thoughts on Raphael being a dad".
⋆˙⟡♡ Fatherhood <- Original Thoughts On Dadphael
⋆˙⟡♡ Dadphael | Fluff | Good Dad
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Raphael stood motionless in his private chambers, eyes fixed intently on the tiny creature swaddled in black silk in his arms.
She could not have been more different from him, small, weak, her features delicate like the petals of an early spring blossom, each contour soft, requiring the gentlest touch lest she be bruised or damaged by the harshness of a careless hand... And yet she was of his blood, borne from his loins in a carnal union nine months past. For nine months he had paid her growing form within you little attention beyond ensuring her continued existence. Babies held no interest for the future King of the Hells; Raphael had bigger designs to attend to, realms to rule.
But now, gazing into her sleepy face, something stirred deep within him that he did not comprehend. Her tiny claws flexed open and closed, grasping unconsciously at empty air, and when her eyes fluttered open to meet his own, he found himself transfixed by pools of liquid amber peering back without fear or judgment.
She cooed softly, her tail, so much smaller than his own, coming up to wrap loosely around his wrist. At the unfamiliar touch, his face -ever locked in a mask of disdain for lesser beings- softened without his consent. Lips parted in a genuine smile, small but full of wonder, as he beheld the tiny creature that was his child, his to shape and form into the perfect creation.
In that moment, Raphael knew he was lost. His life had always been in order, his purpose singular and undistracted; to ascend to the throne of the Hells and rule with unchallenged might. His existence was a tapestry of power plays, strategic alliances, and dominance. He was a creature of ambition, his every action calculated to assert his supremacy. This child of his blood though, his daughter, had worked a change in him he could never have foreseen or prevented.
Now at night, as she slept curled in the cradle of his wings, lulled by the steady beat of his mighty heart. Raphael, the great devil himself, came to live for these quiet moments of unconditional love from his little mouseling.
He’ll bring her with him to sit in his archive, gently holding her against his chest as she sleeps, a written contract lying on his desk while he works. Though his face was still stern and stoic to outsiders, in these private moments a softness always emerged that few had ever seen. As he gazed upon her peaceful face, he wondered how such a small creature could hold so much power over one as mighty as himself.
When she stirs slightly in her sleep while on his chest, Raphael instinctively holds her closer, protective of his newest treasure.
Calls her the apple of his eyes, little mouseling, his little fiend, and my favorite “my little mirror” - Hinting that she reflects the best of her father's qualities.
As the months passed, Raphael watched with joy and wonder as his little mouseling grew stronger. Her amber eyes, once barely open, now gazed up at him with curiosity and delight. Her tiny claws, once grasping blindly at air, now clutched his leg with surprising strength. With each new milestone, she grew stronger, more fierce, and his heart swelled with pride.
His daughter develops a strong attachment to Raphael and seeks comfort in his presence. Whenever she encounters someone new, she hides behind his leg, finding solace and security by his side.
Dark thoughts do tend to creep into his mind. As the future ruler of the Hells, he would have many enemies who would seek to undermine his power. If they knew of his newfound weakness, they would surely try to exploit it. His daughter's very existence would be put her in danger. These thoughts usually diminish fairly quickly, he still thinks highly of himself and with the crown no one could ever strike him or his daughter down.
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