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jellisdraws · 1 year
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So I’ve made a new DnD character.
He’s a noble treeant Vengeance Paladin/Swashbuckler rogue multiclass.
As a young sapling his parents were cut down before him leaving the opera. Now he seeks Justice in a world that denied it to him.
His name?
Spruce Wayne
Aka
The Boughman
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teratophallia · 9 months
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Cropped version of this month's part 2 in peetron rewards! You can see the full version over on my twitter!
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Monster Manual (3rd Edition): Treeant by Tony DiTerlizzi
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the-flying-ryan · 2 years
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Got this treeant from @stonehavenminiatures painted up this evening and was going for a birch in autumn (fall) feel to him. Absolutely love how this guy turned out! The different colors of autumn had me questioning my sanity but glad I plowed on! #miniaturepainting #paintingminiatures #paintedminis #dnd #stonehavenminiatures #miniatures #dungeonsanddragons #treeant #woodgolem #autumn #fallvibes #painted #paint #painting #monster #monstermanual #dungeonsanddragonsminiatures #travellingpainter (at Kota Kinabalu) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkyEdcVSRnl/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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heliotrope-journey · 2 years
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Happy birthday, KawaiiPixelArts
Good evening, vampire hunters.
I spent the autumn illustrating a treeant youngling for a fun side project in the Heliotrope Journey series that will chronicle Frederick’s childhood into his adult years. The treeant took a lot longer than expected to develop mainly because I was stuck on what type of wood to carve it out of, but I stuck with mahogany for its resistance to lightning. (Maybe we see why it was a chosen color for one of Midnights’ special editions.) Photo by Adam Lovegrove on Unsplash.
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Before Constantinople fell to the Turks and Dracula rose to power, the only way to permanently kill a vampire is to drive a stake carved out of the True Cross into their hearts. A noble knight that served the former Prince of Wallachia carried one with him. He used it to slaughter the founder of the Veiled Nocturne before he could infiltrate the region from the inside out.
Little did he know that the knight’s liege was his secret protégé that turned to him when he was desperate to protect his land and more importantly, to protect his family. His nefarious power, lust, and fear corrupted him to the point where he became a creature of the night to rule over Wallachia forever. His knight failed to strike him down and the holy stake was destroyed in his first attempt. It is presumed that it is the last of its kind for another has not been found since. Nowadays, the Chinezu family carves stakes out of mahogany trees to bring elder vampires to their knees. They don’t inflict as much long-lasting damage as the True Cross and do not guarantee the likes of Dracula stay dead, but the incapacitation of their leaders fractured smaller covens that dared to prey on children, small animals, and villages in the magical kingdoms that are powerless against their wrath.
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Adept sorcerers argued that wooden stakes are only useful for delivering blows to vampires in their sleep. As they continue to seek new means to conceal their coffins from mortal eyes and don armor that is impenetrable to wood, the stakes have lost their purpose. So the sorcerers turned to a rare ability to draw energy directly from the sun. With that energy concealed inside a lantern stone, their users can turn vampires to dust even when encountered in the night. Eforie, Frederick’s compatriot, is not a sorceress, but an accidental encounter with Helios granted her the ability while she was traveling in space. Eforie carries a modified scepter that formerly belonged to a pope to store any energy from the sun she absorbs. It quickly depletes in combat due to the size of its lantern stone, but her blows are devastating to any creature of the night that harms her comrades. KawaiiPixelArts, another sorceress with the ability, can absorb the sun’s energy into her staff like a natural and is able to conserve it for longer periods of time. This scene depicts her gazing at a mural inside a cathedral while deciding what path to take. She is searching for her lost bear cub and she is certain an orange key a skeleton has its grip on will lead to a chamber where it has been taken to by one of Dracula’s servants. This scene was designed as a gift to our regular artist behind the character. Happy birthday, KawaiiPixelArts!! We hope today treated you splendidly and we are grateful for your help. ^_^ Photo by Claudio Hirschberger on Unsplash.
Sincerely,
WN
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clvric · 1 year
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   That face when you have your own Vegeta moment.
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maxy-6792 · 2 years
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Things that happened in my first dnd campaign today.
My character Allay
Friend ones character: Ari
Friend two's character: O cause i cant remember name.
O talked to Kickasssupreme(KAS), a dragon born and drunkest in tavern. Claimed to be best chair kicker around. Allay betted he couldnt kick a chair from the back of the tavern to hit the bartender. First chair shattered. O decided he would try. hit light and spilled hot wax on KAS. Ari calmed KAS down. Convinced him to kick another chair. Kicked it and it hit slmething or another. Bartender Is Pissed. Allay blamed the people that participated. O kicked out of tavern. Ari blew a kiss to KAS, left. Allay got off scot free. Stole a dwarf's drink as was leaving. Hid behind Ari.
Drank delicious well water with Ari. Made our eyes shiny.
Got a brass ring that was basically magnetic to everything. Learned that cause i threw it on the floor and at the wall.
Broke into a general store to watch for pixies stealing shit.
Friend O killed a pixie who was stealing a frost ring with a nat 20 by smashing it with his sheild.
Ari broke a mirror cause they saw O behind him.
Someone had a spoon stolen by the pixies. Made it my mission to find the spoon, show them the spoon, and take spoon for self. Dm made spoon a family heirloom. Returned the spoon.
Allay once again was in the tavern. There was ale, spicy ale, and extra spicy ale. Got extra spicy ale and a nat 20 for spice tolerance. Bartender (different from one at chair kicking competition) was just confused.
O comes and roblox stands in front of tavern since he was banned. Asked to be let in. Was denied. Went and stood in from of the window instead. Asked for ale. Was denied. I got a mega pint of extra spicy ale and walked out to give it to him. Bartender saw my scheme. Justed wanted the cup back, didnt say how. O chugs drink and throws the cup back at bartender. Bartender dodges. Goes into back room to contemplate life, or apparently snort cocaine. Ari was sitting at the entrance. Got up and snuck into the back past the bartender and got a mega pint of well water. Us three shared the water.
Allay tried to shoot at the pixies. Accidentally shot a Treeant. Treeant understandably runs at them. They hide in general store where Ari broke mirror. O lights treeant on fire. Ari stabbs treeant. They talk about euthanization. Allay finish what they started and run up to the treeant and give it a hug while stabbing it in the back. It dies with a smile on its face- *crying*
We go back to the tavern with the bartender from our first appearance. O askes if he can give the wood from the treeant to her to apologize for breaking thw chairs. Wood from treeant not sutiable for chairs. Allay still crying.
Ari asked for well water. Was denied. Allay went down the bar. Asked for well water. Got normal water. Disgusting. Wheres the shimmer??
Explore the woods. Find pitch black wall. Walk threw it. Find Very Big Treeant. Hug Treeant. Water Treeant.
Ring bell(Allay) and have shiny pendulum(Ari) to get treeants attention. End up getting picked up by pixies and take dmg. Bell and pendulum gone. :(
Pour out all stolen things on ground in front of Lady Kris (haha get krissed). Lady Kris is done with our shit.
Take treeant back to town. Pour well water on treeant where bracelet is stuck in it. Treeant very happy. Turns into tree in middle of road.
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charmixpower · 9 months
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So the winx are in the golden auditorium and the Trix don't know this???? So apparently them showing up at the same magic collages as the winx twice in a row is an accident, okay then
Musa: Legend has it that deep under ground, there is a cave system
Tecna: Allegedly. Just saying
Girl you were just fighting treeants of legend, shut up
Why is Tecna being mean to Musa???? Heresy upon Tecna's characterization
Amore: Who are they?
Musa: Mischievous creatures whos loud shrieks—
Amore: *GASP*
Musa: could break a hundred glasses
I don't know if I should blame the auto engineer for this, the script writer, or the director, but it bothers me
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alex-just-vibing · 10 months
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Mold also witnesses a lot of robbers and bandits cross through the dark forest and most of the time buns doesn't care, but if you try to hurt someone who can't fight or doesn't want to fight, expect to be attacked by a swarm of treeants.
Mold is literally The ever i love buns soo much
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sweet-chimera · 6 months
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@cflight || liked for a starter
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"Ekira relax duck. After last toime ah'd beh surproised if t'at shit lord tries anyt'ing soon in meh own domain." She meant her house and forest. After all, even while walking to her house they passeda splendor of... honestly quite concerning creatures. Honey described them as nymphs and leshee and treeants and forest spirits.
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"He'll beh hard pressed tae even get in much less win a fight-- meaning yer free tae spend tae toime fer a meal at meh place. Which is great because tae nymphs don't care t'at yer here. T'ey tend to loike women boot ah never brought someone loike ye here so-- good litmus tester!"
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soulren · 7 months
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Trick or Treeant! Is this anything? Is this joke anything at a[I am suddenly crushed by an enormous leafy branch]
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thatconfusedanon · 9 months
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Doctor Treeant Cat, this is so bad because this was the village doctor. He got Murdered. No More Doctor. Someone spoonfed him decaf coffee
*their tail flicks, grumbling.*
Of course... Of course he got murdered... why else would anyone bring this- *Sigh.*
*They shook their head.*
Don't... give him coffee by the way?
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ihavenofac3 · 10 months
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Dm just announced root beard
"He lifts off his cloak to reveal that he is a treeant"
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[WP] Spirits of the dead are placed into objects in mystical forges. Due to a mix-up, a soldier is placed in a pen and a poet in a sword.
The streets of the town where busy, bustling and rumbling with the crowd of happy shoppers as they went from stall to shop, inspecting all the everything from the wonderfully bizarre trinkets sold by a long tongued lamina wearing yellow robes to the local butcher dwarf with a scruffy beard and a full belly displaying rats, wolves, giant lizards and much more.
Only one place was excluded from those festivities, an old and run down looking store, hidden in the shade, by the name of "Arizel's Antique Shop". As the name would suggest it was full of clutter and items ranging from ominous dark oak doors to kitchen utensils made out of slimes.
The shopkeeper, Arizel, was an old human lady who was sleeping peacefully behind her desk in a rocking chair. Yet despite what one might expect from a store devoid of clientele it was far from quiet.
"Pez you fucking idiot! Why would you think that could possible work?!"
"First of all, my full name is Pessimistus and I know that you know that that is my name, Alexander. Second of all how was I supposed to know that I was meant to slay the treeant!"
"For the umpteenth time my name is just AL! How hard could that possible be to remember! Unlike your name it's a mere 2 letters! Also, what in Tiryus' name did you think you were meant to do with the treeant?!"
"Why I was intending on carving into it my latest work of course! A poem titled 'Treeant's are scary, I rather fight a little fairy'!"
The noise was coming from two people... well if you could call them that. Certainly at one point in time, long, long ago they have been people. Pessimistus was a famous poet, adored by women and favoured by muses. Whilst, Al was a great general that led his lord's armies towards countless victories. Both were great mortals, favoured by deities. Which was why when they died the Gods that cherished them came to a master forger Dwarf that carved their souls into powerful magical items.
There just one teeny-weeny little problem. The orders came at the same time and so a soldier was placed in a pen and a poet in a sword. Over the years, the two artefacts have swapped many hands, yet without fail have found themselves back on these dusty shells looking across at each other chatting or rather bickering for the most part.
"Is writing silly words all you're good for!" the pen was almost shaking from anger as it roared. "A brittle twig would be more suitable in battle than a magical sword as pathetic as you are!"
"Oh please, you taunt me so yet you are nothing but an earth worm taunting a wingless dragon for not being able to fly!" The sword rebuked with a snarky remark and kept going. "Besides, even if I may admit my lack of talent in the art of war at least I accomplish something. You, my old friend, have yet to succeed in writing out a full paragraph before stabbing through the page!"
The room was filled with chaotic arguing as one side was trying desperately to out scream the other not even hearing the other side over the sound of their own voice.
"OH FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS WOULD THE TWO OF YOU PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU DON'T HAVE IT NEARLY AS BAD AS I!" A third voice interrupts the conversation from across the room, laying on the bottom-most shelf, a shiny cleaver knife with a cow head depicted on the handle.
""Well who are you then?"" Al and Pessimistus asked in unison.
"I WAS A FUCKING VEGAN MINOTAUR!"
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Woodsinger
To sing the wood alive and awake is an ancient practise, possibly born of a desire for an audience that cannot flee.
[ ] Sing Wood Alive – By singing a gentle, waking song to dead wood, you bring new life to it. The wood will remain “living” for d6+1 days, and if planted and properly cared for in that time can take root and remain alive without your song.
[ ][ ][ ][ | ][ | ] Woodshape Song – By singing to a piece of living wood, you can shape its growth, as well as causing an immediate surge of growth. For each level of Woodshape Song, you can grow up to 1 cubic foot of wood in a single round, and can add up to 6 cubic feet of wood per level of Woodshape Song to a single tree or piece of living wood before the rapid growth stops. Alternatively, if you sing to a tree for a dozen minutes, its normal growth will continue in the shape you desire for one year per level of Woodshape Song, and it will grow at twice the normal rate.
[ ][ ][ ][ ][ ] Communion of Singing Boughs – By singing alone among trees and listening carefully to their response, you can interpret the trees' experiences. For each level of Communion of Singing Boughs, you may ask one question from the trees and receive an answer. The answer will be filtered through the perspective of the trees, but not the experience of a single tree – all who can hear you and sing back will contribute their experiences and knowledge.
[ ][ ][ | ] Wood-Weirding Song – By singing up-close to a piece of wood or woodcraft about the great things it might do, you can cause it to take on a single property that wood normally could not, such as incredible tensile strength or holding an edge like steel. At first level, this effect lasts for d6 hours. At second level it lasts for d6 days. At third level, it lasts until the wood is destroyed or until you overwrite the effect.
[ | ] Uproot Aria – By performing a lengthy, private song to a tree, you can imbue it with animation and the quickness of an animal. It will be able to pull up its roots from the ground and walk upon them, and move its branches like arms. Trees of solid, heavy build with have more health, whereas thinner, more flexible trees will be able to move faster. The tree will remain animate for d6 hours, though this refreshes if you sing to them again. Once they have been animate for a cumulative 24 hours, they must choose either to root again or remain animate. If they choose to root, they will become a normal tree again as soon as their roots are returned to the dirt. If they choose to remain animate, they no longer need your song, but cannot become a normal tree again without further magical intervention. Not all trees will be thankful to be uprooted, and you cannot expect their loyalty automatically.
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demonyakshi · 6 years
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Treeant I made for a role playing group
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