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pathesis · 2 months
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Run rabbit Run Rabbit run Run RUN 🐇 A random Dhampire/ or vampire?? I doodled out, I've decided I want a personal symbol for her to be those albino " killer rabbits "
idk I had an idea of a cleric who heals people with the power she gets from drinking blood or some kind of activity involving blood. I gotta study up and see what works later.
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admiralshiba · 2 months
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scrungly...
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pbielik · 1 month
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Galatea i Ambroży
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(nowy rozdział "Dla naszego dobra" właśnie się pojawił 🩵)
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lemonorangeandlime · 1 month
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RAAAAHHH VAMPIRE YEEN BE UPON YE!
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alliedn · 6 months
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I don't believe in consistent posting (help me)
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lyskette · 1 year
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back to back dnd gifts for @aibsyesteryear?? more likely than you think...
charme call me back i love you
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canarydraws · 2 years
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I don’t think I ever shared my Curse of Strahd character here! I’m playing Dex, a dhampire ranger and so far I have been the trouble maker of the group lol. For example, just last session my friends had to get me out of jail because I had managed to enrage every guard on the city wall because I was trying to cause a distraction.
(Said distraction involved spider climbing up the wall and swearing at all the guards. …hey it worked? They just thought Dex was the devil or something)
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idiotscopics · 8 months
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Starting a new campaign next week and this is my Paladin Enoch.
He’s going to be a giant ray of sunshine wrapped up in an emo bow.
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coffee-b · 11 months
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i have such a profound weakness for sun and moon couples
[Image ID: Sybil and Candi, holding each other and kissing. Sybil (left) is a pale-skinned dhampir woman with short, wavy black hair. She wears a long-sleeved blue dress with a cream-coloured shawl and a black corset. Candi (right) is a fire genasi with bronze, freckled skin. Her hair is short and choppy, and appears to be made of fire. She wears an off-the-shoulder cream top and a brown corset. They are against a black circle and an orange gradient. End ID.]
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eraelias · 2 years
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this is like, one of the coolest things ive drawn this year.
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ddruxyart · 1 year
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My lil group of pastel Dhamplins (Dhampire/Goblin Hybrids)
Part three of my Goblin Hybrid Designs :D
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voidsteeth · 1 year
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chomp chomp~
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admiralshiba · 7 months
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my scrungly cleric has ended up with 16STR so... not so scrungly now!!!
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pbielik · 10 days
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SPOILER
rozdział 157 - Bitwa
„Wiesz, że to nie jest zapisane w twojej przyszłości, Haruki”
~ Galatea
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Haruki Davi
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carrion-carry-on · 2 years
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Whumptober No. 20
It’s been a long day
I am tired as all hell lol which is why I decided to write this one like I did, when I did (at 0200 hours, dying of lack of rest due to my abhorrent sleep “schedule”). This is somewhat related to the previous post, concerning training/assessment time for the squad. After they’ve finished up, everyone is exhausted and not too willing to talk about anything.
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The moment members of Fort Finium arrive “home,” they shuffle into the common room and drop to their preferred places. Each bears evidence of the hours of abuse doled out by “their betters” in the form of assessments. Each is used to such treatment. That does not make it easier.
Laith, for her part, feels as though her skull is about to explode. The constant shape changes she’s had to perform, trying (and often failing) to hold an unnatural in between form, it’s worn her down. And the extra studies hadn’t helped. Being their leader, she needed to know strategy, policy, discipline and conduct, and so much more. It is all utterly exhausting. She falls down to sprawl across the remaining couch and determines to stay there until the room stops moving.
Colm felt he had it the easiest for today. Given the fact that his arm had been broken in the second or third test, he’d been dismissed early. He did his best to ignore the part where he’d had to subject himself to surgery in order to properly fix the arm. It doesn’t help to grip about things like that when he’d recover so quickly; faster than his friends with exception of Lou. Colm decidedly leaned back against a bookshelf he knew would not move and closed his singular eye.
Lou didn’t say or do much of anything. She dragged herself (rather dramatically) through the entryway and remained on the floor. Her body was working to repair itself and she lacked the functionality of her legs. They’d given her a taste of torture, always demanding she recover faster. But that’s just it - she doesn’t mind being in pieces. But they minded. It was fine that she didn’t want to get up. Nobody bothers her here.
Charter seems to be none the worse for wear. To a stranger, they might spot his resting smile and think he’d had a pleasant afternoon. Those that knew him had the sense that it was a tired expression; Charter doesn’t smile as often as outsiders believe. A look like that meant he no longer had the energy to care. Simply smiling is easiest. And that is how he completed tasks - smiling. He sat, or rather sank, into a one person sofa, head to his chest, eyes shut tight.
Talos says nothing as it walks past them all and sits down in a corner, facing the walls. Their own tests usually overloaded their processors and overwhelmed sensitive tools. Even now small cracks of electricity jumped from circuits to PlastOre “skin” to the surrounding air. They didn’t like stimulation of any kind at points like this; everyone does their best not to disturb its peace.
Basma has never before had to undergo such rigorous trials. Another unexpected quirk to being stationed at Fort Finium. She was starting to think of the unexpected as her only expectation. Maybe then she won’t be surprised anymore. It hardly mattered, as he own tests had apparently ended early, too. She could not quite recall all of the details, but there had been a strong presence helping soothe her breathing and she’d recovered in the medical tent. Her place was sitting, legs stretched out and crossed at the knee, helmeted head in her hands.
None of them spoke for a time. No one needed to. In that small, quiet moment, they were together in the same thoughts and feelings. They despised the treatment given to them. So carelessly were they run ragged - knowing their superiors had ordered it increased the squad’s resentment. But none would say it, much less act on it. They’re all here for the long haul. And, given they’re left relatively alone for a majority of the time, ignored by the armed forces at large, perhaps this was a low price to pay.
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devilgirldice · 2 years
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Blood Wine
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