ok i drew my boys again im still fighting for my life to think of an Actual Plot Worth Writing but i am rotating them in my mind regardless
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Grand Garrok by Toni Justamante Jacobs
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Ever since you posted that last Garrok art I haven't stopped thinking about Garrosh brushing hair out of Saurfangs face. how dare you
Because you gave the ship an Official Ship Name and now I can’t stop thinking about that, I’m gonna inflict more pain on you: imagine Garrosh braiding his hair.
Well cock now I shot myself in the foot. Again.
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Sometimes the Goliath cleric gets pushed too far and almost dies because he decided to sass an undead troll...
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A wooby picture for my spouse of our ESO characters, Zabibi and Garrok.
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Garrok, King of Garroks
So a friend of mine decided he wanted to DM for the usual group including our typical DM. In his campaign, theres my half orc warlock, a half orc fighter named Garrok, and a drow rogue; a small party. Garrok (lacking in nonphysical traits) follows my warlock (lacking in physical traits due to deformity) in a good duo that we’ve found very fun. Garrok is the powerhouse of the party and is often charging into battle with his warcry “YOU LOOK WEAK!”
After clearing a dungeon, Garrok, with his 8 intelligence, decided to touch at this strange contraption a couple times (each time he did, the device pricked his finger). Upon entering an arena, 2 Garroks appeared, screaming “YOU LOOK WEAK!” And “I’M DA REAL GARROK” They then began to fight each other for the claim of being “da real Garrok” Naturally, the party stepped back so that whichever Garrok survived would be our nee companion.
When the original Garrok killed the other two, he began collecting there teeth and shouting “Im the strongest person I know…and I’ve killed me twice!” I began to exclaim an idea (that was already clearly a shared concept between us) that we should clone Garrok and have my character shepherd the now 20 new Garroks to guard the town that I had claimed mayorship over, as well as raid other towns for gold. And Garrok became “Garrok Flametusk, King of Garroks.
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Garrok, the Lizardman
A trader, perhaps an herbalist, who wanders the swamplands west of the old ruin.
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try + Zaladane
[AW YES admit it, you sent her just because you knew I’d enjoy it, didn’t you, UR SO SWEET]Zaladane had not been born a mutant, but she had learned to be a sorceress. And as any reader of fairy tales will tell you, there were a great many magical ways to avoid death, even if it entailed the destruction of one’s body. For instance, placing one’s soul in a trinket and hiding it.It had taken awhile for the spell to repair her broken physical form, of course, and then once she was back, she’d had to contend with quite a lot of people who weren’t so happy about how she had used the power she’d taken from Polaris and Magneto to take over the Savage Land...powers that were now gone. But she’d still had her magic ---power earned, power learned, not just given to her freely by fate like everyone else in her accursed family---and with it she escaped with her life...into the world beyond the Savage Land.She’d spent some time adjusting, to say the least. Sorcery could only help so much in understanding a bus schedule. But she’d learned how to keep up with the media of this world, its papers and webpages, and she’d learned so very, very much about her father...and his children.Plural.So it wasn’t just special, precious Lorna who had been gifted. He had two other brats from some other wench, and they too had powers from birth, great power! One was even a sorceress on top of that! Imbued from birth with the power of Wundagore Mountain! It made Zala’s blood boil. All that time she had spent in the Savage Land, a lost and abandoned child, a stranger in a strange land, taken in by the Sun People but marked forever as an outsider by her skin the color of sand instant of grass like them, devoting herself to the god Garrok because she had no one else, no true parents, no true father, no true family, learning every spell she could so as to be useful and worthy and have a place---and a place she eventually did, as their Empress!And oh, how bitter she had become by the time she got there.But it was nothing compared to what she felt now, now that she knew this happy family had found each other. And soon....soon she’d find them.
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i should be writing but instead i just spent a few hours drawing the characters i'm rotating in my brain, my deuteragonists from aermainh (my original fantasy project) - Velius and Garrok ♥
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every night when i go to reread my unfinished projects i am devastated that i have written next to nothing for aermainh. i gotta work on that
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brainstorming new ocs for nanowrimo inspiration. they dont have names but femboy is probably a prince/noble heir and dragonborn is a knight or mercenary idk
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