With TSS coming up I thought it was the perfect excuse to make myself a new character so here’s Alvah! She’s a reborn tiefling grave cleric who strives to work against the natural order, trying to achieve eternity for all 👁️⚰️🤍
It’s been a while since I made myself a character and I've had my eye on grave cleric for some time now, plus don’t have many tieflings so this was the perfect opportunity to finally make a character that was both!
I can’t believe I haven’t posted my newest tired dad yet. Meet Father Kilter, the man who’s triple haunted by Pestilence, Death, and the son he doesn’t know he’s going to adopt yet! Full backstory under the cut:
Father Kilter (40s) is a cleric. He’s also a preacher, funeral planner, undertaker, gravedigger, coffin maker, tombstone engraver, and generally a Jack of all trades as long as the trade is passing on. A lifetime ago, Kilter fell victim to a plague sweeping through his town. In a feverish haze, he called out for someone to save him—and fortunately, someone answered!
Unfortunately that someone was Pestilence itself.
Pestilence offered to save Kilter’s life in exchange for a small favor, and this man in all his 104 degrees of fugue state said “yes please.” This Was Not A Good Thing. In an instant Kilter was taken as Pestilence’s vessel—a walking, talking biohazardy plague puppet.
This, however, caught the attention of the god of life and death, and Death did not like the imbalance that was about to happen thanks to Kilter being a living pandemic. So they stepped in and said “look man, I can’t fix you completely, but I can fix you a little. Wear these gloves so you don’t kill everything you touch and be my priest and maybe you’ll feel better.” And that’s exactly what he’s been doing since.
At least, until @couchtaro’s dead kid Pidge broke into his kitchen and started eating all his Life cereal. Now he’s on a quest to put the kid to rest—and not get attached, under any circumstances, because the kid is going BACK IN THE GROUND and Kilter is NOT ALLOWED TO KEEP HIM. Maybe. Probably.
Her name is Cosmia, she is a reborn drow, and grave cleric of Jergal. (yes nobody worships Jergal anymore that’s part of her story 👍) i can write up a little thing abou her if anyone’s interested
My darling choir boy took an unplanned, fully clothed trip into Strahd’s bath.. With Strahd in it. Had dip, had sip, had a chat, and a homoerotic neck touch. And it’s been consistently downhill since then.
OC art never does well on here but i simply do not care bc i love drawing my darling Absinthe she is just so precious and perfect and weird!! who wouldnt love a silly little failure of a healer and wannabe mortician shes just so pathetic and perfect <333