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since when do vampires play baseball?

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I really drew A LOT of sketches with him.

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"It's time to go. Have you just started shaving?" "Mhm." "Сan't be late. Are you aware of that?" "Mhm."

"Give it here." "Thank you, vis-a-vis." "Set more alarms next time." "You're just a miracle."

DnD OCs in modern!AU. Auhtor of the reference work – Ernest Chiriacka.

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Let's take a break from one horrible man (Douglas) and talk about another horrible man (Strahd), this time - the female version of him. SheStrahd campaign poster for @curseofthebloodcountess's and @troubledtimeinravenloft's campaign, starring Her Grace herself, three party members, and Kolyan siblings. Boi, this one almost cost me my sanity.

More info about commissions here, more details in close-ups under the cut

You can only guess how long it took us to set up the whole flower thing.

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Had to design brandy's armor, since she actually wears full plate now. It still needed to be slutty, though. I wanted it to look like it's not quite clear what's her skin and what's armour, so I made it look the same as her skin!

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Okay, I think it's about time to show you my dear Nevenethraem. Eladrin reborn in spring, aberrant mind sorcerer, absolute fateweaver. Have you ever considered terrorizing your DM by casting Silvery Barbs up to 41 times during one fight? Well, I definitely did. Once alive, she was on Strahd's side, but she died changing career paths - completely unhinging Rahadin with said Silvery Barbs when he tried to - and eventually did - solo her.

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Though we were wide awake, this is a dream state…

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Rogue Trader OC

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two attempts, two years apart, at sketching my soulknife rogue with his psionic daggers 🩶

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Chillin Strahd is watching us-!

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Chillin Strahd is watching us-!

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This is my bugbear Razzir.

I've been using him for a Curse of Strahd campaing!

He's a Barbarian path of the beast

He has some anger issues and if triggered can turn into his rage form. In rage he transforms into (what we call him) "Badzzir" and turns into a blood thirsty werewolf

But he's very nice when he's not angry 💜

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regrets

my warlock phoibe is not doing too hot right now... that's what happens when you piss off a god i suppose. and that's just one of her problems

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« Contract accepted. » My favorite cutscene! I love Viago and his vibes with Teia and Rook de Riva. I squeal with delight every time I see him on screen or hear him mentioned (especially by Rook and Lucanis) <3

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Eyes upon you through the years All of your troubles, all of your fear Always watching, always see I am you now and you are me

One year campaign has ended and it feels like the world had passed, I have so much love to everyone and everything in Curse of Strahd, almost wish to start it again haha

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Curse of Strahd Spoilers:

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Vasili von Holtz - (1489 DE)

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Strahd nervously adjusted the lace at his chest and tried to take a deep breath.

The disguise was holding perfectly, but he secretly wished there was something that made it look a little less uncanny. As he stared ahead at the reflection in the glass, his baby brother’s features stared right back at him: The unruly curl in his hair; The small freckle beneath his eye (Just like their mother’s)…

The eyes were his though. They’d always had the exact same eyes.

And the same nose…

Blood flashed in his mind and his heart raced—or at least the memory of that feeling. He hurriedly looked away and gritted his teeth, ‘Don’t. Don’t think about it.’

Perhaps he was wrong. Maybe this wasn’t the best disguise.

But it was Sergei. And everyone loved Sergei.

In a moment, the spell faded, and he looked in the window to see himself again: Pale, discolored skin; Fiery red eyes.

They used to have the same eyes…

‘How long has it been now?

Footsteps suddenly rose up behind him and he rushed the disguise again. He didn’t have time to check himself in the makeshift mirror, but he trusted his magic enough to at least be able to walk down the alleyway.

As he turned, he had to catch himself as he nearly ran into a woman coming from the opposite direction.

“Oh! Excuse me! I’m so sorry!” She quickly stepped back and lowered the book she had been reading.

“Quite alright. My fault, really.”

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As he turned to go back to the castle, Strahd caught a glimpse of himself in the dusty window.

‘That’s not right.’

In his hurry, the spell didn’t fully take. He must have stumbled over the incantation in his head and gotten it wrong.

The hair was right.

‘No, wait.’

There was no curl, and his grays showed through.

The freckle was right, and his skin was no longer purple or discolored. But he looked… older. Well, older than Sergei would have been.

‘Should have been…’

Strahd turned away, shaking his head, and tried to ignore the tears threatening to fall.