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when a fire mage gets extra spicy.

(trying out glaze but still not sure that i like the textures, even on the lowest and longest settings)

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Important deliberations between senior members of Oldminster

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Sir Theobalt, Kurtis Radesbery, and Avrant. The three mans of Oldminster.

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haven't posted in a while. hmm. Just haven't been doing as much art and been doing in game RP more. Will throw in some doodle filler.

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Some CAE art I did for June

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God I love roleplaying Theobalt a lot sometimes, and especially in guild plots.

Like he’s the one who is the judgmental, no nonsense, demanding guy who helps get things going. And he provides just the contradictory opinions that make moments feel realistic and make the guild mates have to Rp out harder when they want to do their plans.

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“What a small reassurance was it to know… 

…That at least in the dark and quiet, foxes could smile with all their teeth.”

Max Parkhurst by [Claina] on Twitter! Now I need Augustine in this style. 

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bastard has bastard expression 10/10 perfectly captured

Some highly stylized pieces, one of my character Vale Merris! Kindly priest 👿 and @rathwald ‘s Sir Theobalt, Bastard mans who I adore. His characterization is 10/10.

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Adding my art over here more often as well! Given…Issues going on with Twitter SO. Here is me Ranger Orin Crowley, heavily inspired by The Ranger’s Apprentice series.

Linda Jakks, the bestest Lamb! Head of Lambs in the Shepherd’s cult.

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Northward Bound Ch. 1

Arriving in Freyharbor's port, the Coalition found it in ruins. Piers torn to shreds and buildings in horrid shape. The Elemental storms had ravaged much of the port town's docks and left much to be desired. Slowly the Amarylis was maneuvered itself into the one pier that remained in good standing. As the crew began to disembark, the bitter winds of Northrend struck at the heart of Eastcrest's Crew, but there something else was off ... An energy in the air that couldn't be ignored or denied, something wasn't right. The the harbor was empty. Not a ship in sight, no dockworkers, sailors, nor any life to be seen. An odor overtook the crew, the smell of days old fish and moldy bread. Though a welcome was scheduled, Terran and other townsfolk was nowhere to be seen. In the silence all that could be heard is the sound of claw against stonework, and unnatural groaning ...

As the party took off down the pier shapes began to emerge from the shadows within the docks, the arched backs and lanky fur-covered figures of Worgen. Covered in snow-white fur,  three Worgen began to stalk towards the party slow as predators, claws poised to attack. Within their eyes was nothing but a feral madness, and their snarling maws drip with innocent blood. And so ensued a long and grueling battle. The Coalition dug in and held their ground against the onslaught of the Worgen, able to evade the brunt of their fangs and keep them at bay. Unfortunately the gnome Bixtink Wobblesprocket was ill prepared for combat and feinted as the battle began! Her valiant construct M.A.O.W. vehemently took a stand against the Worgen in her stead. As a fourth Worgen emerged from the waters below the docks the battle began to turn against the Coalition, claw after claw, fang after fang they fought pushed to their wits end. In time the Worgen saw an opening, charging after the lone Kurtis Radesbery, who had earlier charged off to engage a lone Worgen. Surrounded now Radesbery was forced on the defensive. Cohmnall Dempsey of Oldminster seized the opportunity as the Worgen surrounded Radesbery, Dempsey rallied the Coalition to counter attack the Worgen, putting the first of their number down in the process. Once Radesbery was given the chance to return to the offensive he struck out at the nearest Worgen, cracking its skull and sending it instantly into its death throes, it wildly struck out at all who approached. The remaining Worgen turned to flee but were put down by Velaensia Runereaver, and Cassandra Payne. The final Worgen, barely limping after Cassandra's clean shot to its leg, lunged for Araellion Songheart, taking him by surprise and holding the Mage hostage. Unfortunately, Lord Songheart is not one to be taken lightly, with a burst of abjurative magic the Worgen's head was impacted. 

Once free of the Worgen's assault the Coalition regrouped and tended to wounds, exploring the empty docks for clues as to the townsfolk, and Terran's, whereabouts. Within the docks little more was found aside from rotten fish and molded bread, even the Worgen were lonesome in their scavenging. Velaensia Runereaver's exploratory efforts at least bore fruit, discovering the corpse of a stray Ghoul, signifying what may have happened to the city. Once gathered Ms. Payne was called to cleanse what remained of the corpse, to ensure that no plague could emerge from it and cause trouble later. In the name of Elune Moonfire was called down upon the poor Ghoul's corpse, and in the wake of the Moon Mother's cleansing light all that remained was sanctified bone. From there, one path out of the docks remained for them atop a small set of stone stairs the entrance to Freyharbor town proper. 

The town itself lay in ruins with the groans growing louder with each step, unmistakable as wild undead. As the Coalition gazed inward to the city, the roads lay distraught, barren with only the occasional corpse of ghoul or townsfolk to be seen. Carts lay knocked over, their contents dispersed throughout the roads. A new scent emerges where the rotten fish once served, the smell of decay, of undeath, and faint Arcane Magic. Far off, barely visible past the buildings was the tell tale glow of Arcane magic, bouncing against the buildings as it lurched into sight. The Coalition set forth into the city, faced with countless wild undead who fell before the Coalition's armaments swiftly. All save one lone Abomination who bombarded towards the party on a warpath. Thanks to the quick action, and solitary fist, of Radesbery, the Abomination was put to rest and the path to the City Hall made clear. 

Ahead of the Coalition rounded the final corner and City Hall was brought into view, the clear shining shape of an Arcane barrier surrounded the building, protecting its walls from a Horde of wild undead, ghouls, and zombies, and yet another Abomination all bearing down against the magical bulwark. Once more, Radesbery's intuitive thinking led the Coalition to a unique solution. After a curt return trip to the Amarylis, Ms. Wobblesprocket's mechanical construct M.A.O.W. ferried one of the ship's cannons. With teamwork abound, Radesbery loaded himself into the cannon, Lord Songheart surrounded him in a barrier of Arcane magic, and Ms. Runereaver lit him aflame. Taking careful aim Mr. Dempsey looked towards the horde of undead and fired Radesbery into the crowd. Unfortunately ... the Arcane barrier and flame were unable to sustain themselves through the explosive force of the cannon, and Radesbery was launched directly into the Abomination, killing it, but suffering heavily in the process. Following in hot pursuit the Coalition's forces made swift work of the remaining undead mob, putting them down and protecting the town hall. With the undead defeated sounds of clamoring and shouting from inside city hall were heard ... moments later the Arcane barrier protecting the building began to fizzle, dispersing into the air and vanishing from sight. In the same breath a door swung wide and the clear shape of a living human guardsman waved towards the party, beckoning them inside. 

Once inside, Terran revealed that the city had been beset with undead a week prior. The undead forced their way through the city gates, tearing apart all that could be found. The town's local forces were insufficient for such a threat and they were forced back into the city hall with much of the remaining townsfolk. Terran used what magic he could to erect a barrier around the building and they have been trapped inside, surrounded with undead, ever since. Now that the Coalition has arrived they can rest within the Town Hall and lick their wounds before setting out to route the remaining undead, and sealing off the gates ...

(( Pulled from https://www.eastcrest.net ))

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Palette challenge sketches done for guildies <3

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Northward Bound

As the sun dawned on the 30th The Amarylis departed Eastcrest Estate bearing much of the Coalition's forces. Sailing south along the Nazferiti River, and arriving at Oldminster Enclave. Once stocked with supplies and boarded by Oldminster's forces, the Amarylis sailed onward exiting into the Great Sea and wrapping north through the Cape of Stranglethorn until arriving at Stormwind Harbor in the Evening. Once any stragglers were brought aboard, and final preparations were made the Amarylis made began its long voyage North. 

As Northward Bound begins, Eastcrest Coalition is en route to Freyharbor, seeking to rebuild and reinforce the city so that it may act as a popular destination for adventurers on their way to the Dragon Isles. The Coalition has a lot of work ahead of them but certainly has the grit and willpower to see it through. 

(Chapters #1 through #3 are live on our guild website. I'll be re-posting them here over the next week or two, because I'm happy with it.) https://www.eastcrest.net/storylines/northward