#Callahan McBlithe

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Kintsugi

A redraw of Callahan's blade!!! Its far sleeker, prettier, and just overall newer!! AND NOW HE FINALLY ACTUALLY HAS IT IN GAME TOO!!

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I drew our entire wos party in dresses!!! (I did also draw Xinniani but her art is being withheld until further notice :)

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TW: BLOOD

Caption: Fuck around Find out

[Better lighting below the cut]

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I do realize now I really have just not been posting

So take a mini art dump :D

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Did a buncha art in the past few days. You know what means!!

Art Dump!!

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Last doodle update for today!!!

This is the weapon design I did for Callahan's future sword!!!

And you may be thinking, "Rory!! Is that glass??? Pish posh!!! That's impractical as-" and to that I say fuck you its magic I can give my boy a glass sword if he wants one it's WHAT HE DESERVES!!!!

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Hey hey hey!! Sorry I've been gone for a little while and a half buT HEY REMWMBER CALLAHAN MCBLITHE FROM LIKE FUCKING JANUARY????

NO? YEAH NIETHER DID I-

In OTHER news

I have another new d&d character who I love and adore with all my heart-

Lineless v and stoytime under the cut! (Click or tap for quality!!!)

SO

I had my bro my friend my fam my d&d mate, over last wednesday for a chill hangout.

They're my big d&d friend, as previously stated, as I had untroduced them into the game about a year and a half ago or so, and they promptly got extremely and irreparably obsessed with the game.

And so after like an hour and a half of chattin and showin off art an shit, we kinda...ran out of things to do....so i jokingly said "what if we play d&d lol" and they LITERALLY had like two options for me to pick from in oneshots they just had preped.

The difference between the two was one was an ACTUAL oneshot and one was a condensed version of a couple sessions from an ongoing campaign they were running.

Again, like the fool I am, i made a half serious half very not serious quip about me just straight up joining their party.

Lo and behold, they have a fucking spot open fro the taking and by god did I want it

So me and them started tossing around character ideas, me trying to figure out the rest of the party so i know what kind of character to play, and while this is happening I'm trying hard to think of any characters i had in the wings, ocs i might be able to use or random character ideas that i had never been able to play- and Callahan came to mind.

I pulled up THIS old as shit photo and made a simple comment that i never knew would define my fate for the rest of the entire campaign.

"I mean, I could do Callahan, but it'd be a little hard since there aren't any winged races like this and he's not an Aarakocra. ...well, maybe it could work if he was like an aarakocra dwarf, cause he's definitely a dwarf- he's supposed to be super short and stocky- but its up to yoouuu....oh no."

It was an 'Oh no' because as i look over their eyes are lit UP.

They say "oh this gives me so many ideas"

Never a good thing to hear from your dm

And from there we blasted through making his character an actual d&d character since their next session was in less than 24 hours, and bada bing bada boom my boy Cally-ham was born :]

There were a few crypitic things that my bro my m8 my friend my d&d buddy, had said, among which was them having Callahan make a random d20 roll, the result of which made them tell me that Callahan is not currently aware of his wings, and doesn't have wings currently. And the other came off as very strange for a dm to decide for a player, but i brushed it off because i didn't care that much, and that was them being very specific about Callahan having heterochromia, one blue eye one brown eye.

Now there is a LOT more i can tell about my boy Callahan McBlithe, considering the first session revealed things that caught EVERYONE off guard- but I've been talking for a while now so I'll let y'all be

Stay Fresh and Minty, Folks~ ;D

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Mini-sessions are fun <3

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read this and respond (if you’d like) when you aren’t in the car anymore, i don’t want you to get sick :0 !

you don’t apologize for not be able to write a lot! you didn’t have to answer my ask in the first place but it means a lot to me that you did :) also! i wanna say two things! one, i think i’ve said this before but i really like how you explain things. i’ve tried to learn how to play d&d and i think i’ve got a solid understanding of it, but it’s still hard when people say things like “10 AC”. but i don’t have to worry about that when you explain things cause you sorta dumb it down in a way that doesn’t make me feel dumb.. if that makes sense. two, i love how you showed callahan being healed in your drawing cause it just adds so much more weight to the picture. and i can’t even imagine how that fight was, dancing with death the whole time, that must’ve been so stressful. anyway! that’s about all, but you still have a lot of explaining to do (if you want and when you’re ready) mister >:0 i hope you had a lovely day and you enjoy the rest of your night, love you ro :)) !

1st: dw bout me answerin asks in the car lol I have no fuckin self control sksjshs

2nd: thank you sm m8!!! I know you've mentioned in the past that you don't play d&d or know a ton about it so I try and give little explanations where I can and it's great to hear that I do it in a non-patronizing way

3rd: heheheee okay so imma go into some more detail on the Callahan & Shade training session-

Okay, so.

To understand how we got to this point in time, we have to understand where he was

The party entered the Shadowfell- a mirror plane of existence where everything is contorted and dark and just about everything wants to kill you. This is where we were trying to get to when Callahan first joined the party.

Now Callahan didn't have a full grasp on what the Shadowfell was, really, when he went through the portal. The only one who did was Sylas, and by all the gods did he try to warn us.

Callahan was still so very very unprepared...

The very first fight in the Fell- one of the first battles Callahan has EVER been in in his life- he gets one-shotted by this monster and drops below zero hp.

When you drop below zero hp in d&d, you're Ina state of in between life and death, right on the cusp of either one and a breath's wrong move could send you toppling over the edge. You stay in this state of dying until one of three things happen. 1) you get healed. 2) you succeed three death saves and you stabilize. Or 3) you fail three death saves and you die.

Callahan had succeeded two saves, but he had also failed two. One last roll would have determined his entire fate, and I'm not known for having the best of luck when it comes to dice.

Sylas, our lovely amazing wonderful cleric boy, barely made it in time and slapped Callahan with a healing spell right after the monster died and he regained consciousness.

This...messed him up.

Callahan was absolutely shaken to his core at this very close encounter with death and he did not handle it well.

He got furiously angry, ignoring the fact that it was him that brought him to the Fell, and instead shifting the rage to the rest of the party and blaming them for his being there and, by proxy, his almost dying.

He...said some things...that shouldn't have been said. At least not like that...

And the worst part? It didn't get better. He was fitful and angry and upset at everyone for weeks.

Finally, Haru was done with Callahan's baby-bitchfit and when Callahan snapped at Monty (again), Haru got up and dragged Callahan out into the forest a little ways away from the rest of the party.

And what did he do?

Well he punched him.

Well, more than that. He told Callahan to fight back too. Soon fist-fighting turned into hitting each other with sticks, which turned into Haru having to tackle Callahan to the ground, leaving Cal the perfect opportunity to steal the dagger off his belt and ramming the pommel into his ribs.

Cal would like to say he won that fight. Haru would have something else to say.

After laying there on the ground for a moment, Callahan started to laugh. A sound that Haru had not heard in weeks, and one he didn't know he missed.

Haru explained that he wanted to teach Cal to fight so that what happened with that first monster? Where Cal nearly died?? So that that would never have to happen again.

Something about it- maybe it was something about Haru- calmed Callahan down.

And then it really hit him.

Oh fuck.

I've been a jackass for weeks to literally everyone.

It also started to hit him just how weak he really was in a fight if it ever came down to melee.

So they came back to the party together, Callahan happier than ever with little scrapes and lookin very roughed up (I won't say but the rest of the party did not in fact think they were sparring-)

Callahan apologized to Monty the next morning. The things he said specifically to him were...well...let's just say it hit harder for Monty than the others.

Monty wasn't as quick to forgive and forget. Callahan doesn't blame him.

However, that night Callahan and this new party member- Shade- were on a watch together. Now Shade is a much higher level than everyone else in the party, and is far far more powerful. He's a Hexblade Warlock, but he's also a fallen paladin (or cleric I can't remember) as WELL as a fallen Aasimar (kinda like a fallen angel but watered down). But...also probably a Shadow sorcerer?? Listen Shade is an amalgam of magic and power and idk where all of it comes from-

In any case, Shade is big powerful lad.

Now Cal and Shade are on a watch together, and Shade begins talking about Callahan's magic. He picks up a small opal stone from gauntlets he wears and focuses his magic into it. The opal glows with a black light and swirls with shadows of purple and black. He then hands the opal to Callahan and instructs him to focus his magic like he did.

When he does, the opal changes again, but this time, it swirls with bright, ever-changing array of fantastical colors. A rainbow of things that have never quite been seen before. It's extraordinary.

Shade explains that his own magic is that of the Shadowfell, it's dark and thus his magic is sewn from the shade. And then he explains that he's met other mages- ones with powers of the storm, magic of dragons- but he has never seen someone with magic like Callahan's.

Why?

Well, cause Callahan has pure, unfettered, untained, raw magic inside him.

It's an inferno of unbridled magic and it is completely and utterly entirely untamed. It cannot be controlled and it is as wild as the wind and earth itself. And sometimes, that uncontrollablity lashes out and surges forth, and sometimes things that Callahan doesn't exactly want to happen, happen.

And Callahan listens. And his heart sinks. Uncontrollable? Pure?? Absolute chaotic force of magic??? He can't stand the thought of not having a handle on his magic, because if he can't control it, how the hell is he supposed to use it to protect people??

He expresses this to Shade and the "older" man tells him that he can and should use this to his advantage.

At that moment, Callahan's magic goes wild and he surges. The wooden log they are sitting on, under Callahan's hand it starts to faintly smoke. Callahan doesn't notice, but Shade does. He cuts a small piece of rope and asks Cal to hold it for him. The rope errupts into flames and Callahan drops it in vibrant shock and distress.

Shade calms him down and explains that he can use that. He gets Callahan thinking. Asks how he can use this to help in in battle- he can set things aflame with a touch, for God's sake, what can he do to use that?

And Shade looks at Callahan's small scratches and bruises and scuffs on his clothes and turns and says "I know that look...you've been sparring, haven't you?"

Callahan nods his head. He says that Haru said he'd teach him how to fight, that he wants to- needs to- be stronger.

Shade asks if Callahan would like Shade to help him as well, help him learn how to use his magic to fight.

Callahan says yes.

They start small, Shade borrows Haru's sword in his sleep and gives it to Cal to use. Shade goes through the motions of explaining how he uses his magic to help him wear armor and wield weapons- how he manipulates the pull of power inside him into his blade, into his armor, how he makes them seem lighter and easier to use and wear.

And Callahan follows suit. He goes through the motions of swordplay, focusing and directing his magic into it. And slowly, it seems the blade gets lighter and light in his palm.

After a little while of this, Shade says that he would like to try something to really help Cal in the middle of a real battle. And he summons a demon.

Now, as Shade summons this demon, he explains that he has control over it. That the demon cannot do anything that Shade does not want it to do. The demon is not pleased with this.

In fact, with shadowy chains around its neck and wrists and ankles, it seethes and hisses and spits that it will tear and murder and shred Callahan and Shade to scraps. Shade reassures Callahan that he won't let it kill him. But he asks one last time if Callahan wants to do this.

And with a glance at this horrible creature with blood and murder in its eyes, Callahan's grasp tightens around his borrowed blade and he nods yes.

And so the fight begins.

Callahan uses his magic and filters it into the blade in his hands and tries to strike the beast. He hits it a few times, but the monster keeps hitting Callahan back, and he drops down to 1 hp.

As the demon cackles and pulls back for one final attack, Shade pulls down on the shadowy chains and restrains it. It howls in fury at this.

Shade asks Callahan if he wants to stop, that if he really wants, Shade knows a way to help Callahan keep going.

Callahan, bloody, sliced up, fighting for consciousness and blinking red drops from his eyes, hands on his sword in a white-knuckled grip, the blade digging into the ground as the only thing keeping him upright, looks Shade deep and deadly in the eyes, his goggles hung slightly cracked around his neck. His eyes have a burning flicker to them and with no hesitation to his words, he speaks. "I need to be better."

Shade takes a moment and the faintest ghost of a smile flitters onto his face and he says "That was the right answer." And he begins to heal Callahan with Greater Restoration.

Now, I could be wrong either with what the spell does or what spell he actually cast, but what happened with this spell was this: he could restore an incredible amount of hp to Callahan, but he would TAKE half the hp he restored as damage to himself. So if he healed Cal for 10 points, Shade would take 5.

This first time he ended up healing Callahan all the way back up to full.

And back to the fight they went.

This happened four more times, where Cal dropped below 10 hp and Shade had to stop to heal him for a moment.

Finally, Shade asked Callahan one last thing.

"I can do one more thing to help you learn the movement of battle, but it would mean releasing him. You don't have to do it, but-"

"You're wrong. I do have to- what would that make me if I backed down at the first sight of risk?"

"...you've made a good choice."

With that, Shade released the Demon, who was battered and torn and nearly as destroyed as Callahan himself, if not far far more. And he let out a ravenous cackle, full of craze and bloodlust and victory. And he looked Callahan directly in the eyes and told him "This is where you die!!!"

Four more rounds.

Callahan had messed up his magic once before in the fight and his magic had surged, giving him the ability to teleport short distances for the next minute.

And his magic messed up once again, poisoning a random creature near him. Luckily, it wasn't Shade, but the Demon was immune to poison anyway.

But as Callahan took hits, he dropped below 10 hp again, but there was no more looking to Shade for help anymore.

He took one last swing, a move of the blade that felt more dance-like than any sort of movement to kill, and he cut the demon clean a sunder- a trail of the blade that ran from one shoulder across to the bottom of its boney hip- and the demon let out a croaking, creaking, collapsing gasp of air that could have been mistaken for a strangled last cackle of defiance.

And then it fell over, a position of defeat that Callahan may have been had he not made the surer move.

And Callahan stood above it all.

Alive.

Alive and by his hands alone was his enemy gone.

Alive and by a blade he used with magic in his veins was he that way.

Alive and the victor over a demon.

Shade healed Callahan one last time, nearly collapsing himself from the loss of life energy. He managed to gain some of it back by summoning small imps that he then proceeded to suck the life out of, but it still took a bit of a toll on both of them.

They went back to the party where everyone lay sleeping, none knowing the exchange that had happened that night.

The spoke for a while longer, Shade telling Callahan of his past while casting the mending spell on his destroyed and torn clothes.

Their shift ended and they woke up the next pair for watch and went to bed.

And now did Callahan forget to tell anyone else about what had happened?

Yes absolutely.

Did Haru end up finding out because 1) Callahan had a fresh magical scar on his cheek and 2) Callahan forgot to give Haru back his sword?

Yes absolutely.

Was Haru pissed off that Callahan basically almost died multiple times and go into full protective boyfriend mode after he found out?

Yes absolutely.

Anyway long story time but I hope you liked it ;D

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FINALLY DONE!!! I know they’re not all digitized, but honestly idc bc it's already taken me a month do do all of this

I present to you!!! The Weave of Silence party in full!!! (Technically I'm missing a member but she just joined so don't hate on me)

In order, we have:

Callahan McBlithe!!! A dwarf sorcerer and my character!!

Montgomery (Monty) Silverbeard!! A human artificer who seems to be related to Callahan somehow- at least that's what we're told...

Sylas Valor!! An aasimar cleric who's been hearing more than just his father's voice, as of late.

Lord Becket!! A changeling assassin who doesn't seem to have much empathy for his companions.

And Haru!! An elf fighter/dragon rider, who has a young silver dragon companion, Archion, and has a secret that he's only told to someone [he thought was] close to him; he's made a deal with Remmy.

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So.

These fine lookin happy as hell ladies.

Who are they?

Callahan's moms

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Him smol

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H-hey

Does anyone wanna know more about the Weave of Silence characters or story at all??? 👉👈

A lot has happened since I last talked about them...

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Because i have no self control!!!! I've been drawing as many characters from my d&d campaign as possible, markin em off one by one an tryin to get a good party design.

So let me present to you!!! Callahan McBlithe (again), Sylas Valor, Montgomery (Monty) Silverbeard, and Remmy!!!

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Callahan gets to have wings

As a treat

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The Weave of Silence

Letter Entries

Letter entries written by Callahan at varying parts in the Weave of Silence campaign

Entry 1: A Shadow Around The Bend

         Dear Uncle Mar-Mar,

     I met a strange man today...I met him in a nearly stranger way though, if you’ll believe it! I was just out for a walk around the streets on my off day, like I always end up doing, and I saw this really strange shadow in an alleyway.

     Now I know what you’re gonna say. “Callahan you dumb fuck, don’t walk into random alleys in the capital city like that, I don’t want to have to attend your funeral.” But I promise I was being cautious!

     Well, alright maybe I wasn’t- but it worked out fine!!

     See this shadow wasn’t attached to anybody, and it was waving and jumping at me. It seemed like it wanted me to follow it, so I did.

     Listen, I was feeling adventurous today! Don’t you try and call me out for being an idiot, Mar-Mar, at least I’m self-aware.

     Anyway, I ended up following this shadow into the alleyway, but uh, well the alleyway seemed to be quite a bit longer than it should have been. And at the end was a single shop house.

     It was really unlike anything I’d ever seen or experienced! Imagine that- a single damn shop in the absolute center of where I knew there should be houses and a plaza at the end of an alleyway that went on for miles!

     Seeing as there was really nowhere else to go, I went into the shop. You know, part of me wonders what exactly made that shadow pick me of all people…

     Inside the shop were all kinds of wonders and knick-knacks and strange things, but by far the strangest thing I found in that shop was the man running it. He was a well dressed tiefling in green and purple with a snake-coiled cane. Though his eyes were the hardest to ignore, a violent shade of purple I don’t think I could describe properly if I tried. Sorry Mar-Mar.

     He introduced himself as Remmy David de Pontif and told me that he sells things, all for a price. Some prices more unconventional than others...He told me that he could also tell me my future- Which of course is bullshit, you know how I feel about fortune tellers- and that the first reading was always free of charge. I’d gotten this far already, and it was free, so I said yes. I sat down at his table, and drew three cards one by one from the deck. 

     The first card was the event- what would happen. I drew The Alchemist card for this one. “A spiritual or physical transition.” I swear the only thing that stopped me from rolling my eyes was how nervous this Remmy man made me...He reminds me a little too much of some of the people I met when I was working with Xander…

     The second card was the person- who would be involved. I drew The Physician. “Someone you admire or hold in high regard.” I don’t see how any of this could ever be real. I know you believe in the gods and destiny, Mar-Mar, but I don’t think even you would believe this man!

     The third card was the outcome- what would come because of it all. This time I drew The Traveler. “A change in location.” This one made the least sense out of all of them. A spiritual or physical transition? I could write that off so easy- everyone learns and changes over time! Someone important to me being involved? Well duh, whoever’s gonna be involved is gonna make a damn impact. It’s stupid easy. But this last card? You can’t hocus-pocus your way into predicting whether or not someone will move. And even if he could read my mind (Which honestly I don’t doubt he can.) I’m not planning on moving anytime soon.

     It was just a bit of tarot bullshit, and I decided to humor him. What really got my skin itching was what he said afterward though...he told me that I would be meeting a group of others, said my fate was ensnared in theirs, that we were destined to meet or something...I want to say its all a dumb coincidence or that he was lying, but…

     ...I wonder what would have happened if I had decided to go home, instead of to that bar….

     Forever your troublemaker,

     Callahan.