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A Wizard's best and most clever friend. (Alt Title: Mr. Dekarios! When have you last eaten? I mean a normal meal!)

Unhinged Medieval Illumination Tara will force feed you a pigeon in this empty tower if she must, Gale.

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I cannot be the first person who has thought to do this.

Heavily inspired by that one medieval artwork of three dudes stabbing another dude in the head. And this is a mostly accurate account of how that fight went... I'm somewhere off screen with 1HP.

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There's been some confusion on the edges of camp. This is not the first instance, nor the first person in need of a listening ear to approach this particular bear sow. This is just the first instance in which Halsin has come upon the deeply concerning scene of a companion addressing a TRUE bear as if it were him.

He'll be sure, moving forward, to announce when he goes on his walks and what shape he shall be taking that walk in.

Regardless, that bear is a keen and sympathetic listener.

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Sometimes you kill your old boss and suddenly you're a sad wet cat but your mangy gross handed boyfriend can healing touch real damn gewd.

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how about a marginalia of lae'zel's goddamn sword sharpening at camp (i love my frog wife but the NOISE)

Yeah her noisy habits always seemed to hit right when I was talking to somebody.

Titled: "Huh? Where? Your What?". The entire camp seems to have developed a hearing problem, just as Gale tries reveal the magic devouring Orb Of Doom in his chest cavity. I wanted to include Wyll somehow because he doesn't get enough art and having somebody in the foreground plugging their ear helps the work read properly.

P.S., sorry Gale, I've been inconveniencing you a lot lately.

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"The Failed Rejection" (Alt title: A gentleman never tells). Based on the dialog Astarion throws when your approval rating is high enough and he decides he wants to lock down that meat shield sleep with you well before the Teifling/Goblin party.

I'm hooked on this style and as it turns out, praise (reblogs) begets repetition. This has been STUPID fun. I wanted to play around with the more unhinged things found in medieval manuscript doodles. Hence the horn Astarion is toot-a-looing which is not actually a thing, the borderline fantasy religious iconography, and scattered symbolism.... And the beenises.

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Had to do one for my husband's adorable spicy gf for our 17th anniversary! This is more vibrant with more varied colors than I would strictly like but this was geared toward Rob's tastes. I love Lae'zel, have from the start, Rob used to HATE her, not so anymore!

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No title. This speaks for itself. This is the correct reaction to waking up in a climate you hate to some guy showing you his teeth.

Real talk I cannot fathom a world where my Tav didn't shove him away, full force, by the face. He earned his jackass tail and devil horns in this depiction. Rorik was not happy to be woken like that.

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Could you imagine the sheer horror of waking up one morning to find that you're needed? And for nothing you know to do. You don't know why they need you, they just do. You know why you need them. They're a means to an end, a tool. Last night they woke from the horrors living and breathing in their parasitized skull and turned into your hands for a precious, impossible moment of comfort before slipping back into sleep. The idiot meat shield needs you. The plan seems to have played out on its natural course, and if so, why does it feel like such shit?

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Delicious hands.

(and the back of Astarion's head)