#dnd brok

[norsenby]

more outfits ✨

fun facts about modern au brok: has an adhd diagnosis but sells their prescription meds as study drugs, dropped out of a secondary school that they were only in bc their parents wouldn't let them do competitive judo otherwise (but then they dropped out of that too), lives with two roommates

[the-hufflepuffle]

God of War as Quotes from my DnD party

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Modi: I'm going to commit domestic terrorism.........against my sister.

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Mimir, at Odin: Suck your cock? It's so small, you want me to lick your bladder?

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Sif, on Thors moobs: they have their own gravitational pull, and the planets are my hands

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Atreus, practicing pick up lines: if I were a viking I'd take you from your homeland to mine...against your will

Kratos, apparently a ladies man: I think I'm going to raise your rent

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Odin: the Geneva convention just holds people back

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Freya: man I want a wife

Odin: I'll be your wife

Freya: you are not a wife, nor are you mine.

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Freyr: it was me who was gay with socks on. I was hot and homosexual.

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Heimdal: schizophobia is a real problem in this society

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Freya: -unless they're Keebler elves

Baldur: then they're delicious

***silence***

Freya: Baldur...you don't eat the elves, did you eat a Keebler elf??

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Thor, holding up a novelty flask: hey you think this is enough to get me drunk?

Heimdal: my brother in christ you are Mexican Robert Baratheon no it's not enough

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Brok: ITS UNION PACIFIC I FUCKING HATE THEM

Brok, to the train: ILL FUCKING KILL YOU

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Sindri: I am in fact a timid autistic white boy

[lime-sketches114]

DU'FOUS AKA DOOFUS (WITH HOOVER)

Here's my gnome OC in the style of fantasy/Dnd/GoW ;3

He's a friend of Flash's and he's super dense and sneaky. His familiar Hoover is always by his side, He's a raccoon! They both like to travel around the world for treasure and food.

(he also may or may not have a crush of Flash hehehe...)

(I'd like to see Brok and Sindri react to this guy lol)

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[robtriestokeepadiary]

What a nice day. Spent it being social and working with everyone in one room. Wow. Worked on one story but maybe it wasn't the right one. Was really nice chatting with everyone. So hard with not being able to eat food. Ate a soup after work really quick the off to ax throwing. So many nice conversations. Had a nice berry cider. Was embarrassed about someone ordered an extra meal and offered it to me and i couldn't eat it . There was a shoting by happy dans, dnd dome one brok into atlantid so bad news day

[shamelessinnerbeast]

Colored version - Finished gift for a friend playing Solasta with their favorite orc leader Brok and their elf green mage.

[galaxydustandstuff]

The dnd group I DM (first time players and first time DM - don’t try this at home kids). Our nb bardic elf Tarry Stiles, our stinky big tiddied human arcane trickster Nev Faulkner, and our war criminal dwarf fighter Brok Grogman. Please don’t talk to us about bears.

[badgerlordstudios]

Next dwarf for #inktober is Brok from God of War, just you know picture him blue... I am thinking of drawing up some of my D&D dwarf characters and other OC dwarves instead of all of it being fan art, what do you think? #inktober2019 #dwarf #brok #godofwar #norsemythology #fantasy #fantasyart #fanart #dungeonsanddragons #dnd #art #illustration #artistsoninstagram #artistoninstagram #artistsofinstagram #instaart #instaartist #instaartwork #badgerlordstudios https://www.instagram.com/p/B3XUiJihqey/?igshid=136x6qbj1fe4l

[krankittoeleven]

3, 17, 28 for 'the questions for writers'? 🖋

Thanks for the ask! :)

3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?

Oh gawd. I don't really have one. Sometimes I will say I'm gonna write and i sit down and just write and sometimes I say I'm gonna write and then I make breakfast and watch a youtube video, then listen to some music while scrolling through Tumblr and then I work on some world building for a different fic than the one I was intending to work on and then i scroll through tumblr and then I stare at google doc for awhile until I realize its lunch time and then I make lunch...I'm sure you can see where that is going. And it's definitely cursed. LOL

17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.

Oh boy.  I have like 7 WIPS. :D  Hmm...a lot of them have twists that I don’t want to hint at or spoil so...let’s see...Since you are a fallout fan I’ll roll with my as yet unnamed Sole Survivor/Hancock fic (its tentatively named Pickman’s Better Model, but not sure if I’m sticking with that) in which Sole is tasked with bringing Hancock to meet Richard Pickman after he investigates Pickman Gallery.  As a big Lovecraft fan I’m totally in love with all of the Lovecraft references in FO4, and I really wanted to write something that involves them.  And then I decided that since in the canon of Lovecraft’s story Pickman’s Model, Pickman is obsessed with ghouls, it would be kind of funny but also rather fitting if in the FO4 canon Pickman became obsessed with ghouls because of Hancock and his transformation into a ghoul, primarily because Pickman also wants to become a ghoul, but being the educated sort of man he is he is looking for a “better” way than just hoping for the best with a bunch of radiation in his face.  It’s really more of a pre-relationship kind of fic, where Sole and Hancock are getting to know each other more and they are both kind of awkward and snarky with each other but by the end they have moved to a bit more comfortable and snarky with each other.  As for things that won’t make it in, I'm waffling on a dumb running joke in the story in which Hancock keeps calling Sole “smoothie” and Sole being who he is and coming from where he comes from keeps thinking he means smoothie like the drink, but Hancock means smoothie because he has smooth skin and eventually Sole just explodes because he just doesn’t understand the connection and Hancock explains it to him very slowly and with maybe some touching xD  

28. Who is the most delightful character you’ve ever written? Why?

My current-ish (we are on hiatus) DnD character, a non-binary dwarf warlock who worships Nyarlothotep and is currently possessed by the spirits of Sindri and Brok from Norse mythology is a delight to play and write silly things for. They are one of the few of my OCs that I've ever really been attached to, probably because the are just unhinged and cracked and it's a lot of fun. And it's helpful that my DM let me go off on writing the backstory and some of the events that happen.

Ask me writing questions!

[norsenby]

some hair-centric doodles based on stills from shibary study videos :) I missed drawing ropes

[norsenby]

some yoga poses from a recent class where I was like, yeah not gonna happen, but looks fun to draw

[norsenby]

normal emotions + healthy ways to deal with them

[norsenby]

it's been a weird couple of months with not much drawing energy, but here are some sketches

[the-hufflepuffle]

God of War Quotes my friends have said part whatever

Mimir about Kratos: he's got daddy milkers

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Odin about Nidhogg: I'm sending that fucking lemur to war

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Atreus: I'm not a violent dog i don't know why I bite

Baldur: i do! I have rabies!

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Freyr to Brok: i hope your neighbors hear you touching some poor soul

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Magni: why are you choking Baldur?

Modi: because he likes it

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Atreus: how hot are your nuts right now?

Surtr: scalding

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Modi: booty up gets the win

Thrud: we're still talking about push ups right?

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Munin: Im the opposite of an emotional support dog. I'm an emotional distress dog.

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Freyr: i was not pouting like a 2 year old...I was just pouting

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Odin: hiw much money would someone have to pay you to let them give you chlamydia?

Thor, misinterpreting the question: none.

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Kratos: it takes about 3/4 of a day

Baldur: so 3 hours?

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Odin: i only pay attention to Loki because he reminds me of myself

(My brother actually said this I'm doing a Norse DnD campaign)

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Freyr: I want to talk to Asmodeous--wait who sent us off?

Freya, tired: Espen the Jarl. Asmodeous is the demon of lust

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Freya: if Odin is mean to me today...I might bite him

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Freyr: sometimes I like to suck my own dick

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(Playing a monarchy based game)

Odin: --so we can throw out this commoner-boinker--

Freyr: you're just mad it's not you

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Odin after Ragnorak about Freya and Kratos being "in charge": She keeps boinking the commoner and stability keeps rising!

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Atreus: we go weast

Thrud: eat your wheaties

Atreus: no i don't like them

Thrud: They make you stronger, they make you like Michael Jordan

Atreus, genuine confusion: black?

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Tyr: i don't want to live with racist people

Odin: all i hear is wah wah wah

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[shamelessinnerbeast]

Uncolored version - Currently working on a gift for a friend playing Solasta (Good game I tried it too) featuring their favorite orc leader Brok and their elf green mage.

[lime-sketches114]

Hey guys! I've recently have fallen back into love with the God of War series (mostly the Norse series Mimir and Sindri are my faves} and I thought it would be awesome to write something with one of my mainly used OCs from a story I'm making

Her name is Flash (they're normally gender fluid but it's the female version in this case) and she's what I call a Draken (a dragon like person and no she's not like a DND dragonborn or a dovahkin). She's pretty small being around between 5'-5'2" sometimes so she's pretty tall by dwarven standards.

I hope you guys like my story and if you wanna see more content or a self insert request or maybe more OCs I'm up for it! I'd love to make new friends on this game! Please don't be mad at my writing skills I try my best!

A Dragon's Loyalty

{An OC × Sindri Fanfic}

{Flash x Sindri}

Warnings: {possible}, "censored cursing", insecurities, OCD/Germaphobia, skinny body, etc.

Rating: Fluffy Cotton candy with a side of sassy dragon {you have been warned}

★★★★★★★★★

{Flash's pov}

It was like any other morning now...cold, wet, and hungry. I've been mostly on my own since I've left Kratos and Atreus since they were being hunted down by Freya...myself somewhat included. I started camping out in the mountains where she can't track me half the time, nor would she want to where her main target was down in the staved forest below. Gods I wish I could go down there and have a nice warm meal.

My mind begins to wonder, looking to the sky for a sign, I soon found my answer in the form of a familiar voice. It sounded like screaming. HIS screaming. As I ran around the corner of a few ledges I find him pinned in a crack of the canyon. Trying to dig him out was a large dragon, possibly new in town, and wanted a snack for the road.

"Sindri!" I called out.

"Falishia?! Help me!!" He called out, "This dragon is gonna eat me!!!"

I twinged in pain when I tried to leap forward. Stupid stomach wanted to make me look like a wimp. I fought through it and leaped up to catch the dragon by the horns. It noticed my grasp and tried to scrape me off like I was a bird turd or an annoying wasp stinging them. If only Brok could hear my thoughts now....

"The name's Flash!" I leaped into the weight of it's swings and shakes of it's head and knocked it into a cliff facing nearby.

As that new fellow of a dragon kept trying to snap at me I knew I had to end this quickly or I'll be it's skinny snack for the road and Sindri as an appetizer. I reached for my daggers but I remembered that I damaged them to a troll last month in a fight to keep my hunt. They were basically broken and dull letter openers. I tossed them aside back towards Sindri and chose to fight with my bare hands.

"Alright worm with wings....let's dance..." I growled then roared loudly as I leapt into the air as it came up to strike.

My strikes were weakened but precise. My claws were all I needed to take it down. My easy victory turned difficult with each second as it flew around the canyon. My grip began to slip as it soon pinned me against the rock. It's eyes focused on mine. Both spark with the fires of survival and battle. When it started to open it's jaws I heard two whistles of metal fly past me and lodge themselves into the stone next to me. It was my daggers all fixed up.

"Use them! They're fixed!!" Sindri yelled out in his cowardly cry. That caught the attention of the dragon again. It let me go and dropped me. I quickly grabbed onto my daggers as Sindri scampered away to his hidey hole.

I spared no extra seconds and launched myself from my perch and stabbed the daggers into the skull of the dragon. It's cries and roars echoed through the canyon as it fell dead upon the cold damp cliffside it used to call home. I dislodged my daggers and put them away. I hopped off the beast as Sindri peeked out.

"it's...gone...." I huffed out.

"Thank....Thank the gods that's over...." He breathed out shakenly before continuing some paused work. As he turned around to ask me something, I was on the ground. My energy spend was taxing on my frail body. All I could remember was his voice screaming my name.

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I soon woke up.

I woke up in a strange place.

The ceilings and floors were fine crafted. The bed and pillows were nice compared to fur and your own tail for warmth and comfort. I sat up to see I was in a spare room of some kind. I looked down at the sheets. All pristine and uniform with the area. No doubt Sindri's work....

I put a hand on my side. It was all bandaged up from the scratches and what not I sustained in that battle. My ribs and stomach definitely showed with thinly stretched skin.

Stupid Fimblwintr...

Even my own tail looked horribly matted and skinny...

A knock at my door took me out of my trance. Soon a sliding door opened to show Sindri with a bowl of some kind. The aroma hit my nose and my stomach immediately churned.

"Seems like I had Brok whip up something on time then" He quipped.

"better now than never...nearly starving me" I snatched the bowl and chowed down on everything. I didn't care for the mess.

"now that you have food... I'd like to ask you something" he said with a shy undertone.

"like what? Got some feelings in a bunch of am I just dense?"

"N-No...well....how did you get so far gone?" He shuffled into a nearby seat.

"not much of a cook, ate my kills raw or smoked what I could..."

He did a small gag at the 'raw' part before taking the now empty bowl.

"Is it also bc of what happened? About a year or so ago?" He looked concerned.

"....Yes....but also my own troubles..." I sighed.

"troubles?"

"to be honest....my body just...doesn't listen sometimes but today it did..." I turned to him.

"H-How come today?" He chuckled nervously.

"Because I wasn't going to let that ember nosed rummaging scaly lipped lizard get one of my prizes treasures!" I growled.

Sindri coughed as his ears dusted a light pink.

"A-And might I ask what was the treasure? Did you hide something vial on me?! Ugh!" He patted around his pockets and armor until I stood up and grabbed his collar.

"You do have something that not many have in a life time....a dragon's loyalty" my eyes glowed a soft red hue from my blue hues. My dark short hair grazing his face, "and no way in Helheim is that coming off anytime soon"

His gazed was focused but scattered. I could feel his breath hitch at my distance between him. Amazing that he didn't pull away. Maybe he thought of sucking it up for once in his life.

"Well...ummmm...thank you for the gift and for...saving me..."

"The same for you...now I must leave..." I turned to go to the door of the lavish house.

"Wait!" Sindri called out.

I stopped, "What's this? Now you want a dirty dragon?"

"You seemed...cold and alone out there...maybe I can return the favor and" he sighed, "and let you stay"

"does it come with meals and a warm bed?"

"of course! I'm not a savage!"

"like me?"

"You're not a savage... you're my friend" he gently reached out and touched a finger to my chest.

I grabbed his hand and his waist. I dipped him into a gentle scoop and grazed his beard. I rubbed my cheek into his glove and licked his cheek as I gave him my signature smirk.

"Maybe a bit more?" I purred

Sindri stood cold for a second before wriggling out of my grasp. He tried to wipe off his glove and cheek.

"YOUR TONGUE IS LIKE SAND PAPER!!! AUGH!!! GROSS!!!" he ran off to go wash himself off. I swore I heard a loud bellowing laugh from Brok downstairs.

As I watched him race out of the room, I felt a little warm knowing I belonged somewhere again. I know I tease him a lot during my years of knowing him but now....

I know where heart resides...

I hope he feels the same...before it's too late...

[norsenby]

what do real people wear hmmm what about a gay little watermelon outfit

trying to design outfits for modern au brok by googling shit like 'raver outfit' and 'pop punk'