#magic tome

[oldschoolfrp]

An eldritch tome overflowing with magical energies (George Pratt cover, The Space Gamer 38, April 1981)

[koffeewitch]

New stickerbooks are here 👀✨

[himmurf]

Why do I imagine this is animated and voiced the same way as Witches On Tinder?

mmm soob

[shepscapades]

This character template has been going around in a few servers I’m in and it looked really fun, so I jumped on the opportunity to doodle some old favs of mine!! :D

[quehecke]

remembered i have the free will to draw anything so uhhh

crossover of 7 different animes 🙏😈

[oldschoolfrp]

Love the tiny book details (released 1995)

The Lich King, from the Warhammer Quest expansion Catacombs of Terror

This is a mini I’ve carried around for nearly thirty years, and finally got around to painting it.  In the game, if the Lich King is positioned next to the book (The Grimoire Necris™) it gives the ability to cast a spell every turn.  To cast it, you roll a d6 and see what spell he casts… the options are (1) spell fails, (2) “hand of death”, one player loses one attack next round, (3) drain d6 health from a random hero, (4) summon d3 skeletons, (5) summon d3 ghouls, (6) summon d3 zombies.  I decided that the Lich King doesn’t know what spell to cast because he needs to figure out what the magic word of the day is… From there, it did not take long to turn his magic book into a middle schooler’s Pee Chee binder.

[thegorgonist]

Who needs a ladder to reach high shelves when you have a flying broomstick? This library full of secret histories and arcane treatises is open to all who wish to study there--though you may need to bring some esoteric dictionaries... Prints here

[inkeyjay]

🫀 Eucharist of the Ravenous 🫀

It started out as a bellyache, guts rumbling after two days of barely eating. An unfinished visage, featureless, fixing the blurry sockets it had for eyes into his soul.

The humble priest dropped his brush onto the cold floor of the chapel and stumbled backwards. The walls, towards the ceiling, all full of still fresh perfect faces framed by golden halos, that he had been carefully painting non stop for days. Faces of dead saints and prophets, long gone, commissioned by the high church as a display of power and opulence in an age of religious and political crisis. And this last saint, the one that still had some loose and tired brushtrokes for it's face. There was something about it that made the priest flinch out of his creative trance. He swore the paint moved, vibrated with anticipation at the touch of the brush.

He laid tired in the center of the chapel, exposed to a hundred pair of eyes that almost felt judgemental, knowing of the priest's internal thoughts. "Why am i doing this" "Why do i have to over exert myself with work to survive while i use pure gold to embellish... You. This" "Why"

And the faces remained still and silent.

"Why all this for long gone martyrs that had the fortune to die for their for their beliefs, or to let their God speak through their lips, bestow miracles through their fingers"

"Why this for a God that let them die at the heretical hands of the non believers. That leaves hundreds if not thousands of people to die of the pestilence outside this golden, rotten, WALLS"

The bottle of turpentine exploded and its contents dripped down the wall, dragging hours of work with them, dissolving like acid false flesh and gold leaf alike. And then blood, through the priest's hand, holding the neck of the bottle. He panicked and kneeled towards the wall, trying to undo the mistake with cloth, only to make a bloody mess. Red running through the gold, ichor like.

The priest cried holding his hand, a deep wound running through his palm, burning because of the chemicals. But the pain was not the cause of his tears.

"A sign" "I just need a sign"

But the faces remained still and silent.

The priest got up, slowly, and turned around towards the door. Why be here then. Why remain hungry, at the mercy of a dying church that kept their riches safe in mausoleums and layers of paint upon gold leaf upon stone, while its believers died in the streets famished and sick. The priest saw it clear now. If God did ever exist, it was long gone, uncaring for its creation. He might as well die outside, with his people. It would be like inviting the sickness into his chest but at least his last breaths wouldn't taste of incense. His steps echoed through the chamber, determined, reaching for the doors.

But the faces opened their lips. And with a cacophony of voices, each one vibrating with a torrent of beating wings, It spoke. No.

It sang.

Super happy to finally be able to show you this illustration i made for Tome of Pacts, a zine about warlocks, patrons and their pacts! There's a leftover sale going on right now! This is Pantheon, a shapeshifting entity that impersonates long absent gods and feeds on the faith of their followers, always hungry for more. But it's not for me to tell you.

! First of all, credits to @/gothhoblin, the writer of our team, for helping shape out this Patron "...and it spoke with a cacophony of voices, each one vibrating with a torrent of beating wings, a thousand or more." Is a marvelous line of her creation.

Tome of pacts has 11 more patrons and 24 warlocks for your enjoyment, all beautifully depicted by teams of artists and writers. Im super proud to have been able to participate in this project 💛

This short story is about an original character i created after the patron, just as an appetizer, pun intended. You get it right??

Hungry for a copy?

[oldschoolfrp]

Many of the library's books have abishai bound to them as protectors and prisoners -- draconic scaled devils from Tiamat's upper realm in the Nine Hells (Tom Baxa, Dungeon 29 featuring Randy Maxwell's AD&D 2e adventure "Ex Libris," TSR, May/June 1991)

[saphushia]

ok actually i have more tome posting to do before i go to sleep. i'm losing my damn mind

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[sylvanistwhimsy]

I’ve been having fun playing with my swanky new clay cutters from Juno3dshop on insta/et/sy! All of these are just my first few tests and entirely polymer clay with no additions! You bet your buttons I’m going to be using the sun and moon tarot ones for EVERYTHING!

[t4t4tclethian]

hitman joel x businessman (? not sure about this one but its what ive got) xb where joel was originally hired to kill xb but then xb kept wiggling his way out of every single attempt. and then joel's contract expires but he still keeps trying to kill xb because he wants to finish the job and he has a reputation to uphold here! who's going to hire a hitman who comically fails in every attempt to kill this one guy? and then he tries to befriend xb in disguise to figure out this guy's weaknesses. (xb knows the whole time but is extremely paranoid anyways and kinda wants to see where joel's going with this).

(featuring grian and the rest of the magic mountain gang as joel's hitman friends who bully him mercilessly, keralis as. well i feel like you can't write xb without a keralis. and hypno as xb's necromancer friend who raises him from the dead the few times joel actually Does manage to poison him or whatever)

[wolf-of-hearts]

Full Circle - Comic

im just saying, this would of been a perfect full circle moment at the end. ive been thinking about this since zettos resolution came out and i finally got around to it.

also wanted to do fake screenshots cause i miss it.

[benji-media]

Some Rockoon Emote ideas

[shepscapades]

I actually hate dbhc AND rvb can you pls draw more TOME

-rel

anything for you rel