#oc: Devleik

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I lost my only space To empty stares Oh how the light would change Like I was never there - My Friends, Oh Wonder

My commissions are open! (:

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I finally made a new portrait for my son (:

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When I was a man I thought it ended When I knew love's perfect ache But my peace has always depended On all the ashes in my wake

- Arsonist's Lullaby, Hozier

My Commissions are Open! (:

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I'm working on some new stuff with Devleik, and I needed a quick break from the Curse of Strahd art, so here's Dev's inventory. (:

Might I offer you a commission in these trying times?

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Check out my new guy (:

He crawled out of his grave right at the start of the D&D campaign he's in, and I love him. (:

Fun facts about him:

He is full of nothing but spiders. No thoughts, no memories, only spiders.

I haven't taken much damage as him yet, but I'm not sure if he bleeds. The DM has mentioned that using hit dice will probably look like him sewing himself back together.

He's just a little raisin, my little thousand year old, mummified, religious sacrifice.

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*finally posts for the first time in ages*

It's my bug son again (:

Anyway check out my instagram I'm a bit more active there.

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So Dev's D&D campaign is going well(?). We have a conspiracy board now at least.

There's bits of context under the cut, at least that what I can provide for now.

The Web (:

Shiv: One of the four party members, a human rogue/grave robber. They joined the campaign after failing to break into a tomb in the mountains, brought to the group by an old man with horse and magic sword. They have no memory of what was inside the tomb.

Zird (spelling varies): Goblin artificer, looking to find magical items and create his own.

Menna Alloy: Our human fighter, not mentioned on here yet. The most functional member of the group.

Old Man: Author of the diary entries on a parchment texture. Gave the party a magic sword that may have used to belong to a saint. He's dead now (killed by the Black Knight mentioned on the other side of the web), but we have his horse still, and it may be magical. The guy might have been immortal?

Jester: Evil necromancer raising an army from the dead. Stole some of Dev's hair at one point. OOC, I think we're being scried on. The Black Knight seems to serve him.

Seleck-Mor (spelling varies): God of undeath, among other things. Gave necromancers their power. Worship of him is not looked upon kindly, to say the least.

Devleik might have been raised from the dead intentionally? Or his original soul died angry. The party doesn't have enough information on undead yet.

And a list of questions to ask the local librarian NPC when we next play, for my own notes:

Can Revenants return from the dead without a necromancer's influence?

What kind of punishment (if that's the correct term) did Seleck-Mor and the other gods face, post-Calamaties?

Did St. Gerriand's sword go by any other names? Oathguard, perhaps?

Is immortality possible? Has it ever been possible?

Who was Emperor Malachor? Pretend I've been living under a rock.