#oc: augustava

[my-favourite-zhent]

Dust is our greatest soldier when it comes to the Waukeen's Rest Crew <3

🌜 How would you describe your style? ❤️

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I think my style is character-focused and romantic. I like working in pencils and charcoal traditionally, and that also translates to how I shade my digital pieces.

2024 is the year of portraits and me Figuring Out Faces (likeness and expressions). Here are some of my favourite things that I've drawn this year!

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[fistfuloftarenths]

✨RANDOM OC ASK: ✨ What is your OC's most shameful habit? It could be something they personally find shameful. The people around them find it shameful. Or just something you just find weird but they do anyway.

augustava's a college of lore bard, so she picks up every single scrap of paper she can, reads it, and then hoards it.

but.

she writes in books. in pen and ink. not all of them - not the ones from the gauntlet of shar's library, or the poetry book she found in the ruins of reithwin and definitely not anything magical - but the rest are fair game.

some passages are underlined. some are (angrily) crossed out. some have things scribbled in the margins like "rfr suelto pg 63" or "contrast angleiron re feywild", or a couple of lines of poetry that occured to her as she was reading. some doodles or attempts to draw a bit of scenery.

novels suffer the worst. there is rewritten dialogue, entire scenes crossed out with "nonsense" "trite" "balderdash" and the like, sometimes written in sloppy capitals right over the text. opinions are expressed with fervor and waterproof ink. stick figures sometimes fight duels with quills or throw up next to grand confessions, or implore the author to give them a better plot.

augustava has a commonplace book that she copies things into and yet. she insists on marking up the original.

this does not include anything by volo, which for use only as kindling or in the privy.

[fistfuloftarenths]

OC ASK: What was your Tav doing when they were kidnapped by the nautiloid?

Augustava was returning from music practice with her lute consort, talking to Darchenka and her head full of melody when people began to scream and run past them. She started running as well so's not to be trampled by the crowd or get caught by whatever they were running from, lute slung over her back and slowing her down and then nothing until she woke up in the pod.

She's not sure what happened to her lute, or Darchenka, but they're probably both gone forever. She tries not to think about it.