#the brides of strahd

[theravenloftwanderers]

Curse of Strahd: The Ravenloft Wanderers Ludmilla Vilisevic.

No don't ask me how many times ive re-rendered my art pieces. It's simply not a question that exist here. Bdkdbks.

[anae-art]

Day 17 - Dolls & toys

(Prop list is from @crowholtz )

[cappa-cappa]

This is a single frame of a larger project related to smthn from my table but I figured the strahd fans would eat this shit up sooooo

[crouteann]

vo 🦇 len 🩸 ta 👁️

[curse-of-dming-strahd]

it's hilarious to me that this campaign module has such a hard-on for this damn elevator trap that they forgot to give the brides ANY PURPOSE OR PERSONALITY

[sabrerine911]

Strahd's Brides 3 of 3

Anastrasya Karelova commission I did for RoguishBard

[flyingkitesatnight]

A bit of a messy painting of Strahd Von Zarova on her wedding day for Strahdtober prompt: Bride. Strahd was married to the Reinhold family to form an alliance, as was expected of women at the time. Oh to not be a university student and have more time for art and d&d :'c Also I listened a lot to "Fancy" By Reba McEntire while drawing this. "Here's your one chance Fancy, don't let us down!"... Seemed fitting. :P

[tantaliart]

the real housewives of castle ravenloft

[tea-with-eleni]

I would bring back the sun.

I loved Strahd von Zarovich. I cannot deny it.

He is exactly the kind of person I always dreamed of finding, when I was mortal. When I was alive. He’s brilliant, a strategist, a warrior. He protects his people. Of course, it helps that he is also beautiful. Is it any surprise that I was so easily taken in by his charms? I entered the mists and found him waiting. He was in mourning. I loved him then, and stayed by his side through a grief he could scarcely describe.

He came to love me, I think. Maybe he even still loves me, in some way. A heart can love so many when it doesn’t need to beat. I was not his lost Tatyana, I never would be, but I knew that he loved me too.

No gods blessed our union.

Of course not. My husband killed me, after all.

He was the first vampire. There aren’t rulebooks for such things. We didn’t know, he didn’t know that there was a way to free me from his control. And besides… shouldn’t a wife obey her husband?

It is better to be dead than spawn. I can say that with utter certainty. I loved my husband, and I loved that he would do anything for Barovia. I would do anything for Barovia too, whether I wanted it or not.

It was an accident, when he freed me. Neither of us knew that it would do anything at all, if I were to drink from him, as he did from me.

I would like to think I suspected.

I may be lying to myself.

I do not think he regretted it, though. He loved me.

I loved Tatyana, through him. That was something he could never have forced. He would not have needed to. My heart was as free as his. I gave it willingly to the girl who fought her way to our door, who begged us to let her stay. I could spare her my indignities. We needed to be certain, I told my husband, that we could share our dark gifts with Tatyana when she found her way back to us. Volenta was willing. My husband knew what I was planning, but indulged me in this. I could keep my little bird. I could keep Volenta.

We could not help him woo Victoria. Anya. Olya. Sorina. Marina. They died, life after life.

There is little point in learning to love a willing puppet. He did not free Anastraya. I do not know if he loves her. I did not.

He did not free Escher. I did not know if the boy even understood the cruel fate that awaited him.

I did not care if my husband forbade my interference with Ireena. He could not command me, not anymore. I saw no need to obey this command. What was the point? I wanted to meet her, before she died. Everything in my studies was shaped to help her survive. If I could meet her, if I could protect her… Volenta laughed at me, but did not try to dissuade me. Although we have come to feel very little for the fleeting mortals who live and die by our whims, she confessed her own curiosity.

I created the cruel charade that lured our dearest home. Volenta played her part well. I was less convincing in mine, but then, I did not need to be. I merely needed to be present, to scare her enough that she would not enter the temple.

I spoke with her that night.

My husband was dreadfully wrong.

My husband was sick.

She will never love him. Not in this life. Not in any life. Strahd killed me, but he destroyed her.

I loved her, too. She is brilliant. Dazzling. She is the radiance of the sun I never thought to see again. She is more alive than my husband ever could have been. Of course, it helps that she is also beautiful. Is it any surprise that I was so easily taken in by her charms? I helped steal her from the cold outside of the Amber Temple, I brought her home. She mourned the lives she never was able to live. I loved her then, and stayed by her side to protect her from my husband. We entered the mists together, to try to escape.

We will never be free while my husband endures.

He will torture and coerce and enslave so many like me to capture her. To cage her. He would do anything for the idea of her, but he does not, cannot, comprehend Ireena Kolyana.

She will never love him. She may never love me.

I don’t care.

I may be lying to myself.

I have, unknowingly, condemned the man she did love, once. It is better to be dead than spawn, but I will not cause her more pain. I cannot free him. Not without damning him further. But perhaps she can, someday. I am not kind. It would be kinder to kill him. But Ireena may yet love him, and I will not take this chance from her.

It was an accident, when I created him.

I regret it.

I cannot help her woo Doru Donovich. But, then, if she truly loves him, she does not need my help. I think I understand some things better now. If he loves her, perhaps they can yet be happy.

Well. Not while my husband endures.

But perhaps someday.

Volenta, my bird, knows how hard it will be to kill our husband. She is more afraid than I am. She does not want to give up this world just yet. Nor do I, in truth, but I would do anything for Barovia.

I loved Strahd von Zarovich. Nevertheless, he killed me. He killed Volenta. He has killed Ireena, life after life after life.

So many, dead. So much darkness, for so very long.

It is time for us to return the favor.

[ladiemars]

i’m dming curse of strahd right now and i decided to yassify his brides 🖤

[beetlebabby]

strahd spending quality time with the brides 😍

[theravenloftwanderers]

The brides of Strahd Von Zarovich (Please do not use it for your Curse of Strahd campaign without asking first)

Recently finished remastering all the bride portraits. Ludmilla Vilisevic Anastrasya Karelova Volenta Popofsky Escher Belasco

[anae-art]

Day 31 - Strahd

Ha! I didn't think I'd be motivated enough to finish it

But I did it!

The last part of strahdtober

I had been holding the sketch for this drawing for over a year and finally had a reason to finish it

So I hope you liked things I created for the strahdtober!

Now I really need a break from drawing Curse of Strahd for a while

(Prop list is from @crowholtz )

[nouveaumoon]

♥ happy valentine's day! ♥

[legendl0re]

Anastrasya Karelova, 2nd Bride of Strahd Von Zarovich, Art by me :)

Made for my video breakdown for DM's running Curse of Strahd, linked below:

[curse-of-dming-strahd]

okay so I'm still figuring out some stuff for my mostly-safe-for-work CoS game and I just finished reading the Krezk chapter, and

it's like

it's like a clown car

except all of the clowns are horror tropes

and they're all fighting over each other to get your attention and prove that they're the nastiest boy, but you can barely see into the metaphorical car to begin with because it's absolutely packed

and then you read the "Something Blue" section and the metaphorical car is suddenly hit by a semi that ran off the road

GANG

I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M GONNA DO WITH THIS CHAPTER