Cleric - Blog Posts
First dnd character: tiefling druid literally raised by wolves because I was like twelve
Newest dnd character: I am the happy goblin boy I make sky go boom for Stronmaus
Clinker got a design reboot, so now she’s literally the only sane member of this party
Hmm..
Lately I’ve been fleshing out my newest DnD character, so I wanted to update her outfit a bit ^^
18.07.22
Made this guy for some homebrew adventure, but alas it has fallen apart after 3 sessions :””^) Still think he’s kinda neat and I hoping to play him again in future.
Oh, and his name is Rasa Vedasto, he is reborn half-orc cleric of Selune. Was a solider from Damara in life, but things get coplicated and, well, deadly for him. Forgot most of his life before death and honestly, after learning some of his past - don’t really wanna remember. Now he’s just some soft awkard guy who wants to travel in peace and to make sure his dad is ok
01.02.20 | 02.03.20 | 02.04.20 Jewell Joy, tieflieng, cleric of Sune (and ex-cleric of Ilmater). He is my very first d&d character.
Lovely, joyfull and full of hope boy who living a simple live and love his mother very dearly. One of exeptions in my charcater writing style and maybe because of this he is still so dear to me
⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆｡˚🔮.𖥔 ݁ ˖🗡️
𖥔 ݁ ˖ ℑ𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔡𝔬𝔪, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔤𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱 𝔡𝔲𝔬 𝔬𝔣 𝔨𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔷𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔰𝔬 𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔶 𝔡𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔱...⋆｡˚
Commission for client on FB. His dragonborn character from his DnD campaign stands proudly on the island.
evryone look at these cool af designs!
Wowee its been a while
As my come-back, check out these dnd themed adoptables i have for sale! Reblogs appreciated!
26USD, i take paypal and wise, dm if interested ♡ [ill send the full res version after payment goes through]
So I apparently forgot to post my fiance's D&D character for our main campaign... So here he is! This is Urluk! Our tank of a half orc that is a war domain cleric! Very sweet despite being a little evil... 💚💙
Some characters I designed for another Halloween campaign that are DM put together. It was a really cool murder mystery that he Homebrew dog by himself with a bit of help from myself and a few others! I'm really proud of how some of these turned out!
This other version of Maizey is coming out better, though a long long way from done. Very ink intensive.
Better version of Maizey & crew. Not finished.
comm for @plump-nipples of his dnd cleric’s god 👁️ 👁️
Yippee dnd oc! She's a cleric reborn who died of a generic plague, working as a plague doctor. I tried to add some realistic elements such as hair colour, the mask itself, her locket and shoes, but of course this is dnd and as such she isn't exactly realistic, plus she was reborn in a modern era which I took into consideration, and she's creepily good at anything doctor relating, hence her different eyes. She embraces modern life, but does want to remember more about her past. She is religious, and I'm thinking that she will simply be loyal to the main religion for the campaign I play her in. I'd like to properly flesh out her backstory beside her being based off of the plague, but for now I'm content with finally having a proper design for her!
sometimes even death is transient
Shiny
A goblin priestess ((in training))
2020
Two years later and I still hate my dnd group.
((For those unaware: this is actually a redraw of an old comic I did when I was first getting into digital art here))
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After Battle
The hardest thing about being a cleric is that when even all of your largest and strongest allies have fallen, you still need to stand back up.
Champion of the Luminary
Countess of Theora
Savior of the New World
| changeling twilight cleric |
Doris lived in Achontros - city ruled by narcissistic medusa. All citizens must wear an enchanted mask which covers their faces forever. This mask trapped Doris in half-elven form and she can not change back however her mask started to peel of.
Why NOT To Mess With The DM: Some Feywild Shenanigans That Happened.
DM throws us into the feywild while on our journey to find a rampaging necromancer after stumbling upon a strange tree that twisted into a portal.
While going through the trees, we find a gateway that leads to a road that we need to go down to continue.
A fey man stops us and tells us one of us needs to make a deal with him to continue on. The deal being that we need to give him our firstborn child in exchange for passage. (A classic really. Adds character development to a player's character.)
The rest of the group chatters amongst themselves as I, the Aasimar cleric, stay silent and look down at the token for the fey man. Smoking hot. I know what I have to do...
Fighter: Alright, so who should make the deal?
Monk: Perhaps me? I never planned on having children.
Rogue: Yeah, but what if you do later–
Me: I'll do it.
Fighter: Wha–
Fey: Are you sure... bird?
Me: Quite sure. I only have one question to ask you, Mr. Fey... *Leans closer towards the fey man, who in reality is just the DM* Do you prefer your eggs fried, scrambled, or... fertilized~?
The table is alive with quiet murmurs of noise. The paladin is making incomprehensible noises of disappointment. The fighter is astonished. The wizard keeps looking between me and the DM as I stayed leaned over the table towards the DM.
However... A smirk comes onto the DM's face as he turns the tables on me.
Fey: Careful what you wish for, birdie... I always take them fertilized.
The table now erupts. The bard is laughing his ass off. The rogue is making loud, "ooooohhhhh!!!" sounds as she watches this all go down. The monk is silently resigned as he stares off into space. I'm sitting there, wide-eyed in shock (and probably beet red) as I was not expecting him to flirt back in character since I was so used to just flirting and teasing and could not handle it being thrown back at me.
Lesson learned. You fuck around, you find out. Especially when it's with the DM.
You know, I never really thought about it before, but my dynamic with the paladin of my dnd group is rather ironic.
The paladin, sworn to his God and embarking on his never-ending crusade in their name... Vowing to never let anything stray them from their devotion and path, breaking all emotional ties from everyone from his old life...
..Gets constantly bombarded and pestered by the Aasimar of the group, (Practically just a dnd angel) who also, just so happens, to be the cleric of the group. Not only meaning I'm also worshipping and am devoted to a God despite my carefree nature, but I'm also worshipping the. Exact. Same. God.
Imagine you're going to church and devoted your whole life to make sure you do not sin in the slightest to try and please God to make it to heaven and then suddenly an angel drops down from the sky, throws bird puns in your face after ruthlessly flirting with the preacher, offering to spend the night with the nuns as well, and then still receiving divine blessings as if they weren't one of the biggest sinners alive.
Realized I Haven't Posted Any Of My Dnd Shenanigans, So Here's Something.
I never knew that playing as an Aasimar would be so. Damn. Fun.
Like, not just game play wise, but just the shit I can do with my character in the role play part of the game.
Because I can make so many egg/bird jokes and it pisses off the paladin every stinkin' time.
The party stops for a rest, setting up camp and staying the night out in the woods. I, the Aasimar cleric, wake up before the other party members and make breakfast before they all wake up.
Fighter: Thanks for the breakfast, this is really good. But where did find the eggs?
Me: *A devious smirk spreads across my face slowly*
Paladin: You. Did. NOT.
Me: Relax, I'm just messing with you. I found a bird's nest near camp. :3