Wayward Souls

𝕀𝕥'𝕤 𝔹𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕒 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖...

18+ D&D and Critical Role multimuse oc blog Semi-Selective, 9+ years rp experience Para / Novella style follows from @cyluos​

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I recently made an illustration of my current D&D party! I play Feysil, the silver Tiefling Paladin who's the Daughter of the Silver Guardian, an ancient dragon.

Beside her is Han-del-Han, the Dad of the party, token Human, and servant of Pelor. He's finding god, and we're teaching him how to love again uwu

By him is Kamus (the s is silent), our resident Snake-Man warlock. He's very stoic and smart and loves pushing things off of ships with his eldritch blast.

The scarred beauty is Zack/Fleshwalker, a gladiator who shares a body and soul with a Demon. Plot twist: The demon is the better person somehow.

Fighting to hold on Clinging to just one more day

You know, with the launch of Baldur's Gate 3, I feel like this blog needs a bit of a touch-up. Or at least some kind of update... Or maybe a remake..? I'm not sure yet.

I've added a handful of new ocs that I've been workshopping. Most of them don't yet have pages, but I'll see about working on that when I have some free time and/or energy.

Only the half elves had a face that even remotely fit but

Guys

These girls do be gay tho

It didn't take a genius to see that Talyn was acting a bit differently today than any other day. And of course, being raised to prepare Azkin's vessel, Hallow had to know a bit about him. Today was his birthday, and now that he thought about it, the aasimar remembered seeing people celebrate stuff like that. Talyn seemed more hopeful? Happy? He'd made it another year. Hallow didn't really know what to do, other than make tea for him and awkwardly present it to him. "Here." ;; @nomadiisms​

Indeed, Talyn was grateful that he’d made it another year. There was hope in his chest that maybe he’d make it another. He was occupied with his current activity - it was too cold to do outside chores today, so instead he set upon repairing his old scarf. He was just finishing up by using his teeth to cut the thread when his eyes flicked over and took note of Hallow setting a teacup down on the side table next to him.

Interesting. Hallow didn’t seem the type to do something like this for other people. Least of all Talyn.

“Oh, thank you Hallow.” Even so, Talyn seemed grateful. He doubted that Hallow would do anything to hurt him. He was specifically instructed to keep Talyn alive, after all. So, he felt no danger as he picked the cup up and sighed in content as it warmed his hands.

He sipped it, and the tip of his tail curled upward, a sign that he was pleasantly surprised. Happy, even. Though it begged the question: Why now? Out of all the days to do something like this, only to have it done on his birthday... He never recalled telling Hallow about it.