#abban

[ID copied from alt text: A digital drawing of my D&D character Saube (she/they) and her father Abban (he/him), both shown from the shoulders up in side profile, set against a black background. Abban, on the left, is a young, thin, dark peach Tiefling with long curly dark pink pulled up in a bun and a set of small curled horns. He is reaching a hand out, placing it on Saube's cheek. He is faintly smiling, a tear gathering in the corner of his eye, as he softly tells Saube "Be safe" with a small heart at the end of his words. Saube, on the right, is a young, chubby, dark red Tiefling with medium length wavy purple hair and a pair of upwardly curving horns. She is looking at her father with a sad smile on her face, a tear rolling down her cheek as she replies, "I will", with a small heart at the end of her words. End description.]

Wolves of the Beyond Designs #95- Abban

“Oh, that’s it?”

[Image Description: A digital landscape drawing of my D&D character, Saube, as a young child, walking through some grass with their father and little sister. Saube, who is around eight or nine, is a burgundy tiefling with medium length dark purple hair in two small, low hanging pigtails. She is wearing a grey t-shirt with a rainbow on the chest and blue shorts. One hand is holding two yellow flowers, the other hand is holding her father’s hand. The pair walk side by side, Saube smiling brightly as they walk ahead down a stone path. Saube’s father, Abban, is a thin, peach tiefling with shaggy dark pink hair and full beard. Unlike both his children, his gold eyes have pupils. He is wearing a red shirt with the sleeves rolled up, brown pants, grey slip on sandals and has a similar yellow flower to the one Saube is holding tucked behind his ear. He looks down toward his young child with a soft and adoring smile on his face. On Abban’s shoulder is a three year old Vere, who is a burgundy tiefling with patches of peach across her body and short, curly dark pink hair. She is wearing a light blue t-shirt, blue shorts and gold sandals. She is resting her chin on top of her father’s head as she rides on his shoulders, holding onto his upwardly pointing horns for safety. End description.]