#art guild

The Painted Drake isn't just a Discord Group, it's an RPG Art Community in teeth and rainbow flames.

What started as an innocent fantasy art server has spiraled gloriously out of control. Now it’s a living world, and you’re partially to blame. Your art doesn’t just get posted. It becomes canon. It breaks towns. It summons things.

🧠 Draw your way through magical quests with real EXP

> Use that EXP to level up unique familiars that follow you in your journey!

👻 Capture entirely too many ghosts and tear a hole in reality.

> Even succeeding too hard may have consequences! (Bad for the characters? Maybe. Cool for us? Absolutely!)

🌋 Accidentally let a volcano destroy a town because nobody finished the Bulfe quest.

> We don't blame anyone... but like they are all dead, so maybe don't let that happen again.

🐟 Fish up cryptids so disturbing the coastline started whispering back

> Don't worry about the human lips and teeth. That part is normal for fish. The massive glowing eye and writhing guts, not so much.

🐉 Swear fealty to Beep, our chaotic noodle mascot who may or may not be a god!

> She promises to use your soul wisely... if she could just remember where she put it...

And you know what that means?

It means you get to:

✏️ Design original characters and evolve their familiars with bizarre traits

📜 Contribute to a player-driven worldstate where even abandoned quests leave scars

🎭 Roleplay, worldbuild, or just vibe in our weird little artistic cult

You don’t have to be a pro.

Just be ready to matter, and be ready to write a story bigger than yourself ... because the Bulfe's of the world aren't waiting.

Why are you?

🎴 Join the World: https://discord.gg/XDHeX9K6Aw

📖 Lore & Madness: https://www.thepainteddrake.com

💖 Feed the Bell Fund: https://patreon.com/ThePaintedDrake

A bit of humor is the feature for this week. At the monthly When We Create gathering sponsored by Holmes Center for the Arts, we created artist trading cards. I continued the project at home this week with various designs. Here is one that I made (Groans expected:):

Today was a day of mixed feelings — happy, sad, shocked, sublime. I hadn’t been going anywhere or seeing anyone for a while, so when I found out the art guild was meeting today, I decided to attend. The town seems to be picking up the pieces of life, with various events that have been cancelled the past year being scheduled once again. For me, it mostly means coming up with another historic…

Yesterday the art guild had a wreath-making day just for fun. (Not a fundraiser as we usually do, but a fun raiser.)

The art guild president (who happens to be half of the couple I bought my house from) set out tools and supplies along with tubs of ribbons and ornaments all sorted by color, and let us rummage for whatever we fancied. Apparently, I was in a blue mood — or mode — because the tub of…

I’ve lived in towns of various sizes all my life. (Although Denver is now considered a big city, back when I was growing up, it was proud of its “Cow Town” appellation.)

But my current place of residence is by far the smallest town I’ve lived in, and although I worried about insularity, the people have been nothing but welcoming. (I think one of the reasons for the welcoming attitude here is that…