D&D Somniatores + Elisthad - Stickers

Wanted to gift our group(s) something for the holidays, so drew up and printed both party characters for each person + 2 of the DM's fav NPCs, as stickers.

Small exception for one of the players, who is part of just one group, so Rasthun gets a double-feature, as the regular outfit and "party mode" bard-barian. And because another's a player in one and a DM in another did both of their Somniatores guys (cause one died, so he had 2).

D&D SOMNIS - Halloween 'Fit Swap

A quick lil holiday doodle of the Somniatores group doing some outfit exchanges (and getting creative with Wild Shape in the process).

D&D SOMNIS - Delyra Illustraverat

One of the people in our group asked if I could draw her character, to help hash out some design elements, so was all too happy to oblige~

Feat. Delyra, our resident Knowledge Cleric, who is basically a perpetually pissed off librarian with holy fire on stand-by.

D&D SOMNIS - The Heist Crew

You don’t often get a DM who will go FULL Ocean’s 11/12/13/8 on you - soundtrack, and scene cuts, and everything (<3) - but when you do, by gods do you need to immortalize this with a spoof poster.

Mainly influenced by the Ocean’s 8 one, but with some mixing here and there~

[ Photo by Jacob Rank on Unsplash ]

"Now remember when I told you that's the last you'll see of me Remember when I broke you down to tears I know I took the path that you would never want for me I gave you hell through all the years"

– I Bet My Life, Imagine Dragons

Four Years Ago, Ardenweald

The Veil that stood between Life and Death was still tenuous, then. No longer torn asunder but gossamer-thin in its renewal. Growing stronger. Healing. Soon enough, they said, few would be able to travel between the mortal realms and the Shadowlands.

Kyuusei didn’t care much about what they had to say.

The Dream remained as close to Ardenweald as a lover. And if she went to the cool depths of Tel’andu and slumbered, Kyuusei could walk those forests again in her waking dreams. See the twilight sky littered with stars strange to her, stretching above the canopy. Feel cool grasses beneath her feet.

Could walk with her again. With Delyra.

Sometimes, her love was a fox, lambent and shimmering in her soul’s shape. But on rare occasions, she walked in the form that Kyuu remembered. Slender like the willow, hair laden with midnight. Secrets in her smile. A form outlined in stars.

They talked of nothing most times. After the tears, and the confessions, and the forgiveness. The mending of what had been broken by fire, all those years ago.

But in this dream, Delyra was quiet. She walked silently on two legs next to Kyuusei, their hands entwined, Delyra’s feet leaving no trace in the soft grasses.

“We can’t do this much longer,” she finally said.

D&D SOMNIS - A Particular Set of Skills

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Ameth'aran

“What are you doing up there?!?”

Tucked away in the high branches, the two young kaldorei’s giggling conversation fell to silence at the strident voice from the ground below. Delyra covered her mouth with her hands, eyes wide in mirthful mock-alarm, while Kyuusei’s expression immediately fell. Her mother’s tone was unmistakable.

“Kyuusei! Come down here at once!”

“Min’daaaa, we’re fine up here.”

“You are perched in the branches of an Ancient!”

“He doesn’t mind,” Kyuu protested, patting a branch, “do you?” The Ancient of Lore’s boughs shifted gently, a low, creaking rumble the only response.

“It is disrespectful, child. Come down here immediately.”

The edge in her mother’s tone had grown sharp; Kyuusei was fully aware that either lengthy prayers to Elune’s grace or exhausting training under a watchful, unforgiving eye were to follow. Likely both. Her grimace at her fate, fortunately, was hidden from below by the Ancient’s branches. Hidden to her mother, but not to the other girl sharing their perch.

Delyra leaned forward, her eyes dancing as she placed a quick kiss on Kyuusei’s cheek. “It’s okay Sei-sei, I’ll see you in Nighthaven. You better go.”

A blush gave way to a smile. “Ah... okay.”

“KYUUSEI!”

“Coming!”

Reference: Influences - Delyra

The Firelands

“Hold her down.”

Hands gripped Kyuusei’s shoulders, too strong for her to resist, and she was pushed face-down to the stone slab with her arms pulled cruelly behind her.

“I came to join you!” The kaldorei’s voice rang out even as the stone pressed against her face - hot enough to redden her skin. “I offered myself!”

“You offered nothing.” More than the harsh sound of his voice, she felt the blaze of his nearness - the slab beneath her cool by comparison. “You hoped to find her, to quench her Flame rather than embrace your own. There is no place for you here.”

“She doesn’t belong with you!”

An abrupt movement behind her, caught only in the edge of her sight, as claws shredded the leather tunic from her back and left bloody runnels in her skin.

“It’s you who do not belong, who are not devoted to his service,” the voice said, the scent of sulfur and soot overwhelming as he leaned close. “The Flame casts you out. But first you will be marked. You will remember, druid.”

Kyuusei felt his fingers press high into her back, hotter than any brand, the stench of her skin burning at his touch. The hot tang of blood on her tongue as she bit through her lip, trying desperately to defy him in her silence.