#dnd shifter

Pose studies but make it silly! These blorbos sure know how to sit on a sofa

Proud to announce the first character highlight of the week this is Luna!!!!

I’ll be doing some Luna art and qna questions this week since she won first place in my poll. So feel free to send in any asks with questions. I’ll be going over some other stuff as well.

Luna is a Shifter Beast Barbarian/ Battlemaster who grew up in the city of Redwater as an underground fighter. This character belongs to my player Kamd and has greatly developed throughout the campaign.

She’s a blunt domesticated canine shifter who fought her way tooth and nail out of her old life as a pit fighter. Taken as a pup by pirates she was forced to fight under the Lords of Redwater for entertainment. As she grew older and rugged she bought her freedom and found her wife. She lost her wife in childbirth, and despite the baby not being hers she loved this child as her own. Naming her “Dawn” her new goal, is to become a loving mother and find a newer, safer life, for Dawn to live far from the crimes of Redwater.

Luna now works for The Collector, and has found a deep sense of motherhood in her fellow party members.

Gunsmoke and Dragonfire.

The sharp tang of Quartech gun smoke filled the air, sharp retorts of gunshots and the hiss crack of bullets whizzing past kept Ceres low as she raced along the gunwhale. The XtoC legionaries had rallied quickly even despite their lack of commander and Candace’s pirates were struggling to find the foothold on seed eater point. A sharp crack of gunfire and a spray of wood chips stinging into her leg made her whirl, rifle meeting her shoulder as she sighted in on the sniper rising above battlefield in a small war balloon. The Zew Crew ran on, trusting her to handle threats at range. She whistled loudly.

“Caustus!” She called stridently, before whispering a breath of magic into her weapon. The seed of potential nestled itself into the bullet as the dark shape of her drake raced overhead, flying like a ballista bolt loosed towards the war balloon. Rifle stock met her shoulder, her finger light on the trigger, the iron site met her target, HsssssCRK! The quar engaged and her rifle bucked into her shoulder.

The shot spun the sniper as it impacted before exploding into a volley of flechets that ripped through the balloon and basket. The rig began to sink, falling down towards the legion below as Caustus raced in, unable to breath more than sparks- but it was enough. The gas leaking from the balloon ignited with a WOOSH that tore through the air like a storm wind to knock the legionnaires to the ground, scattering as the burning structure crashed down into their midst.

“NOW,” Candace yelled! “Over the side! Close quarters! JACKJAWS, CHARGE!”

some new dnd characters' designs! shifter and fairy 😌