#stormpunk

Stormpunk, or the Stormlight RPG era 2.5

Since canon is out the window anyway, we decided to make the setting a “post shard roshar” in a way. After unspecified events, the shards of odium and honor folded into one another, creating a weird feedback loop where neither can really act as they are crushed by the others power. The exact mechanics don’t work or need to make much sense, it’s just setdressing. What it enables is a massive flow of warlight through the planet, and a state of “cognitive entanglement” where the cognitive and physical realms begin to intersect near high investiture locations. The old world is gone, left unrecognizable by the decades of eternal rain. Even those scarce places untouched by the Night of Sorrows feel the effects. In this new world, the silver cities have risen again, each a glittering metropolis of light and industry. Fabrial technology has rocketed forward, allowing even the most common man to stand alongside the radiants of old.

Speaking of the radiants, their role has changed significantly. With no looming war to unite them, the already tenuous relationships between certain orders fractured further, and even began to break apart entirely. While some stand side by side with the corporations that rule the cities, others have taken to the shadows, fighting for the old way of life which may never again exist.

[IMAGE ID] Two digital portraits of characters from the artist’s Dungeons and Dragons campaign. Both are drawn from the shoulders up against a blank background.

The portrait on the left is of the artist’s character, Billy. He is a human man with pale skin. He has greying brown hair pulled back in a low ponytail and brown eyes. Stubble covers his chin and neck, and there are bags under his eyes. He wears an olive green button-down shirt that is slightly open at the collar, showing some chest hair. He looks slightly to the right with a concerned expression.

The portrait on the right is of an NPC, Rosalind. She is a half-elf woman with peach-colored skin. She has dark blonde hair pulled back in a high bun and blue eyes with shadows underneath them. She wears a burgundy shirt with a high, round neck. She is shown in profile looking slightly down with a weary expression. [END ID]

CALL ME NOBODY; LET ME LIVE a playlist for wilhelm “billy” barrethal

Rosalind’s eyes are wide, but hollow, and her gaze goes right through him, as if he isn’t even there. “I killed him,” she whispers hoarsely. “I — I killed him.”

Billy swallows. No matter how often he pulled the trigger, killing never stopped being an ugly business. His eyes flicker to the blood and brains on the ceiling over the butler’s body, but only for a moment.

But some kills change you.

I drew some birthday art of @chloesclichescreenname’s DnD character for @lazynotconfused’s homebrew campaign... and then some decidedly sillier art of @kenway’s character in tacky gym attire... and then I just had to draw the rest of the party! Not going to lie, it felt good to break out my old inking pens and Prismacolors again.