Walker

But... I want to watch him do it.

I'm sorry I forgot to post this here last night!

It's really silly and unserious (and unfinished) but it has cool cover art by @walkerdraws !!

Got tagged by @theameba1436 for a WIP Whenever. Here's another snip from my second Gortoween fic. Final version will be TTS friendly with all the font nonsense built into a removeable workskin.

Trying again to have some variety in my tagging, so @picathartidae @adorablebanite @rinwellisathing @kaava and anyone else interested.

The premise is a somewhat schlocky horror where a few bhaalspawns (real OC's selected from the community) have found themselves aggregated back in our dear Archduke's realm (similar to the Kissing Booth Fic), and hells-bent on killing Gortash, due to an eerie celestial event! I swear it's a Gortash fic, despite we have Rugan and Lilla below, but every horror needs some goofballs making and bantering! I just don't know what I should/shouldn't share re: spoilers xD

Once Lilla and Rugan successfully latched the outer doors and windows, they immediately returned to their steamy embrace.  “You feelin’ any dark urges arising, lass?” Rugan quipped with a wry smile, gripping her hips.  She grinned back, chewing her bottom lip, “Maybe some more wine could entice my ‘urge’ to arise…” Rugan's smile faded somewhat, “Well, you’re a cleric…” He fidgeted, giving her a knowing nod, “so I was hoping you could, you know…summon a picnic basket?” Lilla pinned him with a deadpan stare, “The summon is called the 'Heroes' Feast,’ and right now, I only see a Zhent who’s about to smuggle some wine from the pantry…”  Rugan raised his hands in submission, “Alright, alright, as you wish, lass…”

Hex code: #71533e