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“Keyword: Onomatophobia.”

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Aasimar Sorcerer (Divine Soul) - Master Eid
Eid was given to the temple as a baby. She was told she was “special”, an oracle, and the temple groomed her to become the next head priest. Because of this, she grew up a lonely child.
She had a single friend, a half elf who visited the temple once and became Eid’s pen pal. But the letters stopped. So at the age of 35 Eid finally decided to leave. She is now looking for her friend and learning much about the world.
The current head priest is very upset that her protegee and successor abandoned the temple. But although her relationship with the temple has cooled, Master Eid is still loyal to her god.
My dnd girls. Halfpint is a sweet rogue who believes everything will turn out okay. Devilla is a confident warlock who has a very short fuse and low fireball threshold. Knives is skeptical mafia leader and assassin on a brief adventuring holiday.
I am thinking of doing commissions of headshots/icons in this style? Comment on what you think a fair price would be
Woops and here I go again making another bard. Send help
Vel is secretly the daughter of an (in)famous adventurer who disappeared. She is on a quest to find what happened to him (and yell at him for leaving her mother!)
Devilla, the shitty tiefling, is becoming less shitty
(she still hoards jewelry tho)

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The party tiefling just introduced herself. I love drawing tieflings
Here is my shit tiefling again
She’s a Pact of the Chain warlock whose favourite hobbies include gambling, eating grasshoppers and creeping people out for fun.
Other tieflings tried to blend in with the human population and hide their demonic features, but she saw this as a sign of cowardice and submission. Instead, she chose to call herself Devilla and emphasize these features, and respond to insults with defiance and retaliation.Â
When the guards started throwing the nonhumans out of the city, she swore revenge. They accused her of talking to demons, of using dark magic - so that was exactly what she decided to do. She went looking for a demon, and found him, and made a deal with him.
Now they have a reason to be afraid of her.
Making a new Dnd character? Who, me? Naaaaahhhhhh
This is Garosha, a half-orc druid who retired to the mountains after killing everyone in the human village she lived in
(They were racist assholes, but she still regrets it).
After ten years living alone with nature she’s learned to temper her rage. She’s decided to go down the mountain and give civilization another try, hopefully without killing anyone this time.
Jill The Bard
Good at making money (and spending it). A traveler who likes telling stories of brave adventurers in faraway lands. She has just returned from a year-long trip to the Feywild, during which she’s become a bit odd.
Lvl 1 Bard
I’m playing DnD for the first time and I’m super excited

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Guildy’s OC number five: buff’lek
(Don’t mind me just doing my thing)
Am I going to end up drawing every guildie’s character?
Probably.
This one’s a flirty Darth with a very pleasing color palette.
You guessed it, another SWTOR OC I drew for a guildie, this time a sith warrior
Another SWTOR OC i drew for someone
Sneaky Cipher Nine

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Pick your poison
Development Prompt, 16 March 2018
An easy one this week: What are your OCs favorite drinks? Any kind of drink … canon, Earth-bound, made up … anything liquid and non-lethal, unless you are Nico Okarr. That boy can and will drink anything.Â
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“I don’t drink.”
Kaliyo rolled her eyes. “Ugh, great. You’re one of those. Forget it, Agent, not taking this shit today.” She signaled the bartender, an octopus-like alien with green skin and six tentacles. “Hey, you. Get us something that tastes nice and is only slightly poisonous for the Chiss.”
Two of its tentacles grabbed glasses and bottles from the shelf behind the bar while the rest remained occupied serving other customers. Cipher wondered what a cephalopoid was doing on Tatooine. It couldn’t be easy, with the lack of moisture.
The Mos Ila cantina was busy, for a forgotten desert planet, though Cipher supposed there wasn’t much else for the residents to do. Humans and droids lounged in dirty chairs, sipping from opaque cups. Hooded figures slinked in dark corners. There were aliens, too, but not many, and Cipher caught several pairs of eyes staring at her colouring. A twi’lek hologram danced at the front of the room, glitching every few seconds. Everything, including the tables, was covered by a layer of perpetual dust.
“This place isn’t so bad,” Kaliyo said. “Everyone’s bored and drunk. There’s gonna be a fight.”
“Let’s hope not before we complete the mission,” Cipher replied.
“Oh, yeah, the smuggler.” She scanned the room.
Two metal cups materialised on the bar, courtesy of a green tentacle. Kaliyo picked one up, sniffed it, gulped it down and grimaced. “Too sweet.” She stood up. “Okay, I’m going. Give me some of those things.”
Cipher pressed a few trackers into her palm. “Tag the ones that look like off-worlders, and don’t get caught.” Locals probably didn’t have the resources to smuggle enough supplies to the objective.
“Sure thing. This is gonna be fun.”
Cypher watched Kaliyo make her way around the room, bumping into people and sliding into conversations, usually with a provocation. A few of her targets eyed her suspiciously, but none seemed aware of what she was actually doing. Kaliyo could be subtle, apparently. A pity she didn’t choose to very often.
Cipher gave the drink a try. It was sweet in her mouth and burned on the way down. She sipped it slowly to give Kaliyo time to work. What she’d said earlier hadn’t been a lie; she disliked alcohol, but it would make the next part easier - being loud and obnoxious didn’t come naturally. She was more used to passing under the radar; it was amazing what you could learn when you were overlooked.
Surprisingly, by the time she got to the bottom of the glass, the burning had eased and the concoction tasted rather good.
When her partner looked like she was done Cipher sighed and stood up. She swayed a little, walked to the nearest table and slammed her empty glass down, making the two humans and the Rhodian that occupied it jump. “Anyone here know Dragon Eyes?” she demanded. “I have a score to settle with him.”
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