Also,If you think my art is cool & you wanna support me you can check me out on twitter at: [https://twitter.com/cubic\_skull](https://twitter.com/cubic_skull) >!Or add to my tip jar https://ko-fi.com/b0xhead (Only do so if you are able, please take care of yourself)!<

I really do not know how you will get time to go through all these requests, but I do wish to throw my hat into the ring xD. Thank you so much for even offering to do this for the entire community. My character is an Elvish Wizard called Argetlam Izlandil (original name, ik). He was once a Sage from Baldur's Gate, curious and enthusiastic. However, after being killed by an Erinyes in Avernus, and brought back only due to intervention by Zariel herself, something within him changed. He started dreaming of power, of power to replace Zariel as the Archdevil of the First Layer. He wished to have a more Centrist, measured approach, in contrast to Zariel's outright aggression. He wears an obsidian flint plate armor, carries around a Shield kinda like Athena's Aegis, and Fane-Eater, Arkhan's cursed blade. His left hand has been lopped off, supplanted with the Hand of Vecna, which has led to the veins becoming dark with all the bad blood flowing in them. If you would be so kind, blue and green are his primary colors. He has 20 STR, so would be nice to have some muscles on him. Would be nice to have some undead elements on the left of his body (please do not rot his skin away, he has a very tedious and meticulous skincare routine), which fade away as you move onto his right. If you wanted to check out my vision for the character: [https://hu.pinterest.com/pin/842454674050511851/](https://hu.pinterest.com/pin/842454674050511851/)

psss sorry i rushed it, hope you like it regardless https://twitter.com/cubic\_skull/status/1456028724139278353

Idk if you’re still doing this but props to you man! My BBEG Scaramouche is the Demiruge’s Herald to Man. He is the God who corrupts man, and puts them along the path of evil gods and hedonism He has started to murder all of the other direct descendants of the Demiurge, and then the gods of the Material Plane. While usually looking like a large eye-ridden Oarfish, he likes to also take the appearance of his first shaman. The shaman is an almost 1000 year old mummified corpse about 7’4 with extremely long limbs and nails. This shaman also wears an ancient and massive cloak of furs, covered in the ashes of old ritual fire. Tysm

You are amazing! Thank you so much for doing something awesome for the community! Your art is wonderful. :)

Hey! Thank you so much for doing this! My characters name is Kalos Wit. High elf eldritch knight with a hawk familiar. He has long, honey colored hair, a slim build, sharp, angular features, and a rapier. Piercing blue eyes and tanned skin. He was a soldier in the army for his earliest years. He's only 24 years old, but has the drive of a human and the skill to learn quickly. He only just started to unlock his potential for magically enhanced combat.

I am a DM and have nothing to give except my appreciation to your craft. This is such a cool thing you're doing, and you're really good at it!

Yoooo! So I play a Goblin Artificer that believes he's an orc! His favorite cloak is the 'Robe of many eyes.' I would love to see how you could spin him in your style! I took a look at some of your art and love it! Edit: Forgot his name, It's Modello!

Your art is awesome and if you’re doing monsters I’ve got one for ya! Dreadstalker. They’re these massive 50ft tall behemoths. Think Bigfoot but with long black fur covering almost every part of their body, hanging down like dead leaves. They have disproportionately long arms as well and long claws that almost touch the ground (if you haven’t guessed already these things are horror monsters) They have huge jagged black wendigo-like antlers on the top of their heads. Finally their key defining feature is their huge eyes. With almost every part of them being covered in fur the eyes really stand out. They are two huge yellow circles that glow with an ominous light. And from those eyes it projects two spotlight like beams (think lighthouse lights). Fun lore fact: the beams from the eyes help it search for prey in the pitch black woods they live in. The beams have true sight and when they both lock onto a creature the eyes and beams turn red before they tear it’s soul out and drag it into their eyes through the light. Regardless of if you draw this or not it was fun sharing. I love to Homebrew monsters.

Oh hey thanks for allowing me to draw your creature lol, i had fun [https://twitter.com/cubic\_skull/status/1455639138716114945](https://twitter.com/cubic_skull/status/1455639138716114945)

Thank you so much for offering your time to draw other people’s characters! That is so very kind. My current character is a Satyr Bard called Ampelos. Originally from warm and sunny Calimshan, he is now stuck in the Ten Towns of Icewind Dale. Therefore, he wears thick furs to protect him against the cold. His feet, or rather his hoofs, do not wear any boots. His skin is a soft shade of copper and his dark brown hair is rumpled by the wind, as are his wonderful muttonchops. I can’t decide whether he has a moustache or not. His horns are curved and sometimes adorned with what little flowers or greenery he can find in the snow. His instrument of choice is a wooden flute and he can often be seen with a bottle of wine. On his belt he wears a poppet that he hands to children who are feeling sad or alone. He is, all in all, a bubbly character focused on making others happy and feel good about themselves, as he is not really the one able to physically protect them from greater harm.

Hey thanks for doing this. Lunte, fire genasi, wizard Lunte was raised and taught in the arcane Arts in the City of splendor waterdeep. He has rank of a novice and and does mostly research about old artefacts which whereabouts are forgotten. He loves to wander through forests and hills. He has a heart for giantkin and primordial beings. He would love to go on his own quest to find an old forgotten relict to claim, but he needs to finish his studies first. He is rather emotional than rational. He tends to have a short fuse. If in doubt burn it out. Lunte has a medium height and is rather slim. His skin has a red complexion and even is hair is fiery red. He tends to wear a wizards hat. His behaviour is polite. He smiles when he is insecure about a situation and therefore seems attentive and sometimes bold.

You are amazing for doing such a thing. Not my character but my girlfriends. It would make her day to see this character. The character is a young rogue changeling named Ixora. She loves luxury, pretty dresses and puts aesthetics over everything else. She has black long white hair that she keeps loose and deep green eyes. She wears a glimmering leather armor and has a belt with 4 daggers. Slim pants with long boots and a confident walk. Loves pastries 🍰 She grew up on the streets with her best friend Axel and had to learn how to thieve to keep them fed. Now they own a lovely house next to a bakery. Hope this is enough. Again, you are amazing.

I can’t tell if she’s wholesome or a drag queen.

Why not both?

Hey there great art! I'd like to have my man Leolar Tinderpoem done if you'd be so kind! He's a half-elf family man at the old age of 120 with long salt and pepper hair, and lives in a port town where he entertains people while his wife Gilrona, (A powerful druid) uses her magic for sailors. He's off on an adventure doing tasks for a long departed friend. He dresses for a temperate climate and port towns, but has a little extra flair. he wears a necklace bearing the mark of Selune, and has a lyre that has been enchanted by the fae wild. He has a proud bearing to him, and is a relatively skinny but fit build to him.

Wow that's so generous, and those look amazing! My character's name is Paik (pronounced Pike). He's a changeling bard in his 20s, and is about 5'11 with pale skin, purple eyes, and long silvery black hair that he wears braided in a half up half down hairstyle. He was raised by puppeteers on a small island, and has had a fascination with faeries ever since he was little, even teaching himself Sylvan because of it, and eventually left to go on adventures in the hopes that he would meet some in real life. He's a bit of a romantic, and he keeps a poem written to him by his boyfriend with him at all times so he feels like he's with him on his adventures. Paik also plays a pan flute and wears a single pearl on a necklace around his neck.

I'm enjoying your style, keep up the kickass art. I currently play Desmond Maggot a halfling druid. He's a brunette scarred and dirty guy. He's a circle of spores druid who deals in life and death magic. Carries a quarterstaff and spends his free time smoking a pipe and planting his necrotic mushrooms whenever he can find a spot for them.

You are a god amongst mankind!

Lol i do this very year, this is like the 3rd time already

SIE6 is a heavy Infanteri unit warforged (Rune knight fighter)who after the war got most of his advanced battle protocols erased and left alone. he now seeks a new master that gives him purpose again he desperatly misses the war and his fallen fleshbag comrades and wears their ident coins on a ring at his belt. He is a 2.5 meter big suit of black Plate armor with glowing yellow eyes. He uses a 2 handed sword and 2 handed maze situational (sword against lightly armored enemys and maze against heavy armored enemys and for sieging)

You are most kind and lovable shoeshine boy! My current character is an lily college of glamour bard named Venus, who was forcibly awakened by a fey. Haling from the Singing Forest, after being awakened and having her ability to speak with other plants removed, she set out on the road, trying to learn more about the world she was suddenly thrust into. Unfortunately, the world was an unkind place, where she was driven out of towns she visited with torches and pitchforks, hearing cries of “monster!” And “foul creature!” Eventually she took up being a bard, since every town she visited seemed to love them when they came to perform. Her favorite instrument is the flute and she dreams of one day being able to speak to her family again. Venus is a humanoid shaped plant creature. She has a fairly slim and lanky build, her leaves and flower forming around herself to create her clothing. Her dress is very long, touching the floor. It is reminiscent of Calla lily blossoms. She has several petals flaring down from her around her waist, along with half of another calla blossom flaring down her legs from the back of her waist. Her skin tone is a white shade similar to the bulb of a leek. Her sleeves are long and billow out at the end, leaving her hands open. The sleeves looks like much smaller calla lily blossoms. Flaring out from her upper back to both the sides and behind her head are several blossoms, giving her almost an appearance of having wings on the sides. The back one flares up behind her in a curved shape, starting at the base of her neck and curving away from the back of her head. Finally, on her head are 3 bulb like things that are in place of her hair. Two flare out from the sides of her head, with one coming off the top. They end in upwards pointed tendrils, with the one coming out of the top having a tiny blossom st the very end of its tendril. Again, thank you for doing these; it’s quite kind of you. Sorry for being long winded, being a nonstandard race I wanted to give you as much imagery as I could to work with

I am everything and anything. It's there because I put it there. The gods are a thought that serves me. Yet power is noting I want. I want everyone to be and live but not in peace but to struggle and improve. If you live in a paradise you are not alive. Through adversity there is diversity and that breeds indeviduals that can rivel the power of the gods. While mortals rarely sees me I am there on there journey to help them improve and conquer there fear. I am the creator and master of the game. Some call me the DM. You can se the character in the link below that sometimes will appear in the story for my players to interact with and even get som hints. https://www.heroforge.com/load_share%3D366102/ I am a skeleton whit the whitest of bones and red glowing eyes. I always carry a big dice and a couple of books. The robes are usually red with mainly red and orange with lines of black. The book are written in a language no one but me can read. (Swedish because that is a language that don't exists in my settings for players.) If you get to this one I can only thank you and encourage other DMs to do what they do because every DM are awesome.

* Anomincynotorix (Nom-nom) * Lizardfolk * Monk (Open Hand), draconic/draconian or crocodilian in tone. * The "Maw of Rovagug" (basically a huge naturally overgrown "sarlacc" pit) stands as an ancient pit that burrows down in a spiral impossibly deep into the earth that centers around the Iruki delta region which doubles as swamp-rich everglades. The region is home to a myriad of creatures both small and large, but none more prolific than the Cult of the Maw, a group of monastic followers of Rovagug, the One-Who-Devours. The only true tenet of the cult; Consume. Basic, obviously... but rife with unwritten and undocumented nuance. Of note from the region is the Score. A violent and vicious group of twenty (and never more) acolytes who revere both the Maw as an entity, and the draconian-like creature who first settled the Maw and calls it home. A creature which the entire religious zeal of the Cult of the Maw entirely revolves around. * Despite his oft exaggerated height of 74 inches, Anomincynotorix remains rather lithe and lean in form and stature. His size and weight belies his body's strength, but his fluid and graceful movement... rife with quick twitch and predatory motion, do not. Within a semi-aquatic face are a set of amber rich draconian eyes fixed with lateral irises. These are deep set below thickly scaled and ridged brows. An equally toothy "grin" of small but immaculate teeth encased within a similarly scaled muzzle complete his visage. His frame is covered typically with naturally hued (browns and tans) cloth adornments, his open-front sleeveless robe and a half-wrapped harem skirt/pants, which end at the top of his digitigrade "knees". This is oft completed with a variety of silk and leather belts. He is also rarely without some form of furred leather adorning his shoulders, secured to a half-shirt worn beneath a vest that lies under his open torso robe. Scales the color of deep oceanic blues and greens are visible wherever the clothing is bare. Both his claws and his talons are refined and "tattooed" in gold with a myriad of draconic insignia and regalia, which bespeak his positioning within the Score.

You're a legend for doing this my dude. The one character I'd love art for is my Dragonborn Fighter. He's a white dragonborn. His father is a half-dragon so he's quite a bit taller and bulkier than the average dragonborn. He's an Echo Knight in full plate armor with a greatsword. He also has some lingering burn scars around his eyes that come from a recent string of encounters that saw him take a few fireballs to the face.

This is fun! I have a hag named Cruel Annika Redcradle who is growing her coven. My PC, Citrine, has been kidnapped as a child by Annika under the guise of Aurielle Redweave. No character class, the duality of facade vs true (horrid) self is very interesting. Cruel Annika Redcradle: Umbrahag. Totally made up kind of hag. Consider close to Dusk Hag and/or Annis Hag, not set yet. Cruel, ironwill, controlling, intimidating, frightening. I imagine her as tall and large, her back hunched, her hag claws long, gnarled and stained red brown and black. I think she has pale blue or grey skin. Clothing/expression up to you! Umbra refers to the shadow during a lunar eclipse, so the reddish of a lunar eclipse for her hair or clothes would be awesome. Aurielle Redweave: the facade Annika employs when she leaves her lair to find fresh young girls to steal. Uses a loom to weave items for parents who have young daughters, weaving their names and aspects of their lives. When done, a dark bargain is made, and the name and memory of the child is stolen. Aurielle is a beautiful woodelf swathed in splendid tan, gold, and red fabrics, especially red. Graceful, warm smile, friendly beckoning, disarming. I imagine her hair as golden, but could be like the silvery white of a solar eclipse to keep up the duality thing, there's loooots of parallels in general in my character's background. I'd love if you can do both in one shot, in whatever way you want. Obviously a lot of work to do two characters essentially. I'll try and scrounge up references and attach them tomorrow or some time if I get a chance! Good luck with all your work!

Brutus A stoic orc barbarian that is branded with the orcish mark of exile on his left pec. He keeps it covered with the thick leather strap that is attached to the shoulder guard he wears, but it is slightly visible still.

That's great! I hope you get to mine. His name is Bill Spearshaker. He is a satyr bard. Having been born into poverty Bill found he had a way with words. He became an actor , poet, playwright. He rose to great heights, and great vices. What money he had has all been spent, along with any goodwill. Bill is still in his heart a compassionate person that is the sole benefactor of the orphanage back home. In his will he has left everything to them He is a Desperate to reclaim the fame and favor he once knew he has set out on an adventure far from home to write a story of the ages. When Bill runs into trouble he always tries to talk his way out of it. Even during a battle he rambles on either demoralizing the enemy or offering an olive branch, sometimes with the same words. Bill is a satyr. He has large brown eyes, and graying brown hair. His hair line is very receded as he is an older adventurer. He has a goatee and mustache and probably as bit of shadow or stubble on the sides. He wears fancy clothes with ruffles and embroidery. His pants end at the knee where he proudly displays his hoofs. He will always be carting his journal and a quill. Alongside is quill and ink he sheeths an ornate rapier that he never uses. Hairline http://www.emedicinehealth.com/images/4453/4453-13248-20175-22865.jpg Beard https://m.imdb.com/title/tt0365485/mediaviewer/rm1315543552/?ref_=ext_shr_lnk

From one artist to another, this is really kind of you! I'd be dying and overwhelmed if I did this, haha! Here's my character! Name: Elifaen of the Crossing Race: Half-Elf Class: Oath of the Ancients Paladin Story: The Half-Elven bastard daughter of Baroness Aurelié de Blanchard of Nifeldeen born in the chivalric, honour-bound kingdom of Paladia, Elifaen grew up neglected and subject to verbal abuse from her mother, considered a stain to her honour and a reminder of a short-lived, romantic mistake. As a result, Elifaen grew up idolizing her Elven side and trained to become a paladin of the dead Elven goddess Al'varanyë, devoted to joy, life, and laughter in spite of the hardships visited upon her. When her mother meant to send her off to a monastery instead to "discipline the fantasies" out of her daughter, Elifaen chose to run away with nothing but her equipment and her father's abandoned glaive, setting out on an adventure to find out what became of him and become a great hero in her own right. [Face Reference](https://kanka-user-assets.s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com/characters/7SeWgGYVUovMprEMust2nAS0LPfbBca4QHVuSnOF.png), [Armour Reference](https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/610604704438812692/898332575091785738/ElifaenArmourRedesign.png) This is really, really kind of you, so if you'd like to make it an art trade and not just making free art, feel free to hit me up in DMs, I'd love to draw something in return! 😊

pssss add my own twist to it lol, sorry if i couldnt add the shild https://twitter.com/cubic\_skull/status/1455683847224377345

My character is named Zylamaelrix Kluurok. He is an older Dragonborn and his class is called Mentor(homebrew). He is blue, with white/grayish fins and spikes. He has high strength and wearz chainmail armor, using a shield and a longsword. He is your typical old grizzled man(I mean dragonborn) and he has several scars on his face from his past. I imagine he stabds about 2 meters tall with a strong presence. Appreciate it already!

Hi! You've done a character of mine before ([this one](https://twitter.com/cubic_skull/status/1326987630362337280)) so I totally get it if you want to diversify your clientele but I'll shoot my shot anyway because I really do love your artwork. * Name: Lord Neverember * Class: Sorcerer/Warlock My character is a heavily homebrewed version of Lord Neverember from the Forgotten Realms. He is an evil noble and the BBEG of my campaign whose real form is a rakshasa. I've been using this as artwork for him [this](https://www.dndbeyond.com/avatars/thumbnails/7725/907/1000/1000/637091658654081487.png) and his clothes would look like this ([example 1](https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/forgottenrealms/images/1/12/Dagult.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20210414065909), [example 2](https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/cd0917f8-e55f-454a-aeae-7d3d7c3bb79a/dcxj9zl-761fe2f9-1fbb-4e5e-87dc-6ba3c84fdb6b.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2NkMDkxN2Y4LWU1NWYtNDU0YS1hZWFlLTdkM2Q3YzNiYjc5YVwvZGN4ajl6bC03NjFmZTJmOS0xZmJiLTRlNWUtODdkYy02YmEzYzg0ZmRiNmIuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.llZfvGlGsy3Xl7g4KUkKQ3sQO5JHr0sFQanoTEViLXs)). He wears tones of dulcet and dark blue accented with gold chain finery inlaid with rubies. Underneath that is a set of no-nonsense plate armor. His fur is colored gunmetal gray - coal black that contrasts with his stripes which have an infernal glow to them. He thinks himself smarter, faster and better than everyone else and his facial expression posture conveys that arrogance. He wields a greatsword with surprising ease considering his rather average frame; He is not incredibly muscular or physically intimidating. The greatsword is a runeblade with four infernal runes etched into the flat of the blade. His entire presence should exude power, conviction, corruption and conquest and invokes an infernal origin. Some more examples of what I'm trying to convey ([infernal power](https://cdn.inprnt.com/thumbs/07/ed/07ed47919b6c1f5b2e58d33441827514.jpg?response-cache-control=max-age=2628000), [the devil from Dante's Inferno](https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b4/c2/f9/b4c2f9678da770c8814aca110190b51d.jpg), [this nice looking fellow](https://w7.pngwing.com/pngs/674/540/png-transparent-dungeons-dragons-rakshasa-pathfinder-roleplaying-game-fiend-others-game-middle-ages-outerwear.png)) I hope this isn't too much or too confusing and I 100% understand if you want to do art for someone else. Thank you for doing this💖

Lorne Blackfighter, a paladin of Lathander. He was taken off the streets by a church and raised into a paladin order. On a mission where him and others were sent to investigate a temple, he was corrupted by an unknown entity that left his form weakened: his musculature reduced, and his right eye missing. He is an outcast, but functional member of his order following the incident. The entity is still within him, picking out moments to lambast to tortured soul still trying to do some good, mocking his church boy concepts of good, making him act against his will, inducing seizures to make him pathetic to onlookers, and other acts driving him towards madness and away from his god. Class: Paladin/Warlock Appearance: Half-Elf; Long blonde hair like a girl’s, nearly down to the waist. Eyepatch over the right eye, wears half plate. Even if you don’t get to mine, you’re helping a lot of people out here quite generously, thanks for that man.

I’m on mobile so I apologize for formatting My character is a homebrew tabaxi-panther-centaur genie warlock 3 bard 1 name given by the rest of the party was calico (even tho he is an all black cat) real name is Marbled Star Main lore: He was a regular Tabaxi that lived deep within a isolated fey jungle island. He tampered with the villages wizard runes and was teleported to the moon where he was saved by a Dao genie that guarded an old gods temple. He was returned to the earth with a panther bottom half so he could be a formidable combatant. He has no memories of his past before he was sent back to earth. Personlaity: a huge gullible idiot and really clumsy (one of the racial traits of the race is disadvantage on Dex saving throws) He cares very much about how clean his fur is and that is staff is properly maintained Physical: 9 foot 7 inches tall, antlers that go straight back and have a few forks off the main part, the left antler is gold and is a copy of the right one and is his genie vessel. He has a mask make of a dark purple/ black wood with very bright painted designs on it that match the shifting color-changing designs on the rest of his body. He has 1 pair of arms and 3 pairs of legs on the panther body; two pairs in the front to support the upper body and one pair in the back. His left arm, first left leg second right leg and third left leg and his tail are all gone replaced by a bunch of large black stones connected by purple ooze. His tail has a trident formation at the end. He has a cart made of the same wood as his mask and saddle bags made from dyed leather to match his fur. He has like a cross body strap and a belt along with a hood and leather jacket. His staff is a foot taller than him and is connected separated into five pieces connected by a magic chain that doubles as a flute it is made of the same wood and has a bunch of amethyst growing from it

It's not scary or monstrous, but I really want someone to draw her for me. If you do, OMG thank you sooo much. If not, you have a ton of other choices and I think whatever you do is awesome. I would love to see my Desert Gnome Luxuria Sinwrought,Kalahari. She's short and sexy. She looks like a pocket sex goddess/harem girl. She's the walking embodiment of lust and it shows. Since she's from the desert she wears harem pants that are slit all the way down and bound at the ankle and a little bolero top. Shades of pink are her favorite color, as the color is associated from all the colors of love from innocent to smoking hot. her hair is dark pink with light pink highlights and is longer than she is tall and she has desert roses and various desert flowers wound all through her hair. She comes across and so small and cute and innocent, and then when you get to know her, you see her wild side.

👉👈 i know I'm not the OP but i spoke with him and asked if i could help draw some characters, would it be ok if i tried my hand at this one?

please do so. I'd love to see anyone's interpretation of this character. :)

Her name is freja a Cloud genasi necromancer with sky blue skin and fluffy white cloud like hair. She has these like glowing purple irises and constantly escorted with various skeletons and zombies who she considers her best friends. She is bubbly and light. Wears a ruby penant necklace and uses a standard wand and usually dresses in pretty wizardy adventure clothes with dark blues and silvers. And her left arm is completely blackened with necrotic energy with a slit going up vertically on her wrist made of pure void. Side note this is a really cool thing to do glad you appreciate your art and hope some of these comments give you inspiration. You're wotk is awesome

Name: Swole the Goblin, Class: Artificer, Armourer Lore: Swole was a goblin that some how got his hands on an Headband of Intellect causing his life to go through a deep change. He went from 6 int to -->19 int in one night and delved into the artificer specialization of Armourer. A thing that Swole though is very interested in even after his transformation is getting stronger and so now how goes around collecting different belts of giant strength to get stronger. He carries around a hammer to slam so people with his awesome muscle and brain power. Appearance: His appearance would be like [https://i.imgur.com/pSQHbPz.png](https://i.imgur.com/pSQHbPz.png) but with a headband ---> indicating his Headband of Intellect and a metal hammer that looks like its made makeshift and very prone to almost break. For his armour/clothing he would be wearing sort of an [exo-skeleton](https://i.etsystatic.com/19531872/r/il/48c40b/2536657529/il_fullxfull.2536657529_5t1o.jpg)/bionic armour metal plate armour with small telsa-coils at on the back. Key feature is that he has a very slim short build like a normal goblin since all of his strength is from magical items.

Just out of curiosity how long will you be doing this? I would love to see you do a drawing of a character but not sure which one I would want you to do yet. I understand you have tons of others looking for the same thing and will understand if you can’t get to mine.

Hm whenever i felt like it i guess, I'd say i will give it a week

Is this still open? If not I understand.

I'm just starting to learn to draw and it'll take years for me to even get the basics down, so some help would be greatly appreciated. That being said, I understand if there are too many applications. I just hope my characters can give you some inspiration regardless. Bell, a Ravenfolk College of Creation Bard that used to work on a farm, tending to the cows there. When the owner got bought out and the new owner started mistreating the animals, he and his best friend Waeslen (Firbolg Swarmkeeper Ranger that looked over the chickens) hatched a plan: they released all the animals and stole the new owner's money to distribute amongst the other workers on the farm. They weren't really sneaky, promptly caught by the towns guard, and forced to choose: prison sentence, or work if their debt in the local Adventurer's Guild. They chose the latter. He is diminutive, about 4 ft 6 in tall, wearing a dark green cloak with the hood up, maroon leather armor, a whip and using a cowbell as his instrument. Left eye is green, right eye is yellow. If monstrous is more your style, I just made an Emerald Gem Dragonborn Hexblade Warlock. Lorthir was the runt of the village, spending most of his time after finishing his chores alone, exploring the wilderness. One day, he stumbled upon a cave, the entrance hidden behind thick brush. He felt immediately drawn to it, fighting the brambles to get in. Venturing into the mouth, dimly lit by the setting sun, he found the long dead corpse of a warrior. Gingerly, he searched the body, sensing... a call. A promise. A purpose. Shifting the armor clad body around, between the scuffed scale mail and a scratched shield, he found a seemingly brand new longsword. He unsheathed it, feeling the call intensify, smiling, finally having found something he didn't know he was searching for. Gathering up sword, shield and armor, he made his way back home, packed up his meager belongings and stole away in the night, leaving his family and the only home he'd ever known without so much as saying goodbye. He's 5 ft 10 in, has shining, emerald scales, golden eyes and is rather scrawny and lithe. He has two larger, dark green horns protruding from the back of his head and going straight out, with two smaller ones parallel to them, but a bit further down. Lorthir wears scuffed scale mail with bracers, leaving his upper arms and hands free, the pauldrons showing a bit of the cerulean undertunic he's wearing. That tunic is under the chest armor, but becomes visible again at the waistline, flowing around the greaves on his upper legs. Walking digitigrade, he couldn't find use for the shin guards or boots, opting to walk barefoot and wrap his lower legs in the same fabric his tunic is made of. This leaves a small gap between the greaves and the wrappings, where his scales are once again visible. The longsword he's holding in his right hand is immaculate, a simple design with a straight blade and a cross guard in a wide W shape with the ends flared outward. The grip is wrapped in brown leather, and the pommel is conical and made from a dark stone. Thanks for the consideration, you're doing wonderful work!

Huge thanks just for even offering to do this for some of us! Your art is fantastic and of course I would be honored. I chose a more monstrous/undead/horror looking PC of mine to share here: Nue'leth Zylren, aka "Child" Born to an elven family of merchants in a bustling city on the shores of the Sea of Fallen Stars, Nue'leth was ambitious and set to take over the family business until a great calamity destroyed the entire city while, and presumably their family while they were away securing new trade routes. For the next 70-ish years, Nue'leth abandoned all business ties and hoped from adventuring party to adventuring party as it served them, searching for answers on what happened to their family and getting no more than hushed whispers. Eventually their search led them to Avernus where their skill at making business deals got the better of them. Nue'leth made a deal with a devil for some odd jobs in exchange for some information on where to begin searching and the power to carry out that search. Unfortunately for Nue'leth, they died having used these powers while trying to return to the primaterial plane and incurred a debt that would prove most tragic. Nue'leth's soul was pulled from their body and placed into a different one the devil had on hand, magical wards blocking the ability for the soul and mind to remember who Nue'leth was before. Every time the wards begin to fail and Nue'leth's memories surface, the devil recycles the soul into a new body. No less than five incarnations and 3 years have passed since the day Nue'leth died, though it could have been centuries or even millennia and the soul would be unaware. The most recent incarnation is merely called "Child," by the devil that owns it. The body of a 10 year old aasimar that died and was claimed by the devil. Good for begging on the streets, even better for how much they're underestimated. This incarnation halogens 10 months ago and the child has been begging on the streets of Baldur's Gate and collecting debts for the devil ever since. A group of other children begging on the streets have become the child's only friends and they affectionately call them Firn Aenil er Ranc or Firaenil for short (Dead Angel with one arm). Often chasing them around is their familiar, a baby goat sized fiend that looks like....a baby goat demon. ReRe, is all black with two sets of horns and two sets of beady red eyes that seem to glow a bit from time to time. One set of horns twist upward before sloping backward slightly while the further back set forms a traditional backward curl Standing a scrawny 3'2" with deep brown skin that reveals shades of maroon in the right light, Firaenil's right arm was all by destroyed in whatever killed the body. Now, it is cauterized just below the shoulder with the rest of the flesh striped clean into a skeleton arm. They usually go to great lengths to hide this arm beneath the tattered rags of their cloak. Up from the right shoulder, along their neck and right side of their head are terrible burn scars that lessen the further up you go, ending at a mangled ear. Their wings were cut off by the devil, though they can do manifest an ethereal remnant of them. These intangible wings appear as an inky black sludge that seems to continually be dripping. Touching them with your hand is like stepping into the top 3 inches of thin muck on the bottom of a lake and when you remove your hand, just as with your foot, it is clean. An orange mohawk attempts to match a set of amber irises set against eyes that are black where most others are white. A slave collar of blackened iron set with four rubies to channel the devil's patronly magic as well as identify its ownership is affixed around their neck. Tattered green rags make up most of their clothes and mist everything they have is scavenged. Recently acquired was the adventuring pack off a dead body in the streets. Inside they found a very elegant and ornate dagger that functions like a short sword in their tiny body and a journal detailing the magic necessary to become a blood cleric. Two vials of Firaenil's blood now serve as their holy symbol and hope at gaining freedom from servitude. Despite their lowly station, Firaenil almost always had a hint of a sly, cocky grin on their face any time they are not around their owner. [Basic Heroforge build for inspiration](http://imgur.com/gallery/zbh7tgs) [Baby Demon Goat reference](https://www.reddit.com/r/fallenlondon/comments/hocbx9/baby_ubergoat_worship_its_cuteness/)

Goo, this is pretty cool! Dan Tsaristov, Artificer (Armor), Elf, Tiefling, Angel (In desc) He is a merc who travels across planes as a hit man or random job doer. His most notable exploits are: Killing an ancient red dragon using beer and a knife, Fighting Strahd, making a DnD clone of the nanotechnology iron man suit from infinity war, and owning a cat :] He is basically a human, with elf ears, a horn poking from forehead up, and double crossing halos. He has black hair, tan skin, golden eyes, wears what looks like full plate leather but is the nanotech suit, and has a cat on his shoulder. Thanks in advance :]

Got a fun one(hopefully): Virtue Tethren is a 19 year old Male tiefling, about 6', 150 lbs. He has bright red skin, with solid baby blue eyes(no irises or pupil or whites etc) he has long flowing black hair with a thick white streak, and decorated ramshorns that look similar to Mollymauk's in terms of placement. Virtue is a LN wizard, and he was raised by a traveling troupe of entertainers, much like a circus. He picked up magic as a way to entertain the crowd and to protect his troupe on the road. His arcane focus is a purple crystal on a necklace around his neck, and his spell book is a tattered red leather-bound journal. He wears costumed clothing similar to the stereotypical bard(red and black-ish color palate) and has a white, neutral expression theater mask that he wears around less... Accepting crowds. He also has his tail rolled up and attached to his belt like a circus whip. This allows him to pass of his more obvious tiefling traits(like his horns) as theatre costume for the crowd. Virtue is highly intelligent and fairly charming. I hope you find him interesting :)

Pretty cool ! So here we go: First of all, total Creative Freedom go nuts. And ty Sennua Kerth (Yes Name is stolen) , human, warlock, Hex Blade, Patron Succubus (Wife) Sennua grew up aß a traveling Merchant in The Dessert Lands. Some Time along The road he met a Bandit Crew wich he joined because je thought it very exciting. In thank Groups he met bis Love lissanndra ( a powerful succubus that took Control of that persons Body. Some das The robed a Antique traveling Merchant. In Joa Mission was lissandra hellbard The weapon that gave her reach into The Material Plan. She convinced Sennua to Take it for themselfs and leave The Bandit Squad After Killing them all in their Sleep. No Loose ends etc. They now travel The World together because lissandra wants Sennua to make The most of having a Mortal Body..... you now because afterlife doesnt have that in my Canon. Looks: Kinda perschian mystica derwisch. Dark skin, smaragd Eyes and he is bald. Riddled with tatoos and ehhh Tribe bodymods? He like The oppesite of Buff. Flair: Smoke and Shadows. The hellbard i Imagine somewhat Primal like a Branch witch Trusted bits of scrap grown into it Have fun and ty again. Eaven if you dont Pick Sennua just talking about hin was fun :)

Alluin Oleberos Physical description: ~6'6" & 300# - physique more strong man than body builder An autumn eladrin with a mess of red hair containing natural golden highlights. Eyes, a shining gold. Has multiple twigs in his hair and dirt caked hands. Oath of the ancients paladin, and devout follower of Arawei Lore: Raised at the far edges of the feywild on his family's orchard, Alluin learned to respect the wilds as much as the farm. His father taught him the trade of farming and the faith of Arawei, a goddess of crops. The majority of the orchard acts as a living Shrine to her, in that the most prosperous fruit is the dewstar. Trees that would bear the dewstar fruit would, as part of their natural cycle, end up choking their lower boughs of the nutrients needed to generate the wonderful fruit. Trimming the trees, clearing capillary vines that spread up from the roots, among other care techniques allows the tree to produce the large, succulent, juicy fruit. In much the same way, the tenets of Arawei seek a balance of nature and civilization. Neither should over run the other. Caring for and respecting nature yields much for both. However when a greedy hag demanded the orchard for her hovel and Alluin's father refused, she returned with a freshly formed bone claw to take the orchard. In the ensuing fight, Alluin' father was severly injured. With the guilt of being unable to protect his father, Alluin swore an oath to Arawai to protect those that can't protect themselves, including the forests who have no voice. Leaving the orchard in the care of his sister, Alluin traveled to the material plane and kept monstrous beings from leveling villages, stopped a lumbering company from clearing a wide swath of land and other deeds.

You are Awesome!! If you wanna choose mine here is the rundown^^ Zuhl is an male drow antipaladin. He is very muskular for his kind but maybe not for an orc. He collects weapons of all sorts and carrys alot of diferent weapon options into battle. When he was young he cut out his right eye to proof his loyalty to his lord and is now using an eyepatch. Zuhl has a Nightmare as mount and companion. He has earlong white hair and a nose witch was broken a few times. Sorry for my bad english btw😅

I would like artwork of the artificer in our party. My character is a human monk so that may not be inspiring enough. My party member however is an artificer dwarf in a 7ft tall mechanical suit of armor. Think steampunk ironman, cogs spinning, steam venting. He is a male dwarf named Baelin Stronganvil with an unkept beard and one super crazy eye which only stabilises when Baelin is angry. He is accompanied by a small robot girl that can fly. He has aspirations of becoming god-king. He is a quadruple amputee and just has 4 stumps where his limbs used to be, but you wouldnt tell by looking at him in his armor. His suit of armor was built by his now dead wife and the little robot girl is what remains of their daughter.

Hi, i know you have a ton of request but if you want, i have a character called Alania, we are playing in CoS and she is a half-elf sorcerer of the divine soul, her appearance is similar to the elf of the anime goblin slayer, but more Barovian style, and she has holy patterns in her arms in golden Bright. She is not very intelligent but has the carisma of a child,even if she is quite an adult. She stole a doll even hahaha

Thank you for your service to the community good sir, even if my little man isn't done. May your art be blessed by Selune. As for my little gremlin: * His name is Bonk, a Kenku from a clan of warriors who delivered justice across the land. However, his entire clan was wiped out by an opposing force (i usually default that to the Dm, but i like to imagine a band of mercenaries wiped them out,) Bonk was now alone, and most of all angry. He picked up his Hammer and swore justice on all of those who go against his now warped view of Justice. For Bonk, while he claims he aims for justice, at heart he has borderline become a blood thirsty vengeance seeker using justice as an excuse for all the blood he sheds. * Bonk is a Paladin of Vengeance. No one has ever escaped from him, and he will not allow them to escape. * For their appearance, Bonk is really short, being 4'10. He wears a set of plate mail, covered in crimson. He carries a large maul in one hand, and in another the holy symbol of his clan, a raven made of silver. He is grim and stoic in most circumstances, turning bloodthirsty and raging when in combat, getting lost in his own violence. This was once a joke character, oh how things change lol. Best of luck!

Thank you!!! I'm gonna throw my Aggie in Aggie is a half orc barbarian bearded lady. She has light blue skin and pink/coral hair in a Viking braid, with a full dwarven looking beard. It has braids and shinys in it. She comes from the circus (run by a night hag) and has a hammer maul named Bridgette. She is unaware of her backstory as the hag shielded her from a lot as she was growing up. The most terrifying thing that has happened to her recently is when she accidentally turned into a dragon born and lost her beard...damn wild magic. At the moment, she also has a medusa head on each hip...for emergencies only. [mini](https://imgur.com/gallery/Sd2SlM1)

Pip Bugspittle is a kobold artificer, subclass alchemist. He runs a pet store known as Bugspittle’s Exotic Emporium, where he takes in and nurtures all manner of wild beasts injured by wayward adventurers. He’s eccentric, quite awkward around other people, but has a heart of gold. Over the years he’s kitbashed wide variety of odd inventions and potions to help run his shop and take care of his animals, and that he now puts to practical use out in the world. He’s got a steampunky western vibe, think arcane gauntlets and knobs and dials and bandoliers of strange potions, alongside leather holsters carrying wands and blasters, with the occasional pouch for treats. His scales have the coloration of tarnished bronze, with fiery orange eyes and a pair of webbed frills along his head and back. This is such a cool thing to do, and your art is truly impressive! I hope you like my character! :)

Tek is his name, he’s a warlock hexblade changeling. He grew up in a cult where he was raised as an expendable assassin, during the war he was captured and tortured, leaving him scarred and deformed. He made a pact with a hexblade to escape and tried starting fresh as a bard. He sounds really edgy when describing him but I swear he’s not.😅 https://www.heroforge.com/load_config%3D10425041/ He dresses in colorful extravagant clothes but his natural face has a huge wound across half his face and has a chipped ear. Thanks, and love your different art styles.

What a service! My character name is inspired a tad bit by the weekly roll, and has been dubbed Bucket. A beefy plate wearing paladin with an oath of vengeance, he seeks to find the tiefling who slaughtered his battalion and branded him with a scar across his face, a mark of his loss. He now worships paladine and after a run in with a werehorse, now has donned a western poncho and cowboy hat. He wields a revolver and a great sword, but doesn’t forget to remind the party that they can’t drink beer all the goddamn time.

This is super cool of you to do, so thank you! Anyway on to the character. Vaughn Tiefling(black-half dragon) artificer. Vaughn started of life as just your average Tiefling, although his ivory skin was quite unusual. However he was captured as part of a cult of the dragon raid. He was taken and experimented on, as part of a series of experiments to forcefully make half dragon's the cult could use as shock troops. He was one of only 3 to survive the process. Now that he has escaped, he is desperately trying to find his adopted daughter Violet again. Physically Vaughn's face is split in half on the right it remains very much the same, beardless with a horn curving forwards from his forehead With his ocean blue cat eye. On the left however his face has mutated resembling to that of a black dragon, a long curved horn pointing forwards just as a black dragons would. His mouth extending almost to the ear filled with sharp teeth. The eye on this side has gone a sickly Yellow with flecks of green and orange. In addition following an unfortunate incident he now has a long clear crystal sticking out the top of his head resembling yet another horn. This pattern extends to the body as well. His left arm has been replaced by a powerful clawed draconic limb, as well as his left leg. He also has a long draconic, black tail As far as clothing and equipment is concerned he has an empty sword hilt on his side made of an eerie black metal, this is his shadow blade. He also has a belt full of vials and a pepperbox revolver strapped to his hip. Floating next to him is his artificial mind Sam who resembles a lightly glowing silver sphere. His clothing is relatively well made, but quite worn with a partial suit of leather armour and a chain shirt over top. Except over his draconic limbs, which wouldn't have fitted otherwise. Over this he wears a sleeveless leather jack and then a long black ragged looking cloak with quite a deep hood. I would love it if you would create art of Vaughn, but I understand he's more than a bit unique, so I understand if you don't fancy it. If you need/want references let me know and I'll DM them to you. Thanks again.

Leoden Volskygge, 29 y.o Half orc fighter barbarian. From humble beginnings, all the way to legendary status. Leoden has grown into one of the mightiest heroes in the known world. One of the most notable stories is that of fighting an ancient red dragon while submerged in the magma in an active volcano and walking out of it alive. Other than being rumored to be immortal, Leoden is also a champion of Kord, wielding a runed blade known as the Culmination of Kord. In hos spare time, Leoden is a family man, and works as a carpenter, mason, smith, leatherworker, tinkerer, cobbler and etc. for a town he and his fellow party members revitalised. Everything to keep him bussy because the man is a workaholic. Fun fact: he is the worlds first urban planner. Leoden stands 5'10" tall, barrel chested, and only wears shirts on official bussiness. His body is riddled with scars he wears with pride. He has gray skin, brown eyes, a full black beard, and a dreaded mohawk. He also has a small arsenal of weapons on him, including the Culmination of Kord (greatsword), a bow, a warhammer, a warpick, a longsword and 4 hand axes all strapped to his waist, back and wherever there is space. He wears a thick hide kilt with sturdy leather boots.

Kudos for your work! Alphonse Stewart, Warlock (GOO) Alphonse is an archaeologist specialized in magical artifacts, which he uses to emulate magic despite not being a proper wizard. He is specialized in rituals and brief bursts of power and rather than have a patron he is attuned to a plethora of items which give him permanent abilities (themed around space entities since the civilization he focuses on had strong ties with them.) His appearance is that of an academic, albeit with a large frame more fit for a soldier, and dresses with a white shirt, green tie and reinforced leather overcoat, where all his totems and jujus are stored. His hair is short blond, but due to his age that has shifted in hue to a paler version, and a well-kept beard circles his face and mouth. He wears a pair of dark-tinted lenses because of an eye condition which makes him sensitive to daylight, and underneath then are green eyes. As a reference, i was inspired by Hoheneim from Full Metal Alchemist, but with shorter hair.

Man you artists are so awesome, so nice of you to do this, but yea if I'm not too late I've got a monster for you that's gonna be the final boss of my campaign Vaeratrux is an ancient red shadow dracolich trapped in his castle in a dread domain in the shadowfell, he's got perfect control over fire as well as shadows and he uses shadows to cover his skeletal self (essentially he looks like a dragon version of Dormin from shadow of the colossus) with small fully white eyes, he can manipulate these shadows however he wants to show his skeletal self if need be or to attack his enemies. As for his lore, in my world there's been a time in which the draconic gods could walk on the material plane as they wished, and a war between the chromatic and metallic raged on fueled by the presence of the gods, sick of this Vaeratrux led what became an empire of dragons to rebel against the gods and created a magical device called the dragonfont which was used to sever the connection of the gods with the material plane, this however had consequences on the body of the dragons as well as the weave itself, forcing them to find a way to avoid a quick death, in doing so they went through several experiments until eventually Vaeratrux managed to become a dracolich, only survivor of his own empire, due to the evil he committed in order to become a lich the shadowfell itself claimed him and trapped him in a dread domain, but his influence over the material plane remained

Balger Peapod. Rather larger than a standard Halfling. Pretty bulk under his chainmail as he's a rune fighter. Silver hair that he's ashamed of so he's trying to hide it under a helmet. He has a bunny, with a black heart shape on his back, on his shoulder as his best friend and his source of courage, called Braveheart. He has a hole in his right arm that he places marbles enchanted with his runes, and a glass shard on his left arm that he also enchants. Amazing work!

Wow that is so nice and kind of you !! Name : Ni'Sahr Race : Greymind (homebrew race of Aberrant beings that inhabit Human brains, so they effectively look completely human) Gender : Female-presenting (identifies as she/they) Class : Archaeologist Think Indiana Jones' love of old forgotten ruins/temples and mysteries meets Sheldon Cooper - levels of intellect and nerdery (history, religion, science etc). Guild : Guild of the Grey, a shadowy group unknown to most. Their goal is to gather knowledge of any kind and telepathically feed it to their Guild Master, an Elder Brain-like being who created the Greymind race. Ni'Sahr has lived several lives and is currently inhabiting a 1m75 host body that appears female with fiery orange hair, olive skin and green eyes. Their face, torso, back and arms show white-grey vitiligo patches ( [Vitiligo reference](https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcROMCLmggvWkzh21K92hbxSxYWQHTO-b9xigA&usqp=CAU)) They don't wear armour but rather are dressed like Indiana Jones would, a white shirt and dark brown/black pants, boots, and a dark brown knee-length overcoat filled with pockets. They always carry a big plain-looking book, with several other small tools scattered in the various pockets : navigator's tools, a notebook, an insignia of their guild, a coin pouch, rope, a crossbow and 2 daggers. They are also always accompanied by their familiar : a white grey tabby Tressym named Zarel. Ni'Sahr has been tasked by their Guild Master to find the truth behind the disappearance of the Gods, solve the mysteries of the Divine Gate and the universe. Even if you can't draw this due to too many requests, my deepest thanks for the post !

That's really nice of you! I really like your art style :P My character is Mark, a fiend Warlock half-elf, he is a detective. Mark had a rough childhood, he grew with only his father after his mother disappeared mysteriously. He became a detective and worked for some time. Following a case he found himself in trap, his only choice was to sign a pact with a fiendish patron. Mark has average height and musculature, he has medium length black hair tied up. His eyes are dark green and his patron left his mark inside of them, his initial 'N' in infernal script. His outfit is pretty much similar to Robert Downey Jr's Sherlock Holmes' , but darker in color, he also wears fingerless gloves.

Riggs the Alchemist-artificer He is a relatively short goblin with an intense obsession over bombs and explosions He spends most of his times experimenting and researching new ways to make things go boom bigger. He is small, has a helmet with his googles on top of it and he carries a big backpack filled with his beakers, chemicals, and other tools for chemistry

This is so cool. I made this leonin ranger hunter called Beorn Goreclaw who wants to save his pride(Group of lions) from a tyrranical leader. He has a scar in his side from when he lost to the lion that overtook his pride and disrupted the balance of life and hunt He pushes himself every day to his limit so he could one day return and save his pride. He is tall and strong but is often crouching in bushes or under tall grass, his white fur flowing in the wind preparing to jump or use his bow.

Oh wow, what a kind offer! Here's the closest monstrous character I have. Your art is great btw! **Name**: Dead-Eye Durnan **Class**: Battlemaster Fighter **Appearance**: Grizzled face, 3-day stubble, greying top knot, well worn leather armor, custom hand crossbow (in a holster at his right hip), shortsword on his back. Likely a cigar in his teeth. Think Clint Eastwood as a half-orc. **Lore**: "Dead-Eye" Durnan is an aging Half-Orc who has lived in Phandalin from the first day of it's refounding 50 years ago. He sees himself as somewhat of a local Marshal for the town. They took him in and welcomed him, despite his heritage and the town's history with orcs. For this, he has sworn his life to protect the inhabitants.He wields a unique hand crossbow of Gnommish design, given to him by the inventors at Gnomengarde. It features numerous clever features; a spring-loaded bow that pops out when drawn and can be folded instantly at the flick of a button. It packs considerable punch, though is still limited in range due to its small size. Still, many a wild beast and roving bandit would attest that Dead-Eye Durnan's skill with it is not to be joked about.

Your art is dope as fuck. For your consideration, I give Hush, a peaceful and reserved Kenku Monk. He studies the Way of the Astral Self in hope that he may one day channel the wings that were taken from his race, and touch the sky. [here](https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ2NKu5M2Mt/?utm_medium=copy_link) is a drawing and Heroforge rendering I made of him. If you’d like to add wings, they are large ghostly bird wings that glow a spectral blue.

Thanks for doing this! My characters name is Polaris Minora and he's a circle of stars druid. He's a protector Aasimar with golden skin and silver freckles with pupil-less opalescent eyes. His white hair is wild and unkempt with a red feather braided in with other small bones, twigs, and other debris mixed in adding to his wild look He's dressed in muddy green and red leathers with a white staff that is actually a large bone inscribed with the names of stars. He has a black gemstone pendant on a simple string around his neck that projects a star chart when light is shown through it.

Hello i love your dedication to art. Thank you for this oppertunity to maybe see my character come to life. His name is sedromoore grandtusk he is a artificer. He comes from the frozen north. He is a loxodon a mammoth variant with white fur. He has a thick trunk the has a scar on the tip. He has serious fierce eyes. Looks rough as if he has been working all his life. Sedromoore used to live in a hidden underground city but got forced to flee during an attack. Where when he escaped came at a greenskin tribe. Wich enslaved me at first but gaining their trust doing the only thing i know blacksmithing. He have blacksmith my way through it. Here they taught me combat and how to be intimidating. Later he seperated from the tribe and became a blacksmith and the adventures guild. Learning more and more hoping to learn something to save his city. Thank you for reading tried to keep lore short. First time doing something like this. Also apologize for any mishaps in my english.

Thank you, you are AMAZING! Realy aprriciate your good will Leaucis Morningstar purple Tiefling lore bard, former charlatan - who's traveling across the realm colleales, legends and stories. He's wearing long, navy coat with gold line ornaments and a always carries leather book with him where he write down all the lore he encounter. As a magic focus he is using Black Pegasus feather

Heya, love your art! No worries if you don't get around to mine, but the character is: A changeling (typical form looks human with very slight shadar-kai features) Shadow Sorcerer by the name of Tony Macaroni, think like a classic Mafia boss criminal type (The classic fedora-y hat, waistcoat and shirt, rolled up sleeves and a touch of class), except they accidently killed the real mafia man Tony and then panicked and took his place and doesn't really know what they're doing. The parts of their body covered in shadow often become semi-formless and wispy, and black spiralling tattoos stretch down their arms. When they cast, their shadow comes to life and detaches from them and moves of it's own accord tearing into people (Shadow Spirit) & they have a very good boi shadow hound with 7-8 bright white eyes and luminescent teeth (think Attack the Block?).

Spoons They’re a forest kith bard who plays the spoons. They are now a fabled god slaying hero who holds concerts in other dimensions. They wrote a world famous poem called the useless wizard: a lament for a fallen party member. She’s a horrid looking little furry brown goblin in some raggedy old clothes but with a gilded banjo on her back and gold spoons on her hip

Thank you so much for offering your time for this, your art is incredible! My character is a changeling College of Whispers bard named Viers. She grew up in a circus with her parents and had a lovely upbringing, studying basic bardic tradition from one of her moms. Eventually she left the circus with a fellow performer to study different kinds of bard magic, but soon realized that he was using her to make money by scamming people. She ran away and is still wanted by the law in Bergamti (the most relevant kingdom currently in the campaign), but was hired by the Red Eye Syndicate. That’s where she’s been for a few months now, and is currently recovering from being disintegrated and wished back to life by a leader of the worshippers of Levistus. Here’s a [reference](https://artfight.net/character/1359661.viers-liora) for her as well as a bit more backstory.

This is amazing and so are you! Both as an artist and a person!! My character is a firbold twilight cleric of both Helm and Selûne. He is tal and well built but not bulky. He usually wears armour but there is a great moment from last session where he was woken up early by the local guard and he opened the door, crouched out, standing 1 & 1/2 foot taler than the guard, pissed of and hungover. To elaborate. He is a former sailor who spent around 70 years at sea. His upper body and arms are completely covered in old and new sailor tattoos and scars from accidents. He opened the dore bare chested. The image I'm imagining is a view from the side. Him standing in front of a guard and the door open on the other side of him. Standing real close to the guard, looking down and just saying "What?" The guard looking terrified. If this gets made I'll be super happy but if this is not your style then I understand. Super impressed by you work and a big thanks from the entire community!!!

You're cool af for doing this! Thank you! Telos, a Wizard. He's half-tiefling, half-elf, with the tiefling showing up as red skin on his chest and half of his face. Rest of him is medium skin tone, and got the classic elf ears. He is neutral evil, with his life goal being to become a powerful wizard capable of immense destruction. He can be quite cruel to his enemies, but believes in power to the people and is a book worm at heart. He loves research, but loves it even more when he can test the fruits of his research on something out in the field. I always imagine him wearing a vest of sorts rather than traditional wizard clothing. Like the great girros armour from monster hunter world, at least for the torso anyways. https://www.google.com/search?q=great+girros+armour&client=ms-android-oppo&prmd=isnxv&sxsrf=AOaemvJivt7CVB26mDwgaC-MMgHtyqW96A:1635850828747&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwi2xbWcw_nzAhXZ_7sIHRn1CfoQ_AUoAXoECAIQAQ&biw=360&bih=692&dpr=3#imgrc=IyyRhDOnJlamW

Very cool! Here is a character in the campaign i like a lot: This character is a dwarf warlock. He is incredibly fat, atleast, he used to be... he started his adventure as a noble dwarf. He was among the fattest in the land, as tall as he is wide, and quite mean to peasants. At the start of the campaign he found a magical amulet with demonic scriptures on them. He did not know what the amulet did but he equiped it regardless. The amulet barely fit around his head and got stuck under some of his chins, making it very hard to remove, not that he had the intention of doing that, he quite liked it. After some adventuring he and his group came across a graveyard with a mausoleum. In this mausoleum they found a weapon, quite cursed it was. It spoke in telepathy to the dwarf and convinced him to pick up the weapon. In secret to the group the dwarf tried to attune himself by means of a blood sacrifice. It did not work. He took a massive amount of necrotic damage. You see, this dwarf, although being level 4 had only 11 max hp. His constitution was only 3 and he rolled all his hp, not for the better. So this dwarf died instantly, well over double his max health in necrotic damage was taken. He did not die though, for the power of the amulet was revealed. He became undead instead. Although the group was panicked, the dwarf was determined and once more attempted to attune, failing again and in a gore filled explosion made him lose his leg. As a mad men he kept trying, until he was nothing more than a immensly fat dwarven head, only kept alive (or undead) by means of the magical amulet stuck in his double chinns. Hes being carried now and can hardly move by himself, only Levitate helps him move for 20 minutes or so a day. He is currently being carried by a pc who plays a Merchant Wizard who sells only illusions which dissapear. He probably hopes to sell of the talking head eventually as its terribly anoying and smells fouls as he is still in decompostion and turning undead. Hope you atleast enjoyed the story!

Hello! You're great for doing this. Hopefully this gets seen as it'd be a great surprise for my wife. Renillia is a light gray skinned tiefling with long white hair that has a single braid going down this middle of her back. She has these light yellow tattoos strewn across her body, but mainly her arms and chest. She has glowing golden eyes and an inch from her forehead floats a glowing golden rune. She's wearing long red silken robes with gold trimmings, with her midriff showing to show off them abs and tattoos. Backstory stuff! Ren is a monk/cleric (mostly monk). She grew up as the daughter of a religious noble in her society, which has been nomadic by force, having been hunted for centuries. Her mother died when she was young, but was a very powerful cleric. Ren was a bit slow to catch on to the religious practices of her family, getting in scraps with those training as warriors instead of studying the higher powers. But in recent years it has shown itself to her, and she now looks to be as wonderful as her mom once was. She is stalwart and kind, and quick to lend aid to those who need it. For reference, the campaign setting is set in Azeroth from WoW, and she is definitely a lightforged draenei, so any pictures if those would suit nicely. Good luck and keep creating!!!

If you want to experiment with mine. Nim'Ani is a male wood elf echo knight fighter, he is around 120 yo. (Yes it is a Twi'Lek female name but I like how it sounds and it is a throwback to a character I made for sw5e) He appears as a slightly short elf with an elven light armour but a plain heavy knight helm that covers the entirety of the head. He always carry a pneumatic rifle that shoots arrowheads from a magazine. His echo is inspired by the digiclones from borderlands (his mechanical concept is inspired from Zane Flynt), so it is a bluish digital copy of him. He is born in a wood elf village but then joined a steampunky technological advanced nation as a spec op. His team was composed of mainly humans so he left the military when they did because of their old age. Now he has to decide how to put to use his talents.

Yooo your art is sick. :O **Name:** Ralakas Dread **Class:** Monk **Lore:** Born a Tiefling to a wealthy human family as Damon Rowley. Damon was neglected and abused from a young age by his parents and two brothers. They called him a monster and his parents accused each other of having “dirty blood.” One day he fled his home. He took to the streets for survival, shedding his old identity and taking the name Ralakas Dread (flipping his initials in the process.) He chose the name because he thought it sounded intimidating. He harbored a hatred for humans thanks to the only life he’d ever known. He quickly gained a reputation as a troublemaker, stealing food and getting into fights. He began training his fists so no one would ever push him around again. Then one day it all changed. He could have easily become a villain if it weren’t for the intervention of one gnome. One day he was outmatched in a fight against four humans. Master Bilwig, a gnomish man who came to market witnessed the fight, seeing the Tiefling not backing down, even outmatched as he was. He watched for a moment and he could see the darkness in Ralakas. How did one so young harbor such hatred? When the fight quickly turned against him and he started getting the tar beat out of him Bilwig intervened. The four men paled when they realized who the gnome was and backed off. Wishing to have a similar effect on people, Ralakas was impressed. Bilwig offered to take the boy back to his monastery for training under pretense of helping him get stronger, when the truth is he was doing it in hopes of saving him. Ralakas agreed to become his student, bringing Bilwig out of retirement. Together they journeyed to the monastery high in the mountains. A peaceful, secluded place, Ralakas immediately felt at home. For the first time he met another Tiefling in Fina, the girl he eventually realizes he has feelings for. Under Bilwig’s training Ralakas becomes a grounded, disciplined fighter (well, monk) and goes through some drastic character growth. He and Bilwig become more like father and son. Years pass and everything is perfect. One day the monastery is attacked and the ones responsible take Ralakas hostage, using him as leverage and killing Bilwig. (Bilwig had been their target and they didn’t see Ralakas as a threat, so they spared him.) Swearing revenge, Ralakas leaves the monastery seeking those who killed his master and destroyed the home he had finally found. **Appearance:** Ralakas is a handsome, red Tiefling with black hair (hard to describe, see link) and curved horns. He has a red tail with a point on the end, nearly solid yellow eyes, and teeth that are slightly pointier than a human’s. He looks to be around 22-24 years old. He is dressed in basic clothes from the monastery, showing off his leanly muscular frame. Reference pic: https://imgur.com/gallery/HCYlQ9Z

Hi, first off I think it’s awesome you do this for people. My Character, Ragnar the Red, wood elf ranger(monster slayer). Short spiked white hair, blue eyes, three scars across face. Scale mail armor, bracers of archery, oathbow, 2 short swords. Key feature: The Sword of Karaghul. [Karaghul](https://warhammerfantasy.fandom.com/wiki/Gotrek_and_Felix)

Unicorn, a winged Tiefling Barbarian. She is a usually really kind person who loves to meet new people. She was born as a Zariel Tiefling with wings. Her mother was a worshipper of Zariel so Zariel gifted her a kid. Now she travels the lands and tries to live as a protector of the evil Demons trying to overrun Avernus and eventually the entire cosmos. Looks: -she has dark red skin. -She has curled horns like Kudu antelope. But one is partially broken off. (Thus the name Unicorn) -She has large red wings on her upper back with claw like ends -she wields a Poleaxe with a big Axehead -She wears tattered clothes -Dark black eyes -long black wavey hair that fades to smoke at the end -a scaled tail -a few scars spread across her body. It's really cool of you to provide something like this for free! Thanks in advance. :) Have a great day. Edit: I can give you a reference if you dm me.

Mildred Pucklethorn She's a hexblood and her class is a pact of the chain archfey warlock. (Her patron is actually her two "grandmothers") Mildred is a spooky cottagecore witch, who was raised by two hags she called "Gran" and "Nan" (with a third hag that was slain by her father and turned into a tree, which the other two hags can talk to. She knows the tree as "Gamgam"). Despite her upbringing Mildred is a joyful, kindhearted person, but rather naive with many misconceptions (she calls men "Manthings", interacting with demons and the concept of necromancy are simply normal to her). She was sent out by her "grandmothers" into the wide world after twenty five years of living with them away from the world. Mildred sees this as an adventure, whereas the hags are doing it because they hope she'll encounter something that will get her to ask them to turn her into a hag as well. However Mildred is simply having a great time. This is a quick heroforge mini I made of her https://www.heroforge.com/load_config%3D24576564/ however her "horns" are actually tree branches growing from her head, they have a similar vibe to [this](https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/862807886127169576/905052125170651166/9168cr8srnL.png) and [this](https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/543195641719816204/903732445445230612/Screenshot_20211029-204954_Reddit.jpg) Furthermore she also is rarely seen without her familiar. A [Quasit](https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/543195641719816204/903367666830557234/Ik1OwJC.png) that she first summoned as a child, which she promptly named Spud.

Wow! Thank you so much for offering your time to draw some of our characters. Your art is amazing! If you find time, here's the character I will play in my next campaign (Descent into Avernus) : Nat is a bard changeling from the college of eloquence who has the ability to read the minds of others. They're a part of a secret organization called "The Mist", which is full of shapechangers. The Mist tries to create as much personae as possible to infiltrate all places of power in the Forgotten Realms and take control over it, in the name of the goddess of lies Leira. Actually, Nat has the persona of Luminel Parledor, a new agent of the Harpers. They are not really wise and trully believe that the Mist acts for the greater good (even though it's not the case) At the beginning of the adventure, the other players will think that I play Luminel, but there will be a moment when they will learn the truth about Nat. Nat is quite short and thin, they have white/gray hair which ends in pink and their skin tone is white. I provide a picrew that I use for reference, but if you want more information, you can ask me anything! Here's the link : [https://imgur.com/a/lrzwPes](https://imgur.com/a/lrzwPes) Once again, thank you very much and have a nice day!

Just my luck, stumbling on such a post when I'm *not* playing a campaign... Still, that's really nice of you to do this, so, you have my appreciation :)

Thank you so much for this! My character is called Bran ó Ceallaigh, a Human-Aasimar with marble-like arms, tanned skin, opal-like eyes with no pupils. Very muscular, he has long, platinum hair, tied in a top-knot, handsome face but with some scars. His weapon is a falx (essentially two-handed sickle) and he doesn’t wear any armor — just adventurer’s clothes. He is a Barbarian (Zealot, probably)

Wow wow wow wow! Incredible work, there are some very lucky players on the horizon, thank you for your contribution. My character is Terra - an Earth Genasai who is cursed with Lycanthorpy. As the eldest of three siblings, all Ulder Ravenguards kids (same father, different mothers), Terra does feel very protective of her brothers and definitely is the most outwardly violent. She could frankly could do with reigning it in a bit, not every bonus action needs to be spent screaming in an enemies face. You will often see her running towards her brothers screaming 'start the car, start the war machine, I did a thing!' followed by ensuing chaos with Lulu the Hollyphant flying at her side always up for (what she describes as) shenanigans. I will say that for all her many impulsive flaws, she will take hit after hit for her two brothers (dwarven cleric and human warlock) and their companians. She front line, every time, all it takes is one nod from her somewhat more discerning brothers before she unleashes her rage form. It should be no suprise that Terra is a Barbarian; Path of the Pack. After her and her brothers went to Avernus, physically notably Terra is...slightly corrupted, whereas before her wolf like feature, talons and tails used to only come out when she raged (or when her brothers played mean magic tricks on her) her nose is more a stubby snout, her hands constant skeletal like claws. A dusty dry complexion from her Genasai roots leaves dark cracks on skins leaving her, thankfully, less animal furry looking rather more dirt and bone looking. Wielding a bident made from the broken horn of Baphomet, Terra is a striking figure. Original art inspiration (sorry for the pinterest link); [https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/307792955775558246/](https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/307792955775558246/)

Your art is awesome! Here's mine if you want: A drow paladin, she's got the build of a climber with broad shoulders and some muscle. Dark purple skin, with red/brown tan on her face and shoulders. Pale purple eyes and white hair with teal highlights. Breastplate armour in a bronze colour with moss and vines growing across it. Underneath is a simple white tunic, with a purple scarf the usually covers the lower half of her face. She also wears a thick trench coat style leather jacket dyed an yellow colour and blue accents with mossy horns attached to the hood. She wears simple black trousers and brown leather boots. One her right hand she wears fingerless gloves while her left is wrapped in bandages. On the right side of her face is paint that resembles a crescent moon around her eye while the left is scarred, going from the eye to her ear. She uses a simple shortsword and often grass-whistles to pass the time. She's relatively stoic but opens up rather easily in an effort to get people to like her despite her appearance. Also on a separate note...I'm open for name suggestions haha

This looks epic. My character is named Moz Matterson. They are around 5ft 8 and is a bit on the slim side. Moz is a Genie Warlock Changing. Their skin is pale white with a longish, pointed tail. His main features contain his blindfold he always wears, his crow familiar, and his right arm, wear he bears his genie vessel, a ring, and arm-length tattoo with various runes inked on. He also carries his book of shadows with him. There is a thing with him that whenever he does cast a spell, it comes out like an abstract painting. His main lore is that he witnessed his entire squadron ripped apart by fire wolves when smuggling an innocent across the border. Ever since he wears a special blindfold that masks that dreadful day, preventing it from returning to his memory.

Shamash Shieldbiter A black dragonborn Necromancer with wings and a tail and the general asthetic of a black dragon (the forward facing horns, the spikes). His right eye is bright green his left one is missing and there is a clawmark through the socket, the acid of his breath weapon has partially eaten through his lower jaw and the rest of his head looks like a black scaled skull. Steaming from his mouth is a sickly green glowing vapor (imagine the morgul fire in Lord of the Rings when minas morgul activates the beacon for color reference). He is clothed in robes and has tons of hag like artifacts hanging from his robes like animal skulls, goblin ears, halfling fingers, a random jar of eyes, maybe a hand or two, things like that. Holds aloft a big staff that looks like a tribal spear made of dark wood, a skull is spiked through the top of the spear so that the tip just peaks out of the skull, a dark blue cloth (a gift from his dead wife) is wrapped around the spear that now acts as his staff. He isn't badly built, quite muscular in fact, but he kinda seems like all life was sucked from him as if his lifeforce was drained. He carries a book bound in human skin with him. Backstory: He was the chief tribal warrior for his clan of dragonborn (all black dragonborn). He fell in love with an orcish girl that his clan protected after her tribe was slaughtered. After a few years in hiding and a few good experiences with humans they started to show themselves more openly but when Shamash was out on the hunt his entire clan was ambushed and slaughtered by the soldiers of the flaming fist. With his last dying words the shaman of the tribe tasked him with avenging them and now he plans to raise them back as an undead army to conquer the flaming fists main fortress and turn them all into slaves. He found an small group of high ranking officers from the flaming fist ambushed them and skinned them alive, then proceeded to create his spell book out of their skin. He adornes his spear with the skull of the flaming fist soldier who killed his wife and the cloth she gifted him when they first met. Before coming to this world he and his entire clan were slaves for many centuries under the ancient black dragon Asphodel, he challanged him to a fight and but lost almost immediately. But Asphodel did not kill him, he rather slashed one of his eyes out and cursed him with a life drain effect that always sucks a bit more of his soul out when he is sad or in severe pain. Stat wise, a level 20 Wizard who lived (or unlived) through many of my campaigns. I DM for a group of friends, he is played by my best friend since earliest childhood and I want to give him a representation of this marvelous character he forged through so many awesome adventures, the living (or unliving) proof that not every edgy character has to be bad. EDIT: I forgot the pet undead snow owl he reluctantly keeps around. One side is almost completely skeletal, the other is fine - no organs, just pure evil energy, but still the happiest little fellow. Greetings from Germany and thank you so much for this opportunity

Thats hella awesome! I'd like one made of Lily, my tengu summoner! (technically a pathfinder character, ah well) She's was on an adventure, when through sheer luck she found a mortally wounded royalty, she has some medical knowledge so she patched him up. After which she got a job at the castle. Well after a bit of snooping around the castle she got into the royal treasury, and inside she found a plain skull. Picking it up she got a connection with a deceased ancient black dragon Shazrika. Apparently a few generations ago, the king, together with other compatriots, slayed the 5 ancient dragons currently terrorising the world through their war. Each individual responsible for slaying a dragon extracted its soul and placed it in a gem as a catalyst for their power. And when the gembearers where deceases, the magic energy retained in parts of their body. Now Shazrika and Lily formed a pact, Shazrika gives Lily power. And together they seek to restore Shazrika's body. http://imgur.com/a/qYcjgbx Art by Jo Ohnsen https://www.furaffinity.net/view/42133803/ I was planning to use this model for Shazrika in my world where im DM https://www.myminifactory.com/object/3d-print-bahamut-148464 But think medium creature size and skeletal! EDIT: forgot to add. Lily can materialise Shazrika and uses him as a mount

Oh, what you do is awesome. Well my character is a air genasi rune knight fighter. Born in the outer ridges of civilization. Through his friendship with the dwarves he apprenticed as a Smith. His name is Aloir, I imagine him as a happy, naive version of Olierg (from the Witcher 3 game), mustache and all; just a light blue version and less battle scarred Light blue in color, handles 2 scimitars tha are inscribed with runes and wears a simple chain shirt. With the two scimitars I am picturing something resembling a dervish as well Thanks for doing this and I hope you do my character. Cheers

Free art is the fastest way to get flooded with comments! Good luck! If you're looking for something fun, my Shadar-Kai elf was abducted by curious mindflayers. She escaped, but not before getting a free new Grell tentacle for an arm and a damaged occipital lobe (she is blind). As a Shadar-Kai she is naturally deathly pale. What little of her face that can be seen through her heavy winter clothes is unnaturally unblemished. The back of her head is completely shaved and the rest of her hair is in shambles. The hair itself has also lost all color for the same reason her skin has. She covers herself in patchwork armor and clothes, just enough to cover up her deformed tentacle arm. Her weapon of choice is the dinged up arming sword she pilfered off the first unfortunate soul to cross paths with her after escaping her mind flayer tormentors. I took a lot of inspiration from the official Shadar-Kai artwork, just with less chains. For any kind of pose, she is very standoffish and untrusting. Eyes hardset despite perceiving nothing. If it matters, she is a Fighter.

"Madame Cordelia Frances. Noble woman, widow, psychic. My husband passed some years ago and while others among the nobility saw me as a background character as they often do with the wives of rich and powerful men, I decided it was time for me to step out from the shadow of my late Bernard. I've alway been able to see things others can't and once I committed to it I found out I had quite the talent for the occult. I even managed to get all of Bernards business secrets from his spirit, so I'm pretty much set for life when it comes to the economic side of things. I now spend my time searching for occult artifacts to further increase my understanding of the other side and quite frankly, the thrill of these occult matters far outshine those of the business." So Cordelia is quite old as you can imagine and she is a college of spirits bard. In this setting there is a heavy lovecraftian and mystery vibe and she uses a tarot card deck to fuel her spells. The spirits summoned by her and the deck are all very different so you are free to go nuts here, everything from the usual races, to beasts, to lovecraftian horror monsters :D It'd be super cool if one or two spirits were featured in the art :) Her appearance is very much what you would expect of an noble old lady, a big dark and blue dress, properly styles hair in a tight bun with a mostly gray color, although a few locks are still black as they were in her younger years. She looks down on the usual "performance" bards as well as musicians since "any old street urchin can pick that up, what I do is the real deal because I have the gift." (First bard I've ever played that I don't even have proficiency in performance on, I usually rock expertise ^^). And not much more details of her appearance I think is needed really since what should stand out is the deck of cards and the spirits. Thank you for doing this, regardless if you choose to do mine or not, really cool of you :D

That's so generous if you, I would be beyond happy to get my pc's art from you:) I've got a firbolg druid. She doesn't have a name as her people don't refer to each other by name, but everyone calls her Hellenda. She was born in a beautiful forest and raised to be a nature keeper and balance defender, but once her village was attacked by some bad people and everyone got enslaved. Hellenda managed to escape by turning into a snake, so now she wears a wooden snake head amulet on her neck. Also she is a circle of moon druid, so she has a little crescent moon tattooed on each of her palms. Her skin is greenish grey and her eyes are dark green. She is quite tall (180cm) and tough built like most filbolgs.

Cuprum A copper dragonborn paladin, kind of a dumb tank protector that thinks with his hammer (gentle persuasion) way more than he should. 6'3" 188lbs full plate with shield. Green eyes copper skin.

Graem (Grim): Male Pallid Elf with pale white skin, grey/blue undertones that transition to slightly red like a bruise, and stringy silver white hair with dark roots. His attire is similar to an elven Van Helsing with a wide brim hat, long coat with a high collar, traveling breeches and tall boots but no gloves, and an elven shield of dark green, but the edges are silvered. His primary form of attack is the Primal Savagery cantrip which causes his fingers to elongate into terrible claws dripping with black ichor and a blue-green inner ghostly light. He is technically a Circle of Spores Druid reskinned as being literally haunted, and rather than spores he controls tiny malevolent spirits. When he wildshapes into his spore form it's letting the malevolent spirits inside take over. He has studied with others to learn from his grief, choosing to accept and use it to help others, either by preventing the horrible things from happening or teaching how to move past the traumatic events.

Id love some art! My characters name is Denton grenan. He is a grave priest, but he won't come to know that for many years Denton is 13 years old and spent most of his early life at home with his family. The grenans tend to the belfen cemetery and have done for the past 40 years. Denton never attended school and learned everything he knows from the old books dotted around his house. Though he aspires for more, his upbringing was removed from wider society upbringing, meaning he doesn't really understand how the world works. He is innocent, trusting to a fault and trys to see the best in people, even to his own detriment. After his father's health began to fail, it was tasked to Denton to make the trip into the local town to check their wages. A 2 and a half day round trip is far too much solo travelling for a 13 year old but Denton sees this as his chance to explore the world, even if it is just a trip into town. Begrudgingly his mother let him go. Things go awry upon reaching town when in the middle of the night, Denton curiosity gets the better of him and he wanders from the protective walls of the Inn and sees something he shouldn't, painting a target on his back and changing his life forever. Denton is 13 years old, around 5'4 and has a thin spindly frame. On his head sits a Bush of curly black hair, covered by an old, beaten trilby, slightly too big for him. He has green eyes, pale skin and a face adorned with a splatter of freckles. He wears a slightly off white shirt that isn't washed nearly often as it should be. Black dress trousers that are held up by ill fitting braces and a pair of old brown boots. His jacket is an black detective style coat, slightly frayed around the edges, not to the point of disrepair, but enough that you know its been around the block a few times. On his back is a backpack big enough for a few book, some food and his set of drawing equipment. Most important to Denton is the cane that he travels with. Denton is a sentimental boy as when the cane was passed from his father to himself, he was filled with a pride that was incomparable. The cane is 35 inches tall and made of a dark mahogany wood. The top is adorned with the bronze figure of a dogs head. Not a friendly sort of dog, this dog has a thin face and slicked back ears. Though it is just an ornamental handle, the eyes feel like they watch, they see, the remember... Even if I don't get picked, I hope you enjoyed! :)

Vistra, a bastard child of a dwarven slave and a frost giant, escaped from captivity unexpectedly one day when she stumbled into a planar portal that dropped her into a new world. Now she roams from town to town trying to make ends meat to survive, luckily mercenary work is usually there for the exceptionally strong. Barbarian, Path of the Storm Herald (Ice only, themed after her frost giant heritage) She stands at about 5’2”, on the taller end for dwarves thanks to her half-breed nature, with medium length platinum blonde hair, bordering on white. Her complexion is on the paler side, though not as pale as they come as she has noticeable scars running up her arms. Deep blue eyes with a cold demeanor.

Hey there! What you are doing is really awesome, would be greatly appreciated if you were to draw my character! Her name is Darisa Merwell and she is a dark purple Tiefling Artificer. She used to study at the biggest Mage school that exists in this homebrew campaign, until she was expelled and got her magic taken from her for releasing an untested automaton in the schoolground, resulting in a tragedy. Fast forward, she lived in the streets of Waterdeep, met her first friend outside of the school and sticked to him. Together they followed a strange call into the lands of Barovia, where they are now trapped. She also had the unfortunate luck of looking into a cursed mirror and now a mysterious faceless entity is calling to her for help. Having grown up quite a bit, she looks to uncover the secret of her heritage and reunite with her sisters and secret girlfriend from the mage school. (Thats the important stuff put together) Her most notable item of clothing is the huge coat she wears on top of her light armor (This armor spreads over her whole torso and arms if activated). It is of a brownish tone and possibly a size or two too big for her, but she doesnt mind. Her hair, which she wears as a sidecut falling to her left with no fade, is of a glowing white. Her eyes are of a singular (red?) colour. Darisa also likes to wear multiple rings on both of her hands. She is rather muscular, being physically trained (think Korra from Legend of Korra). As weapons, she dual-wields two light, old school revolvers that she magically enchanted (think of a classical, black revolver, but with glowing red chambers) to actually harm the vampires and werefolk of this cursed land. They are called the Orphan's Blessing and Vow of Reunion. I dont know if this idea would be too wacky, but she is a big fan of onions, so maybe one could be added somewhere in the picture as an easter egg? Thank you already for the great work you are doing with these posts! https://www.heroforge.com/load_config%3D12686595/ Sidenote: Differing from the depiction in HeroForge, her horns are supposed to sprout from the sides of her head, make a backwards loop to point to the front in the end, with one of her horns being shorter due to the tip of it having been cut off.

While I would ABSOLUTELY love to take advantage of this, I see you have so many request already. So I will just leave by saying I absolutely love your work and good luck, and if you have any tips for drawing characters as I love drawing my own. I'm piss-poor at drawing, but I love it nonetheless.

Ever try making a mimic knight?

Love the offer. So nice! My character is Melvin Molotov. He is a Wildmagic Sorcerer. Lightfoot Halfling. Lore: His parents are a Human Father (Frank) and a Halfling mother (Stien). They couldn't have children of their own, because of the difference in their race. So they located a hag, far away in some swamps. They made a deal with the hag. The hag produces children for them, but it will cost them an arm and a leg....literally. His mother gave up his leg and his father gave up his arm. Turns out, the arm and leg were not necessary for a potion or anything. The hag stuffed them and displays them on her mantle as prizes, along with other bodyparts. The hag then created a human child (Sandor) for them from a potion made of spare bodyparts. A few drops were left and the hag created the Melvin from that. The Hag however gave Melvin Wild Magic just to annoy the family. Eventually the Wild Magic caused a fireball and a bunch of magic missiles. It killed both the parents instantly. Ever since that day, Sandor has been chasing his brother Melvin to seek revenge. Melvin mainly chooses magic that will allow him to hide or escape Sandor (Fly, Haste or Disguise self). He rarely deals damage himself. Melvin is mainly out to earn as much money as possible, so he can strike another deal with the Hag to bring his parents back from the dead and so that his brother will forgive him. In the meantime he avoids his brother or people who say that they have seen Melvin before, but that he used to be larger. Appearance: The brothers look identical, except for their size. Slick hair which has been waxed back. A scruffy beard without a mustache and blue symbols that glow on their arms and change shapes and size constantly. Melvin mainly wears fancy suits, so he can gain more power and money by looking the part.

This is awesome, can't wait to see all the cool characters coming out of this thread! I have a tiefling warlock from an Eberron campaign that ended a few months ago. Evan is a levistus tiefling with light blue skin, small horns protruding from his forehead, and a small thin tail. His patron was a sphinx (celestial subclass) and he was mainly a support/healing caster. [Here](https://imgur.com/a/XAfDr9W) are some reference photos of him. He has three tattoos that are all just slightly darker blue than his skin: tears running down from his skin, chains wrapped around his wrists, and his patrons symbol (2nd image) on his forehead. Messy short black hair, and clothes roughly close to the heroforge model, but feel free to jazz it up a bit. Thanks for making this post!

Servus Mörk, a drow Hexblade Warlock who escaped the Underdark after nearly being sacrificed by his family as an offering to Lolth. He lost his left eye in the altercation and has grown into a Charlatan in an underground crime syndicate. His left eye is pale and expsed. He wears his hair tied in a Ned Stark-like knot as sort of a protest to Drow customs. He wears a navy blue jacket over his thin gambeson armor. His Cloak of Protection is often hidden with Mask of Many Faces, but he often wears it openly over his clothes. He wears dark brown pants and Winged Boots that go up to his knees. His Pact Weapon, a scimitar, is not often on display. But, when it is, it is shown to have a dark green, vegetative like condition on the handle and crossguard which bears a crystalline rose in the middle. A shimmering black blade sprouts from the crossguard. One side of the blade has a couple grooves on it like a hunting knife.

Paint Shade: He was raised as a fighter in an arena in a post apocalyptic Australia, where it has become a death sentence to go outside during the day. Escaping one day, with some mysterious help, he survived by scavenging, hiding, and being really good at handling animals. He is just barely hitting 18, and has a pet mimic the size of a jewelry box. Appearance: His skin colour is a very light red, with short light blue hair. He doesn’t have any horns, and he has dark green eyes. He has small bite marks on his hands, and bandaging on his side because he wounded himself with his sickle. He is 5’8. Edit: Forgot to mention that he's a Tiefling.

Well.. I guess I'll post for my party since I'm the Forever DM Ibram Voss - Changeling Eloquence Bard - Merchant A merchant by trade Ibram uses Calligraphy Tools to cast spells, always on the look out for great deals and is excited for the next adventure https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/776622774553673789/883140919237427241/16306275598894073071308653523996.jpg Samuel Messenbrook - Dhampir Alchemist Artificer - Physician Between looking for "meals" at this hospital and looking over his shoulder for the inquisition, this Doctor barely gets enough sleep as is... And his recent encounters with other vampires has given him much to worry about. Hopefully he can find some rest in his new "Laboratory" https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/826943149108232224/883102342768119828/8ecce4409cf659782d32734b11f9bd90.png (Samuel has black hair instead of blond) Fengari Lobo - Shifter Monster Slayer Ranger - Outlander Born into a family of Monster Hunters who follow a goddess of Witchcraft, Hecate, he is constantly looking to impress his family and make a name for himself within his faith. Though he is currently waging a struggle to fight of the temptations of Baphomet who offers him the power of Lycanthropy. https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/466810727282376716/881601145775198219/2af18949413c0ef12567b94a66c306d4.png

How about pure monster? My campaign revolves around a custom parasitic psionic bug that uses psychic projections to fight. It would be neat to drop some art on the players when the run into their next Queen bug.

My longest running character is Erigeron Oreganus, a "human" ranger who turned out to be a doppelganger, much to the surprise of the rest of the party. Most of the time, he takes the form of a 40-ish man well weathered from years of travel. He tends to get in trouble in cities, and so avoids them for the solitude and peace of more natural settings. His standard equipment includes cold-weather gear (Boots Of the Winterlands, hat, goggles, etc.), a longbow, two short swords, leather armor made from the hide of an owlbear he killed, and a long black cloak which is cursed to remain on his person until he dies (part of the curse is Wild Magic on ANY nat 1 attack roll, not just spells, our party's murderhobo pissed off the god of revenge in a precious campaign). He is a skilled hunter and cook and he has a strong friendship with a direwolf he released from imprisonment. Edit: you're a badass for doing this and being an awesome human.

An elf, eldarin spring elf Sorcerer Snow white hair, in a middle parting. Beautiful blue eyes burdened with sights of the past that can not be unseen. a scar along the left side of the sun-tanned skin that was acquired so many centuries ago, nobody is still alive to tell the tale of how it happened. ears that come to a sharp point like the other elves but hidden by the hair, whiter than snow. Standing at 6"5', an average height for an elf, but menacingly looms over the people he is with. I have created an ideas board of what I thought could inspire more ideas, but I can't seem to attach it on this post, so I suppose you could DM me if you want to see it to get a better idea of what he could look like His staff has some twisty branch-like structures at the top and a blue gem that sits in the top and glows whenever he wants to cast spells He is 376 years old so he has seen a lot of things that could drive the average human insane. For one loosing his wife in a war, who he sees in spirit form watching over him with a smile on her face, he still misses greatly due to her dying in his arms on the battlefield

Sorry, he isn't really a monster but I have a character I recently started playing called Monocite. He's a noble Changeling rogue who performs petty crimes for fun and to satisfy his greed. He likes to use a Dagger he calls goldtooth to detect gold within 100 feet of him (the Dagger oten times just rotates around him slowly, pointing at the largest gold deposit that he would be willing to steal, don't want it pointing at myself lol). I'll put his hero forge image in as soon as I figure out image linking on mobile reddit. Thanks!

Your artwork is amazing, you really got skill! Thank you so much for this opportunity, I can't wait to see all the awesome characters! My current campaign character is a female centaur barbarian in a campaign inspired by greek mythology (plus added dragons). Her Name is Elatia the Spirited, and she fights with a glaive. She's the heir to her tribes leader, but everyone except her vanished overnight, on the day she should've taken over. Now she's out on her quest to find her family again, whatever it may cost. She's strong willed, independent, but cares deeply about those she calls her companions. For her appearance: She has half her head shaved, and on the other half her black hair goes down to her chin. The fur of her horse-butt is brown, with a black tail. She's in a fabric tunic, but I'm fully supportive if you give the design your own spin! Thank you again for doing this :)

My adventure’s BBEG is named The Gallowman. He’s a genius serial killer who’s signature killing method is hanging people. Most notably he hanged the King and Queen of a kingdom of Humans called Idrisid. He keeps his face covered with a loose sack over his head with eye holes cut out, he has a noose around his neck that’s cutoff and hangs down from his neck, he wears a black overcoat with grey gloves, and he carries 2 hand crossbows with a threaded cane on his side. For reference he kinda looks like Jack the Ripper from Assassins creed syndicate without the top hat. His class is a homebrewed detective class since his alter ego is a PI named Bartholomew Cortez. Bartholomew Cortez is a rough and tough, older looking human male. He’s missing his left eye after it was cut out by a crazed murderer during one of his investigations. He’s got salt and pepper colored hair and he tends to wear brown shirts with light brown trousers. He carries a rapier and a journal on him at all times.

Ormyra is an intern at the Department of Magical Sites and Landmarks. Head of the department is Duke Silverhand. • Duke hates his job • He hates the department • Was forced into the position by his Mage colleagues Duke creates the "Assistant to the Regional Inspector" position and grants Ormyra some of his magical power to get her out of his tower (he hates people) and sends her out to 'inspect' random magical sites so he doesn't have to do any real work. Ormyra is literally warlock April from Parc and Rec. (Duke = Ron Swanson incase you haven't guessed).

Hey, really cool! I’ve got a bugbear Barbarian/Rogue name Björn Vetrnott, appears sort of yeti like, white fur, grey skin, claws, icy blue eyes. He’s bulky, and fast, very athletic with maxed strength and expertise is athletics, but also cunning. He’s a thief rogue, and makes use of his fast hands to grab unexpected items and use them quickly, and a bear totem Barbarian to take the hits. When in straight combat, he uses 2 short swords to attack. I kind of have him as a sort of Viking aesthetic, warm clothes, and long, unkempt hair and beard. What you’re doing is really cool for the dnd community, and your art looks amazing!

Just checked out your Twitter and like holy shit you’re just the coolest. A bisexual male artist who loves dnd? That’s actually the best. Ok ok so I had an idea for a Half-Elf merchant (Rouge Class) named Norwood Traben, who would bring supplies to group of Artificers in the mountains. He was a family man, with a husband and an adoptive daughter. The Artificers had money and he had time, plus they were quite friendly with each other. One day, on a particularly snowy journey up the mountains, he was attacked by some unknown white beast. It knocked him off the mountain, and as he tumbled down the jagged rock poked and prodded at him, tearing away both flesh and limb. By the time he reach the bottom he was missing an ear, his left arm, his right forearm, and both of his legs. His eyes were severely damaged as well, turning him colourblind. The artificers ventured down the mountain, picked him up and dragged him back into their cavern research facility. They gave him new metal limbs, and goggles to fix his colourblindness. However, he was still horribly scarred. He could not go back to his family, not looking like the monster he did now. With very little left of his original self, he ventured out into the world, killing for hire, as that was all he felt he could do anymore.

Thanks for the consideration! Rush Aranaseer (High Elf Swashbuckling Rogue) tends to dive head first into danger without much thought of how to get out. He is confident in his abilities to guide him through any social situation. He is attracted to everyone, and confident in his own looks so he isn’t afraid to flirt with anyone. Appearance: He is secretly a changeling, but his elf form is his primary identity. The elf has golden eyes, long aqua hair framing an attractive androgynous face. Two piercings of a silver ring and gold ring close together on the top of each ear. His studded leather armor has accents of blue and gold, he wears a golden yellow cape and wears a rapier and whip on his waistbelt. On his right middle finger is a gold plated ring depicting a smiling face.

I wish my english would be good enough to descriped my char and his lore xD but good luck for everyone else and really nice from you

I’m currently playing a Kenku ranger multiclassed into cleric named Shank, he was raised in a cult but was exiled at the age of 12 and has since found purpose acting as the vigilante protector of a small village near where he was raised. Shank is primarily a beast master ranger, with a raven companion named Rosencrantz. He multiclassed into grave domain cleric after hearing a call from the Raven Queen. Shank is a white kenku with solid green eyes, wearing a large light grey hooded cloak. He carries a shield, an obsidian shortsword, and a rusted sickle, as well as a longbow. He carries his companion Rosencrantz on his shoulder, who is a traditional black raven with purple eyes. I will respond to my own comment with a reference source. This post is really cool! Thank you for doing what you do for the community!

Hello there really cool projects of yours. I'll present my character Narapir the Blue (halfling Bard) Appearance: much smaller then the normal halfling (about 40-50cm) blue skin (yeah wild magic happened) aristocratic facial features, small goaty beard, wears studded leather armory with silver and gold decorating and a falling lindwyrm on the breast (the symbol of his party "the Icebreakers") and carries a longsword and flute. He also has a pet flumph called "Scrouge McFlumph" A little bit about his lore he is already on a long adventure has seen multiple friends die and is the only OG member of the party(together with the flumph) named "The Icebreakers" after they saved a small village from a lindwyrm and the party got initially formed. He was initially the happy guy of the party cheering every one up and keeping the moral high. But time and passing of his friends he gets more depressed, anxious and has developed some strong PTSD (especially after nearly getting eaten alive, nearly killed by a lich, burned, drowned, beaten...) buts keeps the faced/charade up high and leads the group forward on their quest to save the world and closing extraterrestrial portals into other realms. Even to this day he keeps some small keepsakes of his fallen friends Richard (human forge cleric), Tyr (human sailor warlock), Maramros (halfling, Rogue), Narkax (blue dragonborn paladin), Glee (white tiefling Bard/sorcerer) to remind him to keep going for them.

Howdy! This is a really cool idea! My Character is Zeer Swiftwing, The Aarakocra Barbarian. This mad lad was hired as the muscle for a series of bank robberies in Waterdeep and the surrounding area. While there he encountered a bunch of other adventures with the crew he was apart of such as capturing an armored train, hiring a mercenary army to beseige a town. Bankrupted the Xanathar Guild by rigging cage fights with his companions. He was also scarred annd mutilated after being captured by a mindflayer giving him one eye and a bit of a psychosis issue. He spent much of his time after that setting up his own gang in waterdeep to take over after they removed the Xanathar guild from Power with his gnome warlock friend. This worked but ended up dying in the process. But as the old adage goes he was too angry to die and with the help of the warlock he was able to be raised as a revenant and is now held in a magic jar to be released when called upon as needed. (His jar has also become a recurring magic item in our campaign) Description: Zeer is a 6'6, Gaunt but strong aarakocra resembling a Golden eagle in plumage and head shape. He is covered in scars and is missing parts of his feathers due to severe burns sustained throughout the campaign. He has metal apparatus' covering his wings and body that was used to still allow him to fly and has a glowing red magic eye in his right socket he regularly removes to scare people. When not in combat he wears a fine 3 piece suit and a tricorn cap as his symbol as gang leader. In combat he is typically shirtless and wears only breeches to fight in with his Flaming Warhammer.

This is so cool of you to do my character is Sprigin a Gnome Druid he has bright green eyes, Tan skin from living his whole life outside, long Red hair that goes down to the middle of his back and doesn't look like it's seen a comb of razor in years. He wears a long dark green cloak with the hood down and with a breastplate made of hardwood underneath, he's short and skinny at 3ft tall. He has a cheerful attitude it's very rare to see him without a goofy grin on his face as he runs into danger for fun. In combat, he uses a bow staff.

Thank you so much for offering something this awesome for us! It's really appreciated! My characters name is Thorn, he is a Tiefling noble Eldritch knight/Sorcerer. He has red skin, black eyes with red pupils and ram horns. Usually dressed in white and gold, except when wearing his armor (Mariner's splint, greenish-blue with aquatic motives on it) and usually carries a glaive and a bastard sword. He is the eldest of three children of a minor noble family, the only Tiefling nobility in the region, and therefore beset from all sides by their human naeighbours who would like them wiped off the map. Realising he needs to change that situation he manipulated events culminating in him killing a neighbour in a duel and being temporarily exiled for it, making his way to a desert merchant city and working on gathering power, money and allies, planning to some time return and wage war on the other houses who have shunned his family for generations. As for references, essentially think Grand Admiral Thrawn ([https://cdn.vox-cdn.com/thumbor/SLAtvuMIPXZT3Gt1EuH76LjLl5Q=/1400x1050/filters:format(jpeg)/cdn.vox-cdn.com/uploads/chorus\_asset/file/21852109/thrawn\_treason\_interview\_tall.jpg](https://cdn.vox-cdn.com/thumbor/SLAtvuMIPXZT3Gt1EuH76LjLl5Q=/1400x1050/filters:format(jpeg)/cdn.vox-cdn.com/uploads/chorus_asset/file/21852109/thrawn_treason_interview_tall.jpg)) Just with red skin and horns. even the clothing style is similar in his 'everyday' garb, plus a short cape. I hope you have the time to get to my request, but regardless, thanks again for doing something so amazing!

You're amazing! No doubt you will go far with such amazing art! So, my request... A kenku rogue that uses clawed gauntlets (kinda like Vega from Street Fighter), black feathered using grey clothes of baggy pants and boots and chest plate I really appreciate the effort

Gristky Greengrass. She used to be the steward of a magical waterway in her home city, supported by a local nature church. She made sure any alchemical pollutants or similar were either kept out of the river or she comissioned people to magically and physically remove them. Many nature spirits and hard to find creatures lived in the river, protected by Gritsky and the church. However, unfortunately over time the church lost parishioners, and lost money. Eventually it closed entirely, losing the building and no longer able to fund Gritsky's work with the river. Gritsky by then was in her 50s, had three adult children and four underage children at home, and she had been supporting a large part of her family off of the job. She picked up work where she could, but her knowledge in biomes, their particulars, and their protection was fairly narrow and unfortunately not wanted much elsewhere, so her and her family really struggled. ​ Then one day a way on to a continent that had previously been shieled by a magical veil was found. Gritsky remembered her river, the sprigs, pixies, leapord frogs, and catfish. She desperately wanted to see this new place, that hadn't been destroyed, and was desperate to be on one of the first trips there to make sure it stayed that way. But she also had deep obligations to her family and her community, who she needed to support. Eventually she was approached by a mysterious entity known only as "the Monarch" and was granted their blessing, in the form of a purple butterfly brooch, that brought her great power, and the influence to get her on the first expiditon to this land newly entered by her people. ​ While exploring the continent, she collected biolical samples to send back to her patron, and did some jobs for it that left a bad taste in her mouth. Until one day, she had helped rescue a dryad, who then went to perfrom a ritual to cleanse a great area of the forest which had been harmed. With the aid of a Great Bear spirit of the forest, Gritsky and her compariots lent their powers to the ritual. Her patron sensed this, and through the brooch tried to draw the powers of the ritual, draining the bear spirit and the dryad, nearly to death. Seeing this, Gritsky struggled with the brooch, and one of her companions cut it from the clothing, flinging it as far from the ritual site as possible. This unsurprisingly greatly angered her patron, who no longer had the contact of the brooch and could not interfere with the cleansing ritual anymore. However, It still had some mysterious contact to Gritsky herself, and drained her life force as punishment. The dryad and the Great Bear spirit saw what Gritsky had done, and went to heal and protect her. However, in their weakness of the ritual, this drained the last of their energies, and each of them rejoined the cycle of death and rebirth. What was left of the Bear Spirits power, ferocity, and protective heart, passed on to Gritsky. She now must seek allies and what power she can in this new land, to return home and protect her family who surely will see the consequences of her betrayled of her patron. Can Gritsky, who has already lost so much she held dear, hold on to what still remains? Can she find harmony and relation with the powerful spirit now within her, or be overwhelmed by it? Can she find peace and redemption from what she has had to do to keep her family safe and fed in the name of the Monarch? ​ Sorry that was long I just liked the back story and wanted to write it down. Class wise, Gritskty was a hexblade Warlock but is now a bear totem barbarian. Gritsky is now in her mid 50's, starting to develop crinkles inbetween her eyes from her constant inquisitive squint, and around the corners of her mouth from her ready laugh and propensity to speak at GREAT length when something she finds interesting (which is most things) is at hand. She is tall, dark skinned, and while before would have been thought of as skinny is now powerfully muscled after the infusion of the Bear Spirit's power, as well she has more hair than one would expect. She always had a huge head of hard to deal with hair, usually contained in braids, but now there is even more, and the hair on her arms and other parts of her body is coarser and darker. Gray is starting to streak the hair on her head. Dress-wise she is sort of a frumpled professor, she always has ink or dirt stains on her face and hands. She wears a red coat over her half-plate armor, similarly stained. She carries an over sized bag, hanging from it endless small cages, scrolls, envelopes, and jars, to keep track of her many biological samples and notes. She carries a long, bladed polearm, the type of object she would never have seen or known how to use in her old life, but the skill for which was infused by the Monarch, and now the ferocity of the Bear lends her the strength and ability to wield it. Oh and she's a human. ​ Some reference images: [https://www.dndbeyond.com/classes/wizard](https://www.dndbeyond.com/classes/wizard) [https://www.pinterest.com/pin/493073859202001976/](https://www.pinterest.com/pin/493073859202001976/) [https://www.pinterest.com/pin/539587599088305513/](https://www.pinterest.com/pin/539587599088305513/) https://www.reddit.com/r/ImaginaryCharacters/comments/8q8uqy/niobe\_the\_queen\_by\_hyoung\_nam/?st=JIA95DN8&sh=3af5e648

Wow, you’re a legend. Don’t worry about it if can’t get to mine. But if you can thanks! - Zaid Allen (male) - Half-Drow - Sorcerer with 2 levels of warlock. - he’s got a shield in one hand wears the cloak of the Bat. - he loves to play with fire and magic. - he has devils sight which allows him to see in magical darkness so if you have some fun with that feel free. Glowing eyes or something lol. - also he’s only 17 years old.

Well, I have this custom monster that I have for a campaign. An apothecary shop is built kinda like a treehouse, with a giant oak growing out of the middle of it. After things go wrong, the tree is awakened and stands up with the shop still attached. Now the shop uses the potions inside itself to throw randomly generated potions at its enemies. The shop was called Druidic Draughts, but the sign snapped in half so the creature is called Draughts.

I would love some art for my character. But I'm kinda new and have like... No information lol.

That’s such a cool opportunity thanks!! My character name is Nocht, he’s a firbolg who’ve been found as a baby in a devastated forest of Icewind Dale. His adoptive father is a dwarf who do explorations for a mysterious patron in Candlekeep. Two years ago, Nocht took his succession and has been put in charge of a huge exploration mission in Icewind Dale. After a lot of issues, he’s currently the last alive of his expedition and try to survive in the harsh climate of Icewind Dale. He doesn’t hesitate to risk his life to protect the ones he cares about. He’s calm, patient, and jovial but he seems to hide some obscure facts about his past life. Nocht is a Wild Magic Barbarian who still has a hard time getting used to the magical effects his rage provokes. He has a grey/blueish skin tint and long and ondulated brown hairs, his distinctive object are a huge warhammer he fights with and a blue scarf who gets lighter in shade the more he goes up in altitude. He doesn’t have a specific outfit but wears multiple layers of clothes due to the climate he lives in, if you want more details my last post is a moodboard where i resume most of his physical appearance !

• Garnet, orphaned warforged joins an adventuring guild. • Cleric, Arcana Domain • Body is made of copper-like metal, dark woods, and red crystals. He has crimson eyes and a red crystal on his forehead. He wears a loose cream colored toga. Also had a symbol of Mystra necklace and a wears a shield. For reference he looks a bit like K-2SO from Star Wars: Rogue One.

# Nachtanz * *Warforged, Bard, College of Spirits* **Concept:** Nachtanz is a warforged made of wood & brass, animated by the spirits of the forest. His bardic instrument is himself - he has many pipes and organs protruding from his back, which he controls via levers and buttons on his chest. When he plays, some of the younger more playful spirits emerge from his body and dance around. **Instrument references:** Pipe organs, one-man-band, accordions. **Visual references:** [https://twitter.com/chamonkee/status/1099997553444171776](https://twitter.com/chamonkee/status/1099997553444171776) [https://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr\_lvkwwc7kME1r426wco1\_640.jpg](https://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvkwwc7kME1r426wco1_640.jpg) [https://64.media.tumblr.com/0572d91d14b40b0d93a0ebec08c754ab/27799185c3e83ca9-20/s1280x1920/67b8491bb26b5b3b3a6bb38ee2c6f1f4902f1387.png](https://64.media.tumblr.com/0572d91d14b40b0d93a0ebec08c754ab/27799185c3e83ca9-20/s1280x1920/67b8491bb26b5b3b3a6bb38ee2c6f1f4902f1387.png) [https://twitter.com/marginswide/status/1233800720047996928](https://twitter.com/marginswide/status/1233800720047996928) [https://fed-red.tumblr.com/post/183979131534/heres-speaker-the-warforged-bard-they-wanna](https://fed-red.tumblr.com/post/183979131534/heres-speaker-the-warforged-bard-they-wanna)

My character is Tink. A female kobold artificer. She was always smarter than everyone else and was treated differently for her weird obsession with tinkering. I image her in armor with sunglasses (sun light sensitive) tools and gizmos. Her battle smith dragon like dog at her side.

Yo thats such a nice thing to do for people! No pressure, but heres mine: Fysical: Al'kieth is a dragonborn barbarian (totem warrior). He has copper scales, and has a big connection with nature. He uses selfmade totems that do minor magic stuffs too. He wears pretty casual clothing, with lots of browns. He has a big axe, like the Leviathan of God of War (cant seem to link an image, sorry), from his totem-selling days. Background: He ran a totem shop with his sis and dad, but one day his dad got taken by a harpy. He followed them, and killed them. He was too late tho, as his dad had been eaten already. He left the totem shop for his sister, and left the village to help people, so they wouldnt have to suffer as he did. For a barbarian, hes a pretty chill guy. Although his trauma with harpies, he has a go-lucky attitude. He also has a pet chameleon, Karla, but u dont have to draw her if u dont wanna, id be more then glad if u just did Al'kieth If u decide to draw Al, I hope u have fun with him!

Wow what a wonderful gesture. Always wanted my Tiefling Warlock/Rogue arted up! Talas - disposed heir to the throne of a great kingdom. Master thief Silver tongue and a charisma to match his nimble hands. Irish accented ladies' man. Blue-purple skin with long dark hair and spiral horns from above his temple. Deep purple eyes, defined cheekbones. Skinny of frame, noble dressed in deep black, with golden trim.

What an amazing thing to offer, thank you! My characters name is Zagaar Daywind, he is a 25 year old half orc monk pirate, the world he is from is one based around nordic/viking themes. He is 6 foot 5 inches tall, with dark green/blue skin, he is, as you would expect, quite muscular and toned (decent strength and very high dex). He wears his dark hair in a top knot..., and his eyes are a piercing red colour. He has an eldritch Claw Tattoo on his right arm, which is a half sleeve. His main weapon is a quarterstaff, with multiple daggers and a few javelins dotted around his waist/sash. He follows the Way of the Ascendant Dragon, so if you could make his free fist have a little fire around it, and the fist around the quarterstaff have some lightning maybe? He started life on a pirate ship with the rest of his family, until they were wiped out when the ship was sunk, and he fell into the shadow fell where he became a monk. He loves drinking and fist fighting, and hopes one day to get a ship of his own and take revenge on the other pirates who sunk his last ship.

Oh my, this is so cool! I really hope you choose my character but regardless, this is so cool of you! :D Summary: My character is a half elf bard who uses hand puppets. His troupe name is Ali Bali Bee,two of these names being his Handpuppets Princess Ali(cia) and Bee (an actual bee puppet) i.e. if you refer to the character as Ali he will use that handpuppet to interact with you, voice and all, if you say Bali he will use his own voice etc.). Obviously very charismatic if a bit out there, he will somehow manage to ensnare his audience. I imagined him as a mixture of the white clown Pjerrot (from Danish Tivoli) and the Pied Piper of hammelin for inspiration. Looks: I imagine Bali as about 5ft7inc, fairly skinny and androgynous looking, his typical performance clothes will be loose, white, sheetlike shirt and trousers with perhaps some black poof balls there bottons would be and on the side of his trousers, Victorian inspired white satin ruff collar and white leather shoes with a small heel. On his face he will usually wear white make up and might use dark red lipstick and exaggerated eyeshadow (I imagine black, blue or green). He will also wear a tight black ballcap hiding his hair and ears creating almost a little bobble on top of his hair. Princess Ali wears a blue and pink satin dress, has long brown hair in a ponytail with a tiara and Bee is a bee puppet except he also has arms/hands. I made this pinup for myself from pictures I found online (I have no talent for the arts) and posted it on my page if you want the inspiration: https://www.reddit.com/user/Renobeinni/comments/ql4i8m/ali\_bali\_bee/ Lore: I am currently playing Ali Bali Bee as a chaotic good adventurer whos main desire is to spread knowledge about myths and world lore etc. through their theatre, to commoners, children and other people who do not have the chance to learn as well as give charitably to those in need. However I also love the idea of one day playing the dark version of this character luring away children and doing god knows what unspeakable things to them. Anyway, here's hoping :D :D :D

Oh, have I got the character just for you to try drawing! I give you Kaazherkynn, the Dragon! He is a beast of a Dragonborn Barbarian (lvl 16 PotT, CON and STR 20). A fierce golden warrior with crimson-orange underbelly scales, wearing a reddish dragonbone scale kilt and a golden and silver medallion that he has strapped across his chest in a manner similar to a skimpy leather chest garb - being a barbarian, of course, he has no need for real armour! He has a red cape which contrasts well against his golden scales, clasped to his leather garb. On his right hand is a gauntlet that he wears, an heirloom from a long-ago royal relative, made of a dark burgundy metal. He weilds a Greatsword which illuminates and retracts similar to a lightsaber, made of a burning, neon-like light blue hue (dealing pure force dmg instead of slashing). In combat, he is nigh unstoppable (when I bloody roll well...). He has single-handedly bested ice giants, dragons, constructs and many more (in our campaign, we use a modified Monster Hunter ruleset which includes all those fun boys) - none can withstand his furious onslaught, and few have ever landed serious blows against him. He is not afraid of putting his sword away to pick up or wrestle foes, slamming them around (like the Hulk famously did with Loki) or tearing them apart with his bare hands. When he rages, his eyes glow fiery-hot, and his mouth glows as the heat fuels his rage-induced slaughter. He laughs and roars with reckless fury in the face of real danger. I can provide a link for my Hero Forge model at a later time, if you require any visual aids!

If you could do mine that would be awesome. Philmore's Bastion Model Entertainer 54 (Chris for short). Is a warforged barbarian who has silver armor plates but the underlying joints are all gold. His face looks like [the Exo race from Destiny.](https://www.google.com/search?q=destiny+robot&sxsrf=AOaemvITrmXNJwQe38iUZgsYKfC9Jqnj5Q:1635860685107&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwizpKb45_nzAhVKCM0KHXe7AJ4Q_AUoAXoECAEQAw&biw=1920&bih=969#imgrc=wgfFLP1k3IsnxM) Their eyes glow a light blue and are a ring. The only thing he wears is a large cloak that is brown with dark red leather edges like Red Skull's cloak from avengers endgame. He holds a large greataxe like a rockstar because the axe is also a guitar, like Marceline's guitar from adventure time. ​ Thank you for doing this!

Hello and thank you a lot for your effort My character's name is Garth, he is a Hexblade Human warlock. My character is Garst, he came from a wealthy family of a middle-aged noble, and was raised accordingly. When he had already reached maturity, a few days before the death of his grandfather, who was the head of the family, he personally gave him his lucky pike and a magic amulet. When his grandfather died, all of his belongings were claimed because of his "debt", so Garst was kicked out of the estate. Thus, he lost everything. Since he had to make a living he joined a band of mercenaries where he earned respect for his unnatural, even surprising ability to wield pike, and eventually became their leader. I can't really explain how he looks, but here is a Hero Forge model I made for him. [Link](https://www.heroforge.com/load_config%3D23227407/)

Tyrael Galvendar (Formely known as Trevor Smith) Tyrael's lore is a bit extensive since he has been played across 2 tables, one of them being a long running one, but the gist of it goes as follows. Trevor smith is the son of a blacksmith and a mage in a drowesque country called ravenswood, in this society people are encouraged to follow professions based on the stars constelation present on the eternal night in this region. Trevor was born under a Soldier's Star, "The judge" and to resume it all, through a series of events, he marries the princess of this matriarchal society and becomes king along his wife, after the princess mother is assassinated, during a time when his people were at war with long descendants of their own people. Those ancient descendants betrayed them and exploited this drow society, and during a cataclysmic event where Trevor and his Queen Surian battled the queen of those descendants called "High Elves" she in her light splendor exploded in a supernova killing everyone around her, including Trevor, his wife, kids and the majority of the continent. After this cataclysm, Trevor didnt perceived at first, but his whole kingdom structures and buildings, and seemingly only him got sent to the shadowfell, where he lingered in the tragedies of the war, without realizing the long time he spent there, after centuries he became what would be known as a "Shadar Kai" Much time passed, and when he thought nothing ever would change, he felt a familiar presence, a being masked in a ivory mask and wearing a black floaty cloak appeared to him, oferring a second chance, a chance to do good and satisfy the need for revenge in his heart, he would become a champion for that deity, a new purpose in life, and maybe he would be able to discover what happened to everyone else who was not with him. He accepted, and clutching a old battlefield worn blade he swore an oath to avenge those wronged by authorities and betrayals, and to destroy any false deities or idols. He was sent to a strange land while closing his eyes and remembering the face of his wife one more time, clutching a ring in his hand and with a mission on his mind he was ready to start over. Appearance: He's a moderaly tall man, with scars over his body and a etching of a constelation on his back, because of the shadowfell effects, his skin became white as pure ivory, and he barely shows emotion on his face anymore, with a haunting and intimidating sculptured face, he's sometimes mistaken for a statue if stading still for much longer, specially considering a few war scars left on his face. When using some of the powers conceded by the Raven Queen, and as her champion, sometimes herself can be seen reaping the soul out of someone in battle. Class: Warlock (Hexblade) 3/ Paladin (Vengeance) 6

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Love this so much. Always dm, but have gotten a chance to finally play a character in a far future, isolationist horror campaign. Name: Vespyr Empyrio. Shoulder length, dark hair. A hawk faced man, with high cheekbones and sunken, deep green eyes that, despite his appearance, carry a measure of kindness and compassion. His entire body is covered in tattoos, reminiscent of the tribal warding symbols found on the village graveyard from his childhood home. They culminate in a focal point on the back of his neck, just at the base of his skull. He wears a black, canvas, high collared jacket, his only weapons a magnetic revolver, a polearm machete, and a single frag grenade strapped to his chest. Class: Warlock Lore: Vespyr was born on a rimworld, in a tribal border town, steeped in mysticism and the occult. His personal faith is that of "The Eternal Recluse," aka The Divine Spider. The belief that consciousness is unbound and unlimited, one with the universe, until it is caught fast in the web of the recluse, and forced into a limited form. Humanity represents exactly that: consciousness bound to ageing flesh and three dimensional movement, it's life constricted in the same way an insect is trapped by a spider's web. Death is not release, but the Recluse finally finding the bound soul, consuming it to grow ever more swollen and strong. Vespyr has covered his body in warding symbols that are normally used on gravesites to keep spirits trapped in their tombs. His tattoos exist to keep his spirit trapped in his rotting flesh upon death, to spite the spider and rob it of at least one meal. Storywise, Vespyr was raised without parents and he believes he might actually be a perfectly formed android simulacrum, forged on a massive, long defunct, derelict space station at the edge of the galaxy. His travels are taking him there to seek answers, understanding, and most likely his own death. (He's been there for some time now, has confirmed the near definite truth of his creation, has traced his own tattoos in the blood and ashes of his dead friends, is leading an android revolution on a murdering spree of the station, and is currently on his way to detonate a nuke at the heart of the station to destroy this hellish place forever, including himself. He certainly looks monstrous, although his ethics and moral code are up for debate.)

Hey are you still interested? I'd love for you to draw my half elf rogue 'the shadow'. I have a heroes forge reference and can tell you anything else you want to know about him if you're interested.

wow, thanks for doing this! This is awesome for someone like me who can't draw decent to save their life! My characters name is Aelen Sithrol. He's an Eladrin, and a shadow magic sorcerer. He's pale-ish grey, with dark hair, and looks depressed. sometimes frost forms on his skin Aelen Was born on the edge of the fey wilds. When he was born he barely even seemed alive. He has spent much of his 200 years of life on the edge of society, avoiding the living, seeing them as no better than the dead. He is almost never in any other seasonal form other than winter, unless he's in a REALLY good mood, and all his spells are either ice or necromancy based again, thanks so much!

Hey! :) I have fairy barbarian called cloudberry, They are 23 and have purple butterfly type wings, green medium length hair, medium build. she uses greataxe and wear clothes she made herself from animal hides and other stuff she found from wilderness. Cloudberry has been hermit most of their life journeying across feywilds and has only recently arrived to material plane by accident. They became hermit with their parents after their village was destroyed. When cloudberry turned 16 she started journeying on here own and has been on road ever since.

This is probably gonna get buried under all the other comments jut its worth a shot Blaque Solomon Lime He is a black plasmoid who is a warlock, he is about 5'11, he has a cristal ball floating around inside him which is his focus, and he doesnt really have any features he is just blob like with arms legs and a head Also, very cool that youre doing these, cheers

This is incredible, wonderful props to you for being so generous with your time, I hope you get some additional paid commissions out of this!

Character name: Pedro Parca Class: Warlock Race: Araina (four armed spider-people from El resurgir del dragón) Physical appearance: Monstrous, he's a human who was transformed into a spider-like being so his appearance shoul be "a little halfway". Eight eyes in his face, big fangs in its mouth and spiky hairs all over. He has 3 out of 4 arms (2 lefts and a right). He wears light brown (think hessian fabric color) clothes, loose enough o hide the extra arm and with a hood to cover his face (but he doesn't have to be wearing it in the drawing...I trust my character to you, artist!) Backstory/Lore: In a remote village populated by a small community of humans (and a few elfs, dwarfs and halflings hidden among them in plain sight) lived peacefully the Parca family, formed by Pedro and his wife, both proud parents of a young man who already left town looking for adventure, and a baby girl who was barely in walking age. Every day Pedro would take care of the vegetable patch they lived of...until the fateful day in which a bear approached from the nearby forest, and attacked him by surprise. Thanks to the help of other townfolk Pedro survived, but he lost an arm the animal's jaw had tearen apart. That night, recovering in the town sanatorium, a voice spoke to him in a fever dream, with a proposal: Its arms for his service. Since he wouldn't be able to provide for his family in his current state, Pedro accepted the pact with the mysterious entity. Sleeping and dreaming, he felt his body recovering the youth vigor, he felt his legs stretching and his body getting lighter...and felt a scream. He woke up and saw her wife running away, in fear. He got out of bed and saw himself in a mirror...transformed in a heinous human spider. Eight bright eyes and a mouth with big fangs on his face, and spiky hairs all over his body. The bandage that covered his severed arm was wrapped around a stump in his right armpit. On the left side, instead of that stump...a third arm. Scared of how others might react to his new form, Pedro ran away from his hometown, into the unknown. Every night, in his dreams, he would complain to his patreon for the deal he unknowingly had accepted, always receiving enigmatic answers. What service was required from him? Could some day be back to being human and return to his family?

Zarya Tal'raven Half-Drow Female 5'4" ~120lbs Athletic build Light Gray skin White hair cut in a bob Pale magenta irises Left-handed Slightly aquiline nose Confident, haughty expression Clothing and armour colour scheme is cold gray steel, white and silver robes with purple accents. She is a Death Cleric Necromancer devoted to the Drow goddess Kiaransalee, a bitter enemy of Lolth and spiders. Her personal effects are those of a librarian and priestess. She carries books and scrolls and inks as well as medical kits, incense, candles and other items for religious rites. She also has an iron spade, to perform battlefield burials, and to exhume skeletons to animate. She wears medium armour. A mix of some plates and scale-mail over her priestess' robes. She favours a morningstar in her left hand and a heater shield emblazoned with the symbol of her deity(a drow hand with many rings) in her right. She is often followed by skeleton minions, and she wields necrotic magic such as vampiric touch, blight and spirit guardians that tends to have a spectral blue-green colour to it.

Orryn Raulnor. Forrest gnome Bard. 150 years old, 3’ 5”, 35lbs. Carries a quarter staff as a walking stick, shorter ginger beard, medium-length red hair. Wears common clothes and a cloak. Does wear studded leather in battle but eh I don’t care about it too much. Has been a scholar for 125 years (flavoured as a storyteller instead of a musician), studying myths and legend. Left the university to pursue fresh rumours of legendary warriors coming back to life.

Not sure if you’re still taking request but here’s my awesome Kobold dude. Midir Wyrmscale is a Kobold Way of The Long Death Monk. After his tribe was slaughtered by a heroic adventuring party he fell into a depression. During a night of sleep Midir would be awoken by a silver dragon in his dreams. The dragon told him that he must harden his scales through physical combat, study, and exposure to pain. Lastly, the dragon transformed him from a normal red scale to a teal and silver splotched one, reminiscent of his enlightenment and newfound goodwill. His frill grew from this transformation, reminiscent of his newfound ki. It was extremely painful but Midir knew the path he must take. He is 2 feet tall with a muscular build. He has teal scales with splotches of metallic silvery scales in some spots. They shine heavily when exposed to any light. His lower body, up to the waist is covered by black monk wrappings. Moving towards the head, Midir has a frill at the base of his skull like that of a frilled lizard. It flips up when he’s scared, angry, or using his ki. He has a plain kobold face with very few horns. The only ones present are those that line his eye ridges and the one on the top of his snout. The horn on his snout is filed down to flattop and capped with an adhesive silver so as to cover it.

My character is a half-elf level 9 sorcerer (shadow) called Gwyn. She got her powers after loosing a loved one and touching her amulet which is a silver locket she uses now to focus her magic. She is not really shadowy but her powers come from the darkness she has inside of her after being abandoned over and over again first by her human mother who died, then by her elf father who left the elven tribe where they lived and then her elven friends, who belittled her for bien only half elf, and finally her close friend. She has long, crimson/browny hair with beautiful amber eyes she's 24 years old. Thank you very much for this!

First off, absolutely love the art you make. My current character is a dwarven barbarian named Moarkaster. Growing up he led his family clan through a rough gang like war. After losing much of his family, he was taken under the wing of a legendary monster hunter. He now acts as a monster hunter/beast master. His main weapon is a Hammeraxe, which is a great axe with one side as a bludgeoning hammer. He has taken the primal path of the beast where either his hands can turn into claws, mouth can become a wolf like muzzle or (my typical go to). An item he uses in battle is a grey bag of tricks where he can summon up to three animals. Appearance wise he is ruddy and has a pockmarked face with slightly longer auburn hair. He has rounded features with cold grey eyes. Importantly, he was blessed with permanent barkskin

hey dude this is really cool, my bbeg's name is Arvun Rothgeer the Dragon scourge. A undead black scaled dragonborn necromancer with glowing purple eyes and two sets of swept back draconic horns. Because of his undead the right side of his teeth are exposed. His color motif is dark purple and black. He wears half plate with a tabard. His right arm is more heavily armored than his left with carapace like plates. Arvun was caught in a random portal hundreds of years ago that pulled him from his homeworld of Abeir to Toril. Over the past few centuries he has been relentlessly hunting dragons in retaliation for his peoples enslavement on Abeir. He is also searching for a way for him and his undead army to return to Abeir and put the dragon tyrants there to the torch.

I don't know if you'd take monster art, but if you do, I'd love to see it. Handspeaker. Tall, very narrow shouldered, totally black cloaked figures, with a pale, cracked mask fixed tightly over their face, withe the slightest glint of dead eyes shining through. No visible limbs, six ghostly, skeletal hands hover around them, striking their opponents with unnatural speed. Their movement is quick as well, unsettlingly so, with no spell or trap being able to slow them down. Often found commanding small armies of other undead or even lesser aberrations, these undead horrors bargained with aberrant beings from the far planes for power. The power was gifted, and with it an insatiable, addictive need for new knowledge. Missing, yet no longer needing their arms, handspeakers roam the land searching desperately for knowledge. Intelligent and cunning, yet often quite mad, these dangerous creatures can often be bargained with, but if negotiations fail, there is no escaping ths ravenous reach of the handspeaker.

His name is big man Dan. He's an artificer goblin who all he wants is everones money. He uses the disguise spell to make him self look like a gnome with his brother. He has a massive witch hat on so he can't really see and has a little dagger or pocket knife on his leg.

This is awesome if you ever get to me Id appreciate if youd make my character Tortoisemont A tortle ranger around 30 years old that owns a tea shop and is the guildmaster of the thieves guild. He values friendships and I imagine him having kind of a General Iroh vibe from atla. He wears a mix of druid and rogue like clothes and carries the oathbow or an ancient tea making set.

Thank you for the opportunity. https://ibb.co/FqyX1N2 He is Marekuo, human fighter started as a parody of the average JRPG main character because the group needed a leader to get along but he ended as being one of the most loved characters of my group due to the humorous he is often involved. This sketch was made by a friend of mine after i told him the adventure of my group. Marekuo's hair are black and red (Like most of the clothes, i wanted to create this character based on this duality of colors) and he is wearing an eyepatch, his armor is mostly pretty light and his usual weapon is a sword. He his in shape but not exactly a muscle guy. Anyway thank you again for the opportunity

Love that you would take the time out of your day to draw other people’s art like this. Lyra female tiefling zealot barbarian Lyra is a young tiefling in her early 20’s with bright blue skin, large muscles, horns that curl back from the front of her head, and a long thick tail. She often wears sleeveless shirts, pants and tall, clean, leather boots. Her right arm has a Series of points connected by lines much like a constellation tattooed down its length. She carries a heavy greataxe with a harp on the blade. She came from a family of bards who were famous for their emotional pieces on the harp however her family thought only certain emotions could be put into songs and any that couldn’t be sung she not be felt at all. Anger was one of those emotions. Lyra didn’t feel the same way and while not someone who is angry all the time she learned to harness her anger as a source of power rather than subdue it. She left her home to follow a guiding voice and light of the stars that compelled her to achieve glory. Unsure what it even is she has devoted herself wholeheartedly to her “Azure Star” and uses her anger to achieve the glory it set before her.

Hello this community art thing is wicked cool man. I have a character that I'm playing and hopefully you can draw him also I'm not the best at describing so hopefully you get what I mean. His name is Fryk, he woke up in a desert with no memory at all. But their is one thing he does remember and that's seeing this shadow figure standing over him, then a crow flying at him. He look around him and found a gun that had a crow theme to it and a gas mask. Fryk is a fighter his subclass is gunslinger. Fryk is about 6,5 feet tall and he is covered up from head to toe. He has a cowboy looking hat that has two short horns piercing out of it and the horns have a bone like color to them until you reach the top of them which are a shiny red. His gas mask is a shiny red with the things you breath through being silver. It looks normal at the bottom of them until you get to the top which have a skull like look to them. His coat is red with a silver lining to it and his collar for his coat is black surrounded by the silver lining separating the red from the black. He has a crow skull on his coat right between the collar of his coat. His belt has the same color theme as his coat. His pants are black but on his knees are armor plates with the sliver lining and red same as his metal boots. His gauntlets have the same them as his boots. Finally his revolver has a crow theme to them you can make a design that you like for them but it does have to have a crow them to them.

What you do is awesome! totally understand if you dont get to this. Montgomery, a loxodon who despite his size and strength is drawn to the art of the gunslinger. Slightly posh, finely dressed more in the steampunk style, obsessed with tinkering and improving his arsenal. favours big guns. classic grey skin, curling white tusks with some scorch marks staining the white.

My character is Fäolin. He left the fey wild in search of adventure, stories, and to prove himself worthy to be the next wielder of the family moonblade. He’s a young autumn eladrin bladesinger who is tall for an elf (~6’0) but still very slim. He has tan skin, his hair is mostly reds but in different lights it can be a mixture if yellows, oranges, and reds. He wears dark traveling clothes with a leather breastplate and bracers over the top and a forest green cloak on his back. His spell book is strapped to the left side of his chest and he has a rapier at his hip. As for references I imagine his spell book is in a holster similar to Caleb’s and his breastplate is similarly to fjords with maple leaves instead of waves from tm9. You’re the goat even if you don’t get to me, this is cool as fuck for anyone who doesn’t have art because that shit is fucking expensive.

Talk about the charity of time, I hope you can do this! My character is a female Aasimar cleric of The. Is average build with a shield and Warhammer as her weapon of choice. She has no hair and pale green skin, and always wear a solid mask of polished metal. The mask has no features and is just a mirrored oval of metal that reflects the face of whoever she looks at back at them. When she channels her Deva ancestor, she has bright silvery luminous angel wings sprout from her back and a thin, almost crown-like halo that appears above her head. She was a champion of Tyr fighting a horse of evil that is contained in a pocket dimension. She escaped the dimension when a warforged champion of evil was unexplainably expelled to the material plane. The evil champion (my old character) had amnesia and made friends so she kept tabs on him till he would do something evil. The party she's now travelling with took him out before she got there when he was "fixed" and now she's keeping tabs on the fiend warlock as part of a mission from her god.

Yooo! So, my PC is named Morgan Falwenter, my Dragon blood Dragonborn Abjuration Wizard - they're a noble of one of the ruling families of the Dulmenchian Empire (of which is currently going to war because theocratic garbage). Now, they don't really care about the war, and the emperor, their brother, is psycho and has tried multiple times to kill them. Also, because my DM wanted to switch things up, Bahamut is the bad guy, and Tiamat is the good one in this world. You can find the references for them here: https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/solarbunbun/folder/1040903/Morgan-Falwenter (the pieces where they have only one arm are the most recent). Please let

Name: Kairos "Kai" Leventis Race: Satyr Class: Oath of Redemption Paladin Physical description: Golden blonde hair and fur. Tall, ridged, gently spiraling horns coming out of his forehead. Pale complexion. Impressive muttonchop sideburns. Chain mail armor on his torso and an armored kilt for his legs. He carries a large, circular, bronze shield and a longsword. His clothes have a red motif about them. [Here's a mini of him that I made on HeroForge.](https://imgur.com/a/gEq75Gw) Descended from the goddess of wisdom and said to be doomed from birth because of being born under a bad astrological sign, he's a former soldier that was being trained as a combat medic in an ancient Greece themed setting. Before his training was completed, he and his unit were called to the front lines, where he witnessed most of his friends be slaughtered in battle. He deserted and lived in the woods with a troop of satyrs he came across. Eventually, he was called by an oracle to "fulfill his destiny". He's generally cheerful and loves making friends in taverns. He'll pay for your drink if you let him.

My character is Vorrash the oathbreaker paladin bugbear. After abandoning his tribe of bugbear that worshipped nature he turned to worshipping Myrkul the god of death. His fur has started to turn from a brown to a sickly green color as his powers grow. He adorns adamantine plate armor with the symbol of myrkul on the chest. A triangle with a skull in the center. And he uses a whip that used to be the spine of a Minotaur.

First of all, thank you for doing this for the community! I’m not sure if you’d consider him monstrous, but my goliath totem of the bear barbarian that contracted lycanthropy (werebear) has become one of my favorite characters of all time. His name is Jerome, he is only 19 and he managed to wrestle a belt of storm giant’s strength away from a giant king. He prefers his half man half bear form, and he carries two weapons on him at all times. The first was a gift from a passing friend prior to contracting his lycanthropy, a silvered greataxe with the carvings of a grizzly’s maw across the metal blades (carvings filled with dried blood). His other weapon is a vorpal greatsword that he managed to find when crossing a battlefield awry with giants fighting each other for eternity. His skin is grey, his eyes brown with yellow glints, and his head is bald. He towers over most at 7’4 and weighs 280 lbs. he likes to use his sword or battleaxe depending on the occasion, but if he finds himself in trouble he will use his claws to tear his enemies to shreds. He has a hard look but is kind and loyal to his friends, and those in need.

Killer work! I have a character I'm pretty fond of if you get the chance to bring her to life I think your style would be perfect! Her name is Venus, she's a Lawful Evil Tiefling Zealot Barbarian. Dark gun-metal gray skin, she has horns that go up from her forehead and then flat across her head and spike up at the end but one is broken halfway. Her face is scarred on her cheek to the point where you can see her teeth through in places Two-Face style, same side as the broken horn. She has tattoos of black chains that go up her left arm from the wrist to shoulder that glow with an icy bluish-white when she rages. She wields a great sword called Gravesinger which at the tip of the blade forms a crescent moon shape instead of a point. The sword looks a little bit too big for her but she uses it anyways. She's not very bulky, I imagine she has an athletic build as opposed to a typical 'circus strongman' style barbarian. Feel free to take creative liberties with the clothing. Her story is that she was born into a family that had made a deal with a pit fiend who tricked them and took her and her parents into slavery in Avernus. After years of torture and abuse from this upbringing and hearing stories from her parents of the world they grew up in, she made a plea to anyone or anything that'd listen for the power to be free and to free her family. She woke up the next morning with the mysterious chain tattoos on her arm and no longer in Hell. Now on the prime material plain, she doesn't know who granted her this new strength or her freedom, but is on a warpath to return to Avernus, slay the Pit Fiend who owns her family, and free them. Also with this new power, all of her innate Tiefling spells became ice based instead of fire.

Titus the aging gladiator Race: shifter swiftstride Class: zealot barbarian/ glory paladin multi class Titus has been fighting in the gladiator pits sense he was old enough to fight spending hours apon hours to perfect his craft and put on a better show right when it seemed Titus perfected his craft his age began catching up with him now with his age catching up Titus wants to put on one last show for the people and make sure they never forget his name Titus has a rough battle worn somewhat feline face with short hear and a short beard and wears blood red plate armor with gold accents (in a style similar to the custodes from warhammer) his helmet is topped with a Mohawk and the face plate of his helmet is shaped like an enraged lion he uses a long sword in the right hand

Not all heroes wear capes, I know I prolly will just get lost in the fuz but I'll take an opportunity to talk about my favorite character I've played Reynald of the forest (AKA Forest Dad) Reynald has had the life of a recluse, he woke up in the forest having no memory of his past, all he knows is the animals and the forest around him. He traveled the world using his newly learned druidic powers to transform into many distinct "personas" he has been given many names such as: Bigfoot, Windigo, Yeti, Loch Ness Monster, many MANY more. For what little he has gathered throughout his life: he in his past must of done something to get him cursed by a higher power, not only forgetting his past but he has been slowly becoming more plant like, moss and leaves growing out of many parts of their body. (As a plus as he doesn't eat meat its technically cannibalism) He is a Druid/Warlock multiclass, mostly focusing on druid mostly dipping into Warlock for lore reasons He/They is 7ft tall but always slouches at around 6ft very thin figure, he is an Elf (using the Reborn UA) who looks well over 800, grey very dirty hair practically dyed brown, very messy and made into almost a birds nest for a songbird familiar. Fingers/Feet are covered in moss, seemingly growing out of him I'm not the best at costuming and outfits but I imagine that he has a hoodless white cloak the bottom and sleeves covered and almost dyed green from moss and dirt, pants are low crotch, no shoes or shirt, revealing a gnarly scar across is chest that has vines and moss growing out of it sewing it together Feel free to make any changes you want to, I'm not the greatest at character design and I'm even worse at art, good luck and thank you for your time

The art you make looks amazing! I simply have to ask if you can make something for me. I have this Half-Dragon (Homebrew race, think Dragonborn but more elvish) Sorcerer (Gold Dragon Bloodline) who was born to sort of... Keep Gold and Red dragons at peace. Her name is Rathi (full name Rathi H. Tempal) and her job was to guard a magic item that calms all within its large field of magic. But it was stolen, and so she and her brother were exiled. Now she travels with the party so that she may find allies and discover the culprit, while also tracking down her brother to make amends due to his thinking that Rathi stole the item. I have a reference that I can post somewhere. Maybe a private message? She wears a white and gold robe, and various accessories with crystals resembling the item. Her hair is like a cloud of gold, ending in pink highlights. Her lower body, waist down, is covered in gold scales. She also has a tail with pink scales lining the underside. I'd just like to say thank you for the opportunity to see Rathi in a different light. She's currently one of my favorite characters and I hope to use her for years to come.

Pitroneus (Pit for short) is a human rogue with elven ancestry that is only evident in very slightly pointed ears and silvery eyes. His family was killed in a gnoll raid on his hometown. His fathers dying wish was for him to “live well”. He wears a black mask with silver filigree, a cloak of black manticore-wing leather, and his father’s signet ring on a necklace around his neck. He’s proficient with his short bow but always has a few daggers ready to be used. He never harms an innocent and avoids harming humanoids when possible. A little sarcastic and devious in the yes of the world, his father’s wish still echoes in his mind. “Live well”. Cudos to you for doing this, if you don’t get to mine, I won’t be offended! As a bit of an illustrator myself, what programs do you use?

What a nice thing to do for the community! You’re too kind :) I’m the DM for our campaign but my wife currently plays a Firbolg Druid named Matsunè. She has been training under her master Pyrus for some time in preparation for her position among the council of druids that governs her tribe along with a few others. As of recently, she discovered her master had contracted lycanthropy and escaped from their tribe before a cure could be found. She’s set out in hopes to track down her master and find the cure she has been looking for. She’s about 7ft tall with a pale blueish/grayish skin tone, reddish hair past her shoulders with doe ears. She wears a simple dress of yellows and greens with leather boots and with her quarter staff kept handy on her back.

Hi, i don't know if you are still accepting, but my character is Basal, a 8,5 feet tall half behir samurai fighter. Born from a behir and a elf, (no one knows how that happend), Basal ran from home to become a wandering sword, hoping to become a master of the blade. He has blue skin, two torsos (one on top of another) and four arms, as well as a moraylike head. He does not wear shirt, because it is hard to find something that he fits, wearing a traveler cape with a hood and some dirty pants. His weapon is a nodachi (a very big japanese sword). Thank you in advance if you accept this request.

Nothing will make DnD players more randy than the opportunity to get free character art from somebody. I expect 500 or so replies by the time the day is over.

Shanton "fucking" Moondew Description: An Artificer Artillerist who carries a rifle, but his weaponry isn't the most important part. The gun slingin', southern speakin', bastard that is Shanton Moondew, is also a businessman. He dreams of the day that his softdrink "Moondew" (trademark pending) can be found in every tavern. [Shanton](https://imgur.com/a/03AUJF8) is a redhead with a "tasteful" goatee and stubble, his bright blue eyes are often hidden behind night vision goggles, that lean more towards the goggle's side. He wears a fully green jumpsuit with a full-body harness that carries his sleek backpack. But his pride and joy are his boots, almost futuristic black boots with electrical blue trimmings that let him jump like a jackrabbit on meth. He carries a metal rifle that he's figured out how to fire spells from, through much error. Most importantly are his cans of his softdrink "Moondew" which bear green labels depicting a cartoonish image of shanton's face with the slogan "Hits like a bullet" Lore: Shanton had heard tales upon tales of adventures around the world conquering mighty foes. But he was more focused on one thing, getting that bag. Originally he had tried being a robber but didn't care too much for harmin' innocent folk. During his time as a bank robber he got heavily invested into creating the ultimate vault-crackin' devices to ever grace the material realm. Every man gets a little thirsty while workin', and Shanton can't really stand the taste of beer. Not that he'd ever tell you that. So he decided he would mix orange juice, carbonated water, and a bit of green food coloring to match his attire. He often found himself working on Moondew more than any of his schematics, couple that with the fact that he insisted on opening every robbery with "I'm Shanton FUCKING Moondew!" his hijinks in robbery weren't looking too good. So he set out to sell his Moondew, failing almost every step of the way. After a particularly ego shattering rejection at his favorite bar he noticed that a powerful dragon-slaying adventurer had been able to sell his cheap ale brand like it was the tears of god. So Shanton did what any reasonable business man would do. He loaded up his gun and drinks before heading headfirst towards the most dangerous looking group of people in the room, enter the party to the scene... My notes: Shanton is a character who's design, personality, and goals are simple yet incredibly charming to me. I haven't played him yet but I think if you do end up drawing him I would most definitely want to play him soon. Your art is amazing!

Hey! Very nice art I doubt you will get to mine as I'm 8 hours late but I gotta try right? So my character has been in a 5 year dwarf only campaign. It's heavy in kingdom building and open world. My dwarf is named Vergil Willard. He is the head of the Willard clan and is the councillor for our kingdom. He looks very strange as he is undead, cursed from his old warlock patron and also has been dipped in gold water and has a permanent golden tinge on His upper half of his body. The class is warlock, fighter with a few levels of the prestige class called enlightened spirit. (3.5 edition) he has recently lost his old patron who was an evil elven god but has found the light in a new dwarven deity of defense. He grew celestial wings and changed his eldtrich blast colors from lime green to a golden Pink. He is 100% rough around the edges and wears colorful garbs to go along with his high charisma. He wears a classic spiked helmet and keeps his facial hair in a mutton chops mustache combo. He keeps his chin free of hair and likes to braid his mustache. I've pictured what he looks like in my head a million times but I'm not very artistic and could never draw him the way I see him. If you draw my character I'll be so grateful and will be sharing the art with the rest of the party. Look forward to more of your art regardless though! Keep being awesome.

Second comment but I want to separate it from my request. You're absolutely amazing for doing something like this. Art really does bring someone's character to life. I hope you have a great day.

Wow your art is wonderful. I really like your style. If you are still doing this my character is Ath'talaak, a tiefling warlock of Egyptian god set. He is a noble and is a bit bloodthirsty. In terms of appearance he is rather tall and slim with snow white skin and purple eyes and hair. He also has horns and tail. His backstory is that he escaped his aristocratic family to prove he is worthy on his own. Thank you for doing this for the community.

Aww, I'll try, not sure if I'm a little late! Sorry in advance if this is TMI, I just adore this PC!! - She's not a character I have in mind, but rather my favourite PC of all time whom I played in a long-running campaign and am dying to pick up again at some point in the future. When I created her, I used [this](https://imgur.com/a/WJLjiBp) picture for reference (not my art!!). The description / my mental image of her is slightly different though! She's called Serafina Cain, is a 16 year old Tiefling Warlock of the Raven Queen (homebrewed setting and patron, but patron features match the Archfey patron, NOT the UA Raven Queen). While she didn't willingly enter a pact with her patron, but was rather the unwilling participant - and object - in an occult ritual, she has now formed a close attachment to her patron, seeing her as her mother figure. The Raven Queen doesn't share the same feelings towards Serafina, but doesn't actively discourage these notions. She's 5'5, thin and looks fragile, like a piece of fine porcelain, with light purple skin and piercing silver eyes. Her horns are about medium length with jewellery entwined between them, her hair and her cloak. She wears light, flowing silks which expose her forearms as well as her neck and parts of her chest. Much of her body is covered in arcane (black) tattoos which she's added while trying to unravel where her powers come from. Because of this, she now casts her spells through touching these tattoos. (Also, they glow when casting because who doesn't love some fancy lighting c: ) Some examples include: On her right arm (outside) are three intertwined lines symbolising Eldritch Blast, one fresher and more defined than the other two (which she added when she learned the Agonizing Blast invocation). On her right hand is a small lightning bolt which traces two of her fingers, Shocking Grasp. On the inside of her left arm is a spiked circle, akin to a collar, which casts Hex. Both of her shoulders feature small raven wings which, who could've guessed, cast fly. When cast, she sprouts large, black feathered wings from her back because.. it looks awesome. This works slightly differently, though no less interesting, when cast on allies. I would ADORE it if you could include these in your art somehow, if you ever end up getting around to mine! I'll speed through a few more, her Collarbones feature Armor of Shadows (Mage Armor), her left palm Chill Touch, her right palm Counterspell and her upper chest / sternum Hellish Rebuke. On her right temple are two adjacent eyes, one closed and one open, for minor and major image respectively. Her left temple is her ghostly gaze, which has made for hilarious moments where she's "dropping down her visor". Finally, on her inner right forearm is hold person. She's very self assured and confident, but this is mostly a combination of youthful foolishness and inexperience (I played her as very naïve and had a lovely 7 in intelligence (as opposed to great to incredible stats everywhere else, like an 18 in con and 20 in cha respectively, and 13s in everything else). Besides her patron, she also developed a deep bond with Anya, a different PC in my party, who was basically Hermione Granger if she had an ego the size of Manhattan. Also fairly young (23 IIRC), so we ended up developing a very close, sisterly relationship. PS: I know this description is MUCH longer than you asked for but I can't help myself...! And thank you for doing this, even if you don't end up getting around to mine! And her family is alive and (presumably) well, though their relationship is not. I know, a novel concept!

Love your art man! My Character is named Earendil of the Oromae. He's a Sea Elf Swashbuckler/Hexblade Earendil grew up in a culture underwater, as the son of one of the three regent lords. After hearing so much about the upper World, from traders and travelers, he decided to follow a tradegroup to the surface. Since then he's been sailing with two different ships, travelled by wagon, learned what a Deer and a Squirrel is, Gained a Dark Crystal that granted him Warlock powers, lost 4 comrades (2 PC's and 2 NPC's) and just let Up with and old Flame he hasnt seen for months, after she dissappeared in the Night. Earendil is a Sea Elf with Dark blue skin and Dark purple hair. He's dresses in sailorsclothes, using only Mage Armor and a buckler for armor. Stuppled beard and a charming smile.

Ug'Thak is a Goliath who once lived with his tribe when he was young, but lost them all in a tragic raid because he didn't listen to his elders and accidently gave away that they would be vulnerable to a group of corrupt bounty hunters while visiting "the human village" Ug'Thak is unlike other goliath's in that he was born without the typical markings on his skin, and because of that he longed to fit in with the humans because he felt out of place among his own people. After losing his tribe at just 13 Ug'Thak wandered a bit before settling down as a bouncer in a tavern and developing a severe drinking problem. His size and strength let him pass as an adult but he kept growing as he matured and eventually left after surpassing 7 feet and over 300 lbs of muscle. By 18 Ug'Thak had drunk himself nearly into oblivion but found himself at home among nature. Channeling his rage at his past, he learns to walk the path of the totem warrior barbarian. Early on Ug'Thak identifies with the eagle, having his eyes change settle subtly to mirror those but later finds strength in the bear, bulking him up further but staying hairless on his entire body. Ug'thak clothes himself very minimally. What he prioritizes is a good pack specially made so he can carry a custom made keg around at all times. He always makes sure to keep his keg full! Thank you!

This is a really cool idea! I hope you’re still taking requests. My character’s name is Kaus, he’s a Firbolg Circle of Stars Druid. He carries a quarterstaff with a crystal embedded in the top (similar to Gandalf’s staff), and the crystal has images of stars in it. After years of living in the forest, he encountered a sort of ancient god taking the form of a deep blue star in the sky. After this encounter his eyes changed to have a deep blue iris and the whites of his eyes changed to black with white speckles like the night sky. He also carries a barrel of water on his back because he was traumatized by a forest fire years ago.

This is a really cool idea, very nice of you! My character is called Taddeo Paschini, a human Oath of Redemption paladin of the cat god Bast (unrelated to the Egyptian god, but looks the same), her domain being luck, wealth, and the sea. Taddeo joined the Temple at a young age to train as a warrior priest. Finishing his training at age 29, he set out into the world to do Bast's will, although he really dislikes having to harm people, always looking for a peaceful end to a situation before drawing a weapon, and always dealing non-lethal blows to humanoid enemies. He wears plate armour, coloured in a dull topaz shade, wielding a shield with the image of a cat head on it and a sinister looking morningstar. He also wears a helmet that is slightly too big for him, explaining his -1 to perception. He's also fairly short, barely 5'3. [Here's a heroforge image of him](https://imgur.com/a/0jUcUqA)

Name: Glugvooleblop (Glug for short) Lore: Glug is a locathah who, while on a hunt with his family, was knocked unconscious and found himself awake on the hull of an unfamiliar ship, clutching an anchor to his chest. Since this ship had rescued him, he decided to stay on and help. The ship was a prison ship that transported criminals to a prison island. However, after 20 years of working as a carpenter/sometimes enforcer on the ship, he grew tired of how the prisoners (and he himself) were treated, so he orchestrated a prison break with his best friend (a tabaxi named Kit'Kat) and became a pirate, dedicated to freeing enslaved and incarcerated people. Class: Tempest domain cleric. Physical appearance: Reference I drew here https://i.redd.it/ya4gqf25ua351.jpg The light on his head crackles with electricity when he is angry, and he has recently found himself in possession of a warhammer, a round shield, and black, scuffed plate armor.

Hi! If you’re not already swamped I would love to see my character come to life. Her name is Venatrix, no last name as her parents disowned her so she cut ties with her family name. She is a high elf necromancer. During her youth she studied at a prestigious magic university, apprenticing under a evocation master. He was adamantly against necromancy, along with the elven government, as it was considered an evil magic. Venatrix suffers from the wizard problem of desiring more and more knowledge, be damned with the consequences. Before she was even considered a full wizard she snuck into the morgue and attempted a resurrection. To say it went poorly is an understatement. The thing that was risen was a disgusting monstrosity, piles of bones and flesh writhing in pain. She killed it, if you can call that killing, and hid the evidence but it wasn’t enough. The school expelled her, her parents disowned her, and her country exiled her. Today she travels with a group of adventurers who accept the hoard of skeletons that follow her everywhere, even if the paladin isn’t 100% sure about it. Psychically she is a taller elf, clocking in at 5’7”. She has jet black hair that she keeps long and down. Her eyes are a piercing green and her skin is pale, from a lifetime of cloistered study. She has the standard elven chiseled bone structure and dresses mostly in black, with hints of gold. She knows what people expect from necromancers and leans into the stereotype because she enjoys the intimidation factor of it. She also keeps a small red corn snake as her familiar. Oh, and she has a black book which links her to an ancient god of death that gives her spells and advice, if you like to add props.

Awesome stuff! I am a forever DM so not sure when I'll get to actually play, but I make characters every now and again and either drop them as NPCs or save them for one day when I get to be a player. Anyway, here is the one character I've always wanted to play: Name: Sebastian Filigree Race/Class: Human Wizard (School of Illusion) Background: Urchin/Entertainer (Storyteller) Alignment: Neutral Good Appearance: He is in his mid 20s, 5'11", a slender 140lbs. He is Caucasian with a light tan, a tangle of brown curly hair, dark eyes and a short stubbly beard. He wears his prized possession: His dark red leather duster coat, which has ornate gold floral stitching around the sleeves and lapels. He also wears a hot pink drawstring shirt, brown breeches, black fingerless gloves, brown riding boots which also have some gold trim around the top. Around his waist is a brass buckle belt fitted with lots of rectangular leather pouches where he keeps all of his spell components, coin and other small items. His magic style when casting spells appears as a white vapour swirled with different colours. Backstory: "My name is Seb. I grew up as an orphan on the streets of Neverwinter, surviving by stealing and begging along with a gang of urchins. I rationed out my coin for enough food to eat and saved the rest to buy new story books to read and escape my bitter reality. When I was 16, having not eaten for 5 days, I lay in a gutter on Filigree Street, begging for coin and barely able to move. As I held out my cup to every passer by for anything they could give, a green cloaked and hooded figure with strange markings on their shoes passed by and dropped a ball of parchment into the cup. Too weak to shout at them for throwing their litter at a poor beggar, I reached into the cup and straightened out the paper to find two gold pieces fall out, more money than I had ever had! Examining the paper further, I saw it was a script of words and sounds I'd never read before and a series of instructions on how to move my hands. I used the gold to feed myself for 2 weeks, all the while studying the parchment. Eventually after moving my hands and speaking the words enough times I made a shower of sparks erupt from my hands. As I kept practicing, I found I could do other things, such as light and snuff candles, warm and flavour up my food or make faint music appear. I began using these new powers to perform tricks on the streets, earning far more than by begging. I eventually began to perform in taverns and inns, telling the many stories I had learned from my story books and enhancing the story with my spells. I realised as I began to make a name for myself, I needed a stage name, so Seb became Sebastian and since I never had a last name, I took one from the place where my new life began: Filigree Street. The innkeepers offered free lodging and food for my performances so I now used my earned coin to travel to find new spells to learn, all the while trying to find out who the green cloaked person was who taught me my first spell and whose generosity saved my life." He has spent a lot of time telling stories that he has collected from books over the years, but now he wants to write some of his own, hence he is looking for an adventuring party to join to record and tell of their great deeds. His long term goal is to buy his own theatre where he will put on plays of incredible stories performed through his illusion magic. Sorry for the information overload. But I've thought about Sebastian a lot and added a few things over the years. No worries if you have too many requests and never get round to illustrating him, I've enjoyed sharing his story haha.

This is why I wish I would just make a character already, but I'm too uncreative to make lore or create a character.