Innocent Xamryn in an ugly Christmas sweater that says "I'm so good Santa came twice". "Leshy got me this for being our "moral compass. It means I get two presents ... Right?" Oh honey.
Merry Christmas everyone
#dndoc #elfenjoyers #dndart #duroart
One of Duro's contacts is @evionfox.bsky.social 's big chunk of cyberbeef, Gaius! They get along like oil and water, but cover each other's flaws too well to ignore.
Another is a young clandestine ripperdoc who will work on you for free if you let him get creative :)
#cyberpunk77 #duroart #ocart
It's not easy being broke in Night City, especially when your own shitty attitude keeps shooting yourself in the foot.
#cyberpunk77 #ocart #duroart
A greasy looking businessman in a suit. Red swept-back hair, black suit with metal and steel grey accents. Bright red eyes with deep shadows and eyeliner rimming beneath them, his face has lines and seams where paneling can be lifted. He's holding some kind of tablet pad and sneering. "My fucking toaster has more RAM than you, and better firewalls. Get the fuck out of my office before you overheat."
The same man from the prior picture, but much less put together. Hair messy and falling in his face, no gel to keep it swept back, facial hair scruffy. A line-patterned black t shirt hangs on his light frame, with a big puffy grey jacket loose down past his shoulders. He's propping his head up with one hand that glints with cybernetics, and is working at a laptop. Glaring again, but tired. "I told you I'm -Working on it-. The boss will have his eddies by morning." "Only thing that will speed it up is a triple espresso, on the double. Well? Get it, or get out."
Cyberpunk77 AU Duro.
He's a programmer and netrunner, liked to code malware for fun and to undermine his rivals by selling daemons to mobs. Until it all went wrong ofc. Now he's in debt to the 'mercy' of those who saved his ass.
Before the Fall || In the Trenches
#cyberpunk77 #duroart #ocart
A pencil bust of a blood elf with medium length, feathered hair glaring into the distance.
Never forget where you come from. Though I have no desire to return, that blood elf starting point will always be at Duroxas' core.
#Wow #bloodelf #duroart
It took a bit to hash this out -- the problem with committing to 'mess up the boy more whenever he nearly dies' is you get a nice look, and then sht happens and you've gota put your money where your mouth is.
#dndart #dndoc #duroart #sketchbook #dnd #trpgart
A bust portrait of a nervous undead elf in a cloak and armor with short white hair and gold cracks. Oh Xam buddy, maybe someone will find a spell to grow that back for you.
Oops! What happened to your hair, buddy?! (Nonconsensual haircut earned courtesy of a giant mantis demigod slamming him and the party with a big molten Meteor Swarm)
#dnd5e #dnd #dndart #ttrpgart #dndoc #elfenjoyers #duroart
On the top, two headshots of the same pale elf with gold cracks and black & white hair. One with a cloak around his shoulders and an expression that looks more serious on the left, and one bare shouldered with a surprised expression on the right. Xamryn in casual clothing, moving off screen and looking furtive Xamryn plugged into the spelljammer throne by myriad thin black wires that have dug into his flesh beneath his armor, expression lifeless, slumped forward.
A blonde, tired looking teifling in black clothing and with curling purple horns holding back a restrained laugh. Xamryn doesn't know what to make of his. Was his suggestion about trying to give the teifling's petrified stone hand a massage to loosen it up off the mark?
An uncolored sketch of a fairy tugging on Xamryn's cloak, who looks back with a scowl in slight surprise. "OI! This talk ent over!"
I need to post the colored scribbles I do of Xamryn more often. Here's a collection from earlier in the year!
He can swing between really serious and rather hopeless at the speed of light and I love him for it.
#dnd5e #dndart #elfenjoyers #trpgart #dndoc #digitalart #ocart #duroart
A pencil waist-up drawing of an astral elf in half plate armor, holding the strap of the travel sack that's over his shoulder. He has dark hair and black sclera, and is looking forward with determination. "When you left for Wildspace that day to find out who you are ..." "Could you have imagined who you'd become? What you'd become?"
The same elf, In spikier full plate with a cloak now, fallen forward on the ground and trying to hold himself up. His eyes are obscured by his hair, now almost completely white. Black sludge pours from his mouth, pooling beneath him. "What would happen to you?"
Where Xamryn started versus where we left off last time.
Turns out he's the champion of an ancient god of Death and Justice, who's been mostly (but not all the way!) consumed by a Worm God that has hijacked it's prison.
His job? Kill the worm.
#dnd #ttrpg #dndart #ttrpgart #duroart #dndoc
My DnD characters are going thru it at the moment, and they're all over my sketchbook for that reason.
Xam lost his black hair privileges last session because he got downed in combat and Nahail needs a new job BADLY.
#ttrpgart #dndart #dndoc #duroart #dnd
A black and white drawing of eight people at a low table, most of whom are drinking hot tea! From left to right -- A lalafel in a suit, short hair, standing on the edge of the table and leaning on his axe. Smoking, rather than drinking tea. It's still herb. (Autim, WAR) A miqote seated politely with her tea, long sleeves hang off her shoulders, in a cute short dress underneath. She has a crown, because she's in charge and also a queen. (Reika, SCH/SGE) A very large viera woman in a long coat with Many Belts and Huge Naturals. They're explaining the diagrams on the whiteboard beside them, they've been through an Ultimate before. Guide us. (Runa, DRK) A male viera sipping his tea, wearing a cozy spellcastery shawl and robe. Not show, all his cards on the table, trying to predict how we'll perish. (Brem, AST) A miqote male scribbling away at paperwork and textbooks with intense concentration, tea nearby. Baseball cap, vest, jeans, he's gotta catch em all... after he finishes his homework. (Lionel, SMN) A lalafel on his way to his spot having lagged behind a bit, sipping his tea. Wearing a suit, but its a little edgier, with black sunglasses and lil horns. He has two swords on his back. (Frank, VPR) A xaela male with four horns listening attentively to the lecture, wearing a tight tanktop. He's huge, so he's spread out at the edge of the table. Hey, thats me! (Duro, BRD) An elezen woman sitting regally at the end of the table, one hand on her tea, the other resting on her Katana. She's wearing an open-backed dress that pools around her waist. Ready to slay. (Astrelle, SAM) Lionel's Carbuncle. "Teatime"
I put together a little present for my static as we get ready to head into TEA for real. I've never taken on an ultimate before lmao I'm SPOOKED but here we are!
#ffxiv #ffxivart #ffxivoc #ffxivraiding #duroart
Top panel - A male drow and a pinkish gem-speckled polar bear peek into a square crevace in the wall, facing the camera. In the back, a female elf cleric with a glowing trident calls over to them in confusion. Bottom panel -- A sudden explosive flamethrower blasts from the hole in the wall. The bear is scorched, and the bright flash violently disorients the sunlight-sensitive drow.
The dungeon crawl seems to be going well enough. Our 'heroes' didn't quite expect a fire elemental in the secret hole in the wall, though. Shaythe REALLY didn't appreciate the flashbang.
#dndoc #ttrpg #dndart #ttrpgart #elfenjoyers #dnd #duroart
A few pencil doodles - a grouchy male elf in profile - a male elf in a casual jacket, white hair with a black patch on the forehead and cracks on his face and body, leaning back with his hands up. "Whoa whoa wait." - a female fairy with short hair roasting a marshmallow on the fire circling a robot's head. The robot is also roasting marshmallows, able to hold one stick in a clamp on each finger. Highly OP skill.
Sketchbook doodles ft more of the Godsbane crew to get through the work day.
Our warforged druid, Leshy20, recently got some potent fire-related upgrades to his OS.
#dndart #ttrpgart #dndoc #duroart #dnd
An undead elf in dark armor sits at a bar with an untouched mug of ale, brow furrowed in thought. Lots of thought. Too much thought, honestly. "What's going to happen when the last obelisk breaks?" "The worm god will be free.." "How do we even GET to the obelisk... Through the Theocracy' whole army I guess..." -'need to find out where on Olympia the obelisk is. And then... Get the ship close? So we can get away? But that depends on how the worm appears... But I can't move the ship AND break the obelisk at the same time so we HAVE to escape back to wherever we docked. But if we kill the Sun Emperor in the process do we even need to flee?' "Quit it. There's no point trying to plan that." "Is they any way at all to get my memories back? Hymn got his somehow... 'That's selfish to worry about now'. "Where do we go from here?" "What is "The Starchild"? Why does Turamir need it?" 'That bastard...' "What if there isn't enough of a force left from The Dominion to help us?" "Where are Aubrie and Thurn? I hope they're okay..." 'I miss them' "Thurn is going to be pissed at me for dying" 'Shouldve told him sooner.' "I really wish I could taste this ale." 'Maybe Hymn would like it.' "Maybe that "Platinum Dragon" will have answers." 'After we take Brenetta's ship back... And interrogate the scum that stole it .. and try to get answers about what really captured Zz'zzk ... And.... Fuck there's a lot to do...'
Xamryn is the Godsbane crew's resident worrywart. He's got a lot on his mind. And they've got a lot of problems looming now that they're back on the material plane...
#dndoc #dndart #duroart #ttrpgart #elfenjoyers #ttrpg
A thri kreen, a mantis-like race of insect people, with a black and grey carapace. Lines of gold that look like cracks run along him. The top of his head is white, where pigment has faded. Huge mantis eyes resemble a view of space with a dull amber tint. One pair of arms hang at his sides, the other is crossed over his middle. "Not a word" he says telepathicly.
Our crew's Thri-Kreen artificer often claims that the others in the party would make good Thri-kreen, as a complement. So, a while back, a few of us drew what that could look like for our characters.
Xamryn is absolutely not thrilled by this development.
#dndoc #dndart #ttrpgart #duroart #ttrpg
I picked these up last night and tested them out on my usual shelf of elves. These brushes rock! I'm definitely going to be using them more.
Thanks for sharing them @toixxy.bsky.social :)!
#duroart #dndoc #dndart #ttrpgart #ttrpgoc #elfenjoyers
A drow in armor, sticking to shadows while looking at a scene off screen and below him. He holds a visor up on his forehead, exposing a shocked and betrayed expression, for he's just learned the quest he was sent on was in truth a subtle execution. Two voices talk off screen. "And the drow?" "Yes yes, that's a part of the deal. Of course, the others are ours to deal with as we please, yes?" "He only cares that the drow's head is delivered..."
The team overheard a number of terrible revelations while eavesdropping on a mysterious sinister aasimar and a royal envoy from Nahail's kingdom. This was one of them.
(Having some fun with expressions today :) )
#dnd #dndoc #duroart #ttrpgart #dndart #ttrpg
A drow man drawing his sword. He has pinkish skin, jaw-length white hair with short braids in front of his ears, tired blue eyes wear a hallowed but calm expression. There is a large faint scar on his left cheek and a rip in his left ear. He's wearing steel grey armor on his collar, shoulders and elbows with gold trim, and a similar colored sash over his hard leather vest coat. Cream colored undershirt over bronze mail and the same color pants -- all his armor that is not metal is dirty from wear. Behind him is a ghostly shadow duplicate of himself, moving past and away from the camera, but with longer hair and more braids.
I just realized I never actually posted Nahail's full art here!
He's a Knight on a quest from his king! The same king who threw him in a dungeon for a year for not killing someone on a whim... Which'l break first, his oath? Or his kingdom? :)
#dndart #dnd #ttrpgart #elfenjoyers #duroart #fantasy
A pencil drawing of an elf in armor, flying like a superhero with magic rather than wings. He's deflecting some kind of shot with a shield, and holding a sword.
Fly has probably become my MVP spell choice this campaign so far. I like to think when Xam casts it, it turns his greaves into these space magic jet boots or something xD
#dndoc #dndart #dnd #elfenjoyers #ttrpgart #duroart
Ft our cleric Hymn's bombastic side eye, our artificer Zz'zzk who recently found out someone put an endoskeleton in him, and my tired undead son Xamryn
#dnd #dndart #ttrpgart #ttrpg #dndoc #duroart
Hey what a coincidence -- Nahail -also- received a horrible prophetic vision of destruction at the same time, on the same ship in the same party!
That's probably not good!
#dnd #dndart #dndoc #ttrpgart #elfenjoyers #duroart
A headshot of an excessively pale elf with golden cracks over mostly the left side of his face and shoulder. White hair with a black patch on his forehead. Black sclera, dim red pupils. Wearing a startled expression.
A pencil drawing of an elf in armor, leaning on a railing with far too much on his mind.
Xamryn is thinking very very hard about something...
Some more of my favorite scribbles of Xamryn.
#ttrpg #elfenjoyers #dndart #ttrpgart #dnd #duroart
Various pencil headshots of Xamryn. Two neutral faces, one of a shield block, and one suspicious sidelong look. "... Is that true or are they just fucking with me..."
Various pencil headshots of Xamryn - sidelong looks, worry, and innocent amazement.
Two pencil drawings of Xamryn - pretending to nap, and arguing persuasively
An armored elf taking a seat in a suspicious chair, followed by him having multiple things black wires attack directly into his neck and wrists. Not a very comfy seat.
There is an elf that lives in my brain.
A bunch of sketchbook scribbles of my warlock Xamryn - he's just a little undead, turns out his patron isn't great at resurrection.
#dndart #duroart #ttrpgart #elfenjoyers #dnd #sketchbook
A pencil drawing of a Blood Elf warlock in the Corrupters Raiment. He's holding a small fireball and wearing a smug expression.
A pencil drawing of a blood elf with demonic features. Horns, claws, rough scald skin on his shoulders and arms, and a tail with a tuft of fur. There are banded tattoo markings on his chest and arms that resemble the Illidari's. He has a hand on his shoulder, the other raised slightly with magic around it, and wears a serious expression.
Me diving into the #elfenjoyers tag in the morning to fuel myself in lieu of breakfast.
Here's some throwbacks to OG Warcraft Duroxas! He's come a very, very long way, but the adventure all starts at one arrogant fireball with a Napoleon complex.
#duroart #pencilart #bloodelf
