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In an hour we'll be getting underway with some more #worldbuilding. Come on by, get comfy, throw ideas around, and witness the distractibility of the host:

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Finally, the session ended with the party being accosted by an ancient red #dragon who told them that he had been sent by the scaled tyrant, #Tiamat, to seek out her former acolyte turned heretic, which of course was the groups #Dragonborn #Monk.

#consequences #worldbuilding #endgame

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Worldbuilding Checklist: 10 Easy Steps to Get Started A worldbuilding checklist can help you create a basic setting, to start playing (or writing) faster. And you can get there in just 10 steps!

✅ A worldbuilding checklist can help you create a basic setting faster! Get your world game-ready or writing-ready in just 10 steps. Perfect for beginners! #worldbuilding

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A cinematic, close-up portrait of Poseidon with long, wavy dark hair and a thick beard. His eyes glow with an intense teal luminescence, and intricate, glowing turquoise bioluminescent markings—resembling constellations or deep-sea currents—trace across his face, neck, and shoulders. He has a calm but powerful expression, set against a dark, ethereal background filled with soft, floating light particles.

A cinematic, close-up portrait of Poseidon with long, wavy dark hair and a thick beard. His eyes glow with an intense teal luminescence, and intricate, glowing turquoise bioluminescent markings—resembling constellations or deep-sea currents—trace across his face, neck, and shoulders. He has a calm but powerful expression, set against a dark, ethereal background filled with soft, floating light particles.

A powerful, full-body depiction of Poseidon standing amidst churning, dark turquoise ocean waters. He is massive and muscular, with long, flowing dark hair and a thick beard. His eyes glow with a bright, ethereal blue light, and a matching circular sigil glows intensely in the center of his chest. He wears dark, textured armor on his shoulders, forearms, and waist that resembles hardened coral or bioluminescent sea shells. The scene is framed by a swirling vortex of water and rising bubbles, giving him a regal and formidable appearance.

A powerful, full-body depiction of Poseidon standing amidst churning, dark turquoise ocean waters. He is massive and muscular, with long, flowing dark hair and a thick beard. His eyes glow with a bright, ethereal blue light, and a matching circular sigil glows intensely in the center of his chest. He wears dark, textured armor on his shoulders, forearms, and waist that resembles hardened coral or bioluminescent sea shells. The scene is framed by a swirling vortex of water and rising bubbles, giving him a regal and formidable appearance.

A powerful, full-body portrait of a cosmic Poseidon with a massive, muscular build. His skin has a teal, stone-like texture with deep cracks that glow with bright cyan electric energy. He has long, dark flowing hair, a thick beard, and eyes that emit a piercing blue light. He is adorned in ornate, dark bronze-colored armor on his shoulders, wrists, and waist, featuring intricate swirling patterns. A glowing energy core is visible in the center of his belt, and lightning-like veins pulse throughout his entire body against a dark, minimalist background.

A powerful, full-body portrait of a cosmic Poseidon with a massive, muscular build. His skin has a teal, stone-like texture with deep cracks that glow with bright cyan electric energy. He has long, dark flowing hair, a thick beard, and eyes that emit a piercing blue light. He is adorned in ornate, dark bronze-colored armor on his shoulders, wrists, and waist, featuring intricate swirling patterns. A glowing energy core is visible in the center of his belt, and lightning-like veins pulse throughout his entire body against a dark, minimalist background.

A stylized, high-detail illustration of a modernized, cosmic Poseidon. He is incredibly muscular with a teal-colored, stone-textured body. Bright, electric-blue lightning veins surge across his entire torso, arms, and clenched fists. He has a dark, trimmed mohawk and a full, dark beard, with eyes that glow solid white. He wears ornate, bronze-trimmed teal armor on his shoulders and a matching decorative belt over a tattered kilt, all set against a clean, dark grey background.

A stylized, high-detail illustration of a modernized, cosmic Poseidon. He is incredibly muscular with a teal-colored, stone-textured body. Bright, electric-blue lightning veins surge across his entire torso, arms, and clenched fists. He has a dark, trimmed mohawk and a full, dark beard, with eyes that glow solid white. He wears ornate, bronze-trimmed teal armor on his shoulders and a matching decorative belt over a tattered kilt, all set against a clean, dark grey background.

From Myth to Multiverse. 🔱

| #Poseidon | #GreekMythology | #ComicBooks | #WorldBuilding | #CharacterDesign | #Art | #Multiverse |

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A gap in the Mons Saxum where the Athal Kilsani breed and ride rocs: giant, artificial birds.

The Athal Kilsani are "Shaezin," high elves. The one depicted to the right wears a scarf around their mouth, goggles, and a headpiece resembling an Aztec headdress, a mix of traditional and utilitarian wear for a roc-rider.

A gap in the Mons Saxum where the Athal Kilsani breed and ride rocs: giant, artificial birds. The Athal Kilsani are "Shaezin," high elves. The one depicted to the right wears a scarf around their mouth, goggles, and a headpiece resembling an Aztec headdress, a mix of traditional and utilitarian wear for a roc-rider.

This is part of why I recommend mapping out your setting: you can see all the places where there's nothing and then flesh it out.

Previously? A gap in the mountains. Now? The Athal Kilsani, high elvish roc-riders beside the ruins of their ancient empire.

#worldbuilding #dnd #ttrpg #oc #ocsky #art

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Busy week for me, conference presentation and a bunch of writing and editing projects.

Meanwhile, in the Weird Luck webcomic, Agent Sojac's week keeps getting more confusing, Bianca's week keeps getting better, and Smiley is optimistic.

#comics #oc #heroes #villains #worldbuilding

weirdluck.net

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A drawing referencing the opening scene of Friday The 13th 6, but with Rylan, my take of jason.

A drawing referencing the opening scene of Friday The 13th 6, but with Rylan, my take of jason.

(Kill All The Killers)

What's your favorite Cold Heart movie? Mine is Cold Heart Part VI: Rylan Lives. New blood came after it... but it's pretty good on its own (?

A slight coloring practice i did to come out of art block xp.

#OC #art #artmoots #worldbuilding

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Every crown in the realm is cursed.
Yours whispers helpful advice.
#EpicFantasy #DarkFantasy #WritingPrompt #FantasyIdeas #Worldbuilding

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The most dangerous character in any story isn't the one who breaks the rules.
It's the one who follows them perfectly and still ends up where the rules were never meant to take them.
That character exposes what the system was actually designed to do.
#WritingCommunity #WorldBuilding #SFF

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Acererak #DungeonsandDragons #DnDLore #Acererak
Acererak #DungeonsandDragons #DnDLore #Acererak YouTube video by Nerd Sweat

Acererak, the demilich behind Tomb of Horrors, redefined deadly dungeons in D&D. A mastermind of traps and terror, he’s a true legend of the Hall of Infamy. #DungeonsandDragons #WorldBuilding #DnD5e #Storytelling #Acererak youtube.com/shorts/BMMME...

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Why I Chose 2096 for My Dystopian Science Fiction Trilogy - David Somerfleck | Science Fiction Author Why 2096? The year is not arbitrary — it is load-bearing. A personal essay on the distance, symbolism, and storytelling logic that made 2096 the only possible home for the ...

Why I Chose 2096 for My Dystopian Science Fiction Series
https://www.rfr.bz/b42602d
2096 sits at the distance where plausibility & imagination coexist.
#2096 #DystopianFiction #ShardsOfAShatteredSky #WorldBuilding #AuthorNotes

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·:¨༺ ✩★✩ ༻¨:·. This is not an easy ask. The traveler has picked a most difficult subject and he doesn't know how to convey it all well without needing to explain much. 

Valo is his own beast right now because of the damage he took when they all fell. Wonderland is a harsh cruel climate and it is nothing like their Misterica so it has been rough. When he landed in Wonderland he found the pair of them - Aamunkoitto and Valo crash landed in a forest with no food and many injuries. Aamunkoitto had attempted to make a camp for them but he only had limited training considering the military background of his parents. 

They were both a mess. Aamunkoitto's glasses were shattered and Valo was... barely alive. The man of roses was in a mad panic that the historian was without his medication but he's been like that ever since. He doesn't know how he's survived all these years but somehow he managed to live through the puncture wound in his leg and the deep scratches that tore themselves into his belly. Whatever Valo landed on he - didn't land gracefully and from the looks of Aamunkoitto he tried to cushion the descent with the best of his ability. 

They're lucky the pair of them were still alive.

·:¨༺ ✩★✩ ༻¨:·. This is not an easy ask. The traveler has picked a most difficult subject and he doesn't know how to convey it all well without needing to explain much. Valo is his own beast right now because of the damage he took when they all fell. Wonderland is a harsh cruel climate and it is nothing like their Misterica so it has been rough. When he landed in Wonderland he found the pair of them - Aamunkoitto and Valo crash landed in a forest with no food and many injuries. Aamunkoitto had attempted to make a camp for them but he only had limited training considering the military background of his parents. They were both a mess. Aamunkoitto's glasses were shattered and Valo was... barely alive. The man of roses was in a mad panic that the historian was without his medication but he's been like that ever since. He doesn't know how he's survived all these years but somehow he managed to live through the puncture wound in his leg and the deep scratches that tore themselves into his belly. Whatever Valo landed on he - didn't land gracefully and from the looks of Aamunkoitto he tried to cushion the descent with the best of his ability. They're lucky the pair of them were still alive.

It was all he could do to get them to town. He can still remember begging and pleading with the Innkeeper for some kind of help in and language he had no grasp of. He didn't understand anything the man said and the man didn't understand him but he must have at least understood the look of desperation in his eyes and the pleading vibrations of his voice.  If it meant that Tähtien Valo lived, he'd beg a thousand times over and then do it again. If that's what it took to keep his family alive.  

Somehow he was successful and when Valo was feeling more himself, he went to work using that linguist brain of his to cracking the code of this Wonderlandian language and making sure they all could understand and communicate better than the mess that had occurred only months prior.  

Valo had been bedridden for months and somehow that man let them stay if only for trade of manual labor and help around his small shack of an establishment.  He isn't now but that doesn't change what he was.  Every day he thanks the Celestial Mother above for sparing the man's life and allowing him to continue to breathe. It hasn't been easy but he's here.   

Now he's quiet and he's tired. He's always been like that so it's not something that's changed. Now he can't stand for long periods and he favors his right leg. When they couldn't fly it had become even more difficult for the man. He needs to talk to that Cid fellow about a cane. Valo could never fly for long distances but now he can't even walk for them. 

Somehow it feels like it's his fault even if he knows it isn't, but if anyone blames themselves more than the knight does, it's certainly Aamunkoitto.

It was all he could do to get them to town. He can still remember begging and pleading with the Innkeeper for some kind of help in and language he had no grasp of. He didn't understand anything the man said and the man didn't understand him but he must have at least understood the look of desperation in his eyes and the pleading vibrations of his voice. If it meant that Tähtien Valo lived, he'd beg a thousand times over and then do it again. If that's what it took to keep his family alive. Somehow he was successful and when Valo was feeling more himself, he went to work using that linguist brain of his to cracking the code of this Wonderlandian language and making sure they all could understand and communicate better than the mess that had occurred only months prior. Valo had been bedridden for months and somehow that man let them stay if only for trade of manual labor and help around his small shack of an establishment. He isn't now but that doesn't change what he was. Every day he thanks the Celestial Mother above for sparing the man's life and allowing him to continue to breathe. It hasn't been easy but he's here. Now he's quiet and he's tired. He's always been like that so it's not something that's changed. Now he can't stand for long periods and he favors his right leg. When they couldn't fly it had become even more difficult for the man. He needs to talk to that Cid fellow about a cane. Valo could never fly for long distances but now he can't even walk for them. Somehow it feels like it's his fault even if he knows it isn't, but if anyone blames themselves more than the knight does, it's certainly Aamunkoitto.

Aamunkoitto is also his own mess. He's nearly lost his sight all together but refuses to tell anyone. His glasses only did so much, especially when they were cracked.  He kept insisting on wearing them even know they were all aware they were hardly doing anything.  The mathematician almost cut his hair many times in the past years but he watched the man crumble to pieces when their resident starlight weakly asked him not to.  He's watched the man of roses break more times than he cares to count... 

.. but that's what happens when you go without food and water for days on end. There wasn't always an inn to sleep in or a town to find supplies. There wasn't always a river to fish from with food that was safe to eat. They couldn't always sniff out the poison or find the things that would have they laying on the forest floor from eating something that would only twist their stomachs in pain... and  

... and there was plenty in this world that saw them as the meal even if he didn't know how that would work since their bodies fade out when they die.  Mist eaters he called them and he's watched creatures inhale it like it was a precious resource they couldn't get enough of.  Truly this world was filled with demons like he could have never imagined and Aamunkoitto could hardly see any of them because of the state of his eyes. 

 Even with the repair to his glasses now that they have found refuge within Pilvi's sanctuary, he's seen the look on the man of rose's face when he attempts to read basically anything. He's as blind as his mist is but for some reason refuses to tell anyone about his struggles. If he's told anyone - most likely he's only told Tähtien, and that isn't serving them in any way constructive when Tähtien is in bed at near all times if only because it is difficult for the man to drop weight on his leg.

Aamunkoitto is also his own mess. He's nearly lost his sight all together but refuses to tell anyone. His glasses only did so much, especially when they were cracked. He kept insisting on wearing them even know they were all aware they were hardly doing anything. The mathematician almost cut his hair many times in the past years but he watched the man crumble to pieces when their resident starlight weakly asked him not to. He's watched the man of roses break more times than he cares to count... .. but that's what happens when you go without food and water for days on end. There wasn't always an inn to sleep in or a town to find supplies. There wasn't always a river to fish from with food that was safe to eat. They couldn't always sniff out the poison or find the things that would have they laying on the forest floor from eating something that would only twist their stomachs in pain... and ... and there was plenty in this world that saw them as the meal even if he didn't know how that would work since their bodies fade out when they die. Mist eaters he called them and he's watched creatures inhale it like it was a precious resource they couldn't get enough of. Truly this world was filled with demons like he could have never imagined and Aamunkoitto could hardly see any of them because of the state of his eyes. Even with the repair to his glasses now that they have found refuge within Pilvi's sanctuary, he's seen the look on the man of rose's face when he attempts to read basically anything. He's as blind as his mist is but for some reason refuses to tell anyone about his struggles. If he's told anyone - most likely he's only told Tähtien, and that isn't serving them in any way constructive when Tähtien is in bed at near all times if only because it is difficult for the man to drop weight on his leg.

And then there's Sielu. Sielu is - complicated and he doesn't know how to describe the man with any other word than ravaged and not in the sense that Sielu is a ravage beast or anything of the like. No, no. In the sense that Sielu was ravaged.  He is the causality left after a war and somehow he managed to drag his body out of the soil field even if all that remains of him was ravaged by the monsters that lurked there. 

Sielu is a mess. He is the man he always was but just ravaged. He doesn't want to say he's damaged because it makes it sound like he was broken or put in a form of disrepair. It makes it sound so ... wrong in his mind. Saying anything akin to Sielu is damaged makes it sound like he is unlovable for some reason and that is far from the case. 

Even so, in his ravaged state he has become the beasts that tortured him. A man that was never mean for war but yet his body became a battlefield all the same. His mind turned time bomb and no one knows when the next strike will go off because of all his fellow binds, Sielu is the only book with no lines in the story to read.  No words to weave his tale and a deep part of his soul wishes to know what happened to his precious friend but at the same time the twisting in his stomach tells him it's better not to push for such information. 

Sielu is as delicate as he is jagged and by that he has become to the same glass that could shatter in an instant but yet just as quick to use those shattered edges to cut any who would dare get to close.  Sydän is gone now and with her went what was left of Sielu's will to live. Two souls born of the same Mist and yet with one disappears the other's will goes right along with it. He cannot speak to him about it or about her.

And then there's Sielu. Sielu is - complicated and he doesn't know how to describe the man with any other word than ravaged and not in the sense that Sielu is a ravage beast or anything of the like. No, no. In the sense that Sielu was ravaged. He is the causality left after a war and somehow he managed to drag his body out of the soil field even if all that remains of him was ravaged by the monsters that lurked there. Sielu is a mess. He is the man he always was but just ravaged. He doesn't want to say he's damaged because it makes it sound like he was broken or put in a form of disrepair. It makes it sound so ... wrong in his mind. Saying anything akin to Sielu is damaged makes it sound like he is unlovable for some reason and that is far from the case. Even so, in his ravaged state he has become the beasts that tortured him. A man that was never mean for war but yet his body became a battlefield all the same. His mind turned time bomb and no one knows when the next strike will go off because of all his fellow binds, Sielu is the only book with no lines in the story to read. No words to weave his tale and a deep part of his soul wishes to know what happened to his precious friend but at the same time the twisting in his stomach tells him it's better not to push for such information. Sielu is as delicate as he is jagged and by that he has become to the same glass that could shatter in an instant but yet just as quick to use those shattered edges to cut any who would dare get to close. Sydän is gone now and with her went what was left of Sielu's will to live. Two souls born of the same Mist and yet with one disappears the other's will goes right along with it. He cannot speak to him about it or about her.

Revon got asked about his co-binds (the rest of the Stars) and he dropped a shit ton of plot of what happened before they found safety and how they survived Wonderland.

This is NOT THE WHOLE POST. Please check the comments

#oc #ocsky #writing #writingsky #worldbuilding #oclore

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巨大な女の子に、なんだか親しみを覚えるようになったようだ

巨大な女の子に、なんだか親しみを覚えるようになったようだ

うちの家族は死なれたんだ、僕はたくさん泣いて脱水症状になるだろう、
その責任は君が取るつもり?

???年
宇宙外からの物語
主演:
#敬宮_時子 #Tokiko_Takashimiya

#One_Million_Works

#worldbuilding #巨大娘 #うちの子 #oc #オリキャラ #comicart #原创 #art #illustration #イラスト #創作イラスト

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Generally, the architecture of parts of Re: Shattered Memories is based on their real world counterpart.s

#worldbuilding #storydevelopment #writingcommunity #writersky #writingprompts

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Isihara markings update (again)
#fantasy #fantasyart #worldbuilding #furry

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Art by Gustave Dore: Apollo Vanquishing Python

Art by Gustave Dore: Apollo Vanquishing Python

Castrovel Weekend Inspiration, Part ~Zhoa~
Gustave Dore

With a few tweaks, this could be a classic scene from #Lashunta Mythology: Burning Mother taming the World Serpent, after which She set him underground to guard the World-Soul.

#pathfinder #pathfinder2e #castrovel #rpg #ttrpg #worldbuilding

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Sapien species in my world #art #worldbuilding

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Active Combat Forces (ACF) soldier:

Main infantry force of my #SCP inspired faction, the C.C.C.
They play a large scale role in keeping GOIs in check.

#worldbuilding #artsky #art #soldier #scifi #sci-fi #originalworld #digitalart

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Five Ways Loyalty Becomes Dangerous Before we get into today’s article, I have a little offer for you.

New #worldbuilding post on Substack...

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If you enjoy fantasy with:
• Deep worldbuilding
• Moral grey areas
• Long-term storytelling

You’ll feel at home in Pangea.

mybook.to/TheShadowsof...

#EpicFantasy #Worldbuilding #Readers

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This is fucking bullshit. He shouldn't have to hide like this just to get around and he's had to be careful about where he goes. All because he got fucking cocky and showed his face. But for as much as keeping his head down and staying out of sight is important right now, once he finds himself in a new town, there is something far more important to do than keep himself out of sight. 

And that's, figure out who the hell this Makenshi person is.  

Because whoever they are, they're the reason he's in this fix and he's never heard of a Misterican with such a strange name before. Maybe it isn't their name and they are just using "Makenshi" to protect their given name so none of these fucking Soil Souls disgrace it. 

In all honesty, he understands. He doesn't want any of them to have his given name either and eventually that is going to become a problem since they're going to need to call him something. Oranssi might work. Though he can already hear them twisting their tongues trying to pronounce it.

Oranssi just might have to be it because at least it isn't offensive as "four horn" or "fog breath". He's getting real tired of being called such degrading things. Oranssi would be a fine substitute for the time being because they sure as fuck aren't getting "Sinfonia".

This is fucking bullshit. He shouldn't have to hide like this just to get around and he's had to be careful about where he goes. All because he got fucking cocky and showed his face. But for as much as keeping his head down and staying out of sight is important right now, once he finds himself in a new town, there is something far more important to do than keep himself out of sight. And that's, figure out who the hell this Makenshi person is. Because whoever they are, they're the reason he's in this fix and he's never heard of a Misterican with such a strange name before. Maybe it isn't their name and they are just using "Makenshi" to protect their given name so none of these fucking Soil Souls disgrace it. In all honesty, he understands. He doesn't want any of them to have his given name either and eventually that is going to become a problem since they're going to need to call him something. Oranssi might work. Though he can already hear them twisting their tongues trying to pronounce it. Oranssi just might have to be it because at least it isn't offensive as "four horn" or "fog breath". He's getting real tired of being called such degrading things. Oranssi would be a fine substitute for the time being because they sure as fuck aren't getting "Sinfonia".

Sinfonia's adventures in Wonderland part 5 on the way

(Oranssi -> O-ronz-see -> orange🍊)

#oc #ocsky #oclore #writing #writingpreview #wip #worldbuilding

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Art by Kinuko Y. Craft - an angel stands within a cosmic star scape, the earth at her feet, stars, moons, and galaxies overheard. On the left dryads grow from a tree trunk, below which a nixie comforts a child. On the right a wolf uses a mask to shift shape, while at her feet a gossamer-wing pixie sleeps.

Art by Kinuko Y. Craft - an angel stands within a cosmic star scape, the earth at her feet, stars, moons, and galaxies overheard. On the left dryads grow from a tree trunk, below which a nixie comforts a child. On the right a wolf uses a mask to shift shape, while at her feet a gossamer-wing pixie sleeps.

Castrovel Inspirational Pic of the Week
Kinuko Y. Craft

#Lashunta theology is more complex than the handful of gods I've detailed. Along with the gods (~noa~), there are varieties & hosts of spiritual beings...

cont -->

#pathfinder #pathfinder2e #starfinder #castrovel #rpg #ttrpg #worldbuilding

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En août dernier, j'étais invité au Festival des Deux Fleuves pour raconter la genèse de #LaBannièreDeLaLiberté. La vidéo de cette "conférence" (si j'ose dire) est désormais en ligne 🙂

#JDR #JeuDeRole #TTRPG #IndiePublishing #WritersLife #Worldbuilding

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M4rHzzqked0

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A digital drawing + render showing Ivory Laforey on the left and the space light cruiser NACS Castle Itter (NAC-CL-48) on the right.
Text says:
combat helmet can be personalized :3 (pointing towards helmet)
Rear Admiral IVORY LAFOREY
her flagship: CASTLE ITTER, KHARKIV-class light cruiser
NACS Roaring Knight, Hellhound-class fast attack cruiser.

A digital drawing + render showing Ivory Laforey on the left and the space light cruiser NACS Castle Itter (NAC-CL-48) on the right. Text says: combat helmet can be personalized :3 (pointing towards helmet) Rear Admiral IVORY LAFOREY her flagship: CASTLE ITTER, KHARKIV-class light cruiser NACS Roaring Knight, Hellhound-class fast attack cruiser.

refreshed one of my characters in my worldbuilding shenanigans
she got a pretty good glow-up.

Bookmark her on artfight > artfight.net/character/59...

#digitalart #artsky #oc #originalcharacter #worldbuilding #scifi #artfight

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Here’s where you can find me, my #worldbuilding guides, and my maps over the next few weeks.

Plus, I'm running a #workshop at The Side Quest Market in May, so come along and learn how to build fantasy worlds, and have a go at drawing your own #FantasyMap.

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#armory #armoury #artph #basedon #buckshot #digitalart #fictionalworld #filipinoartist #firearms #fucktheatf #fyp #fypシ #hunting #ibispaintxart #inspiredby #longguns #operators #scattergun #shotguns #slugs #soldiers #tacticalart #traditionalart #weaponart #worldbuilding

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A Qate mother and her half Uxder half Qate daughter out of the house for the day #worldbuilding #digitalart #originalworld

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So, tinkering with a ttrpg setting
Would love to hear from #fantasy creators and #worldbuilding

Ghouls.

The idea started out as wanting to include a intelligent undead ancestory.
Vampires? Played out
Liches? Too strong
Etc, etc.

Ghouls in the Lovecraft sense.

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a person is riding a green water slide in a park Alt: A woman riding an inflatable flips over on the waterslide.

Just want to point out that the technology to build a waterpark of some kind has existed for over 2000 years IRL and if you're not adding a waterpark to your fantasy setting because "it would need magic", you may need to reassess your #WorldBuilding. Just sayin'

#TTRPG #TRPG

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#Char_Roleplay March 2026 - Daily Question Card
Background: Swirled shades of green and white.


#Char_Roleplay - March 29, 2026


Background Characters - What feeling or memory is evoked when you hear the word 'MULTIPLY'?


#WritingCommunity #writesky #worldbuilding #characterdevelopment #AmWriting

#Char_Roleplay March 2026 - Daily Question Card Background: Swirled shades of green and white. #Char_Roleplay - March 29, 2026 Background Characters - What feeling or memory is evoked when you hear the word 'MULTIPLY'? #WritingCommunity #writesky #worldbuilding #characterdevelopment #AmWriting

#Char_Roleplay - March 29, 2026

Background Characters - What feeling or memory is evoked when you hear the word 'MULTIPLY'?

#WritingCommunity #writesky #worldbuilding #characterdevelopment #AmWriting

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