#athas art

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Did a group scene with ballpoint pen and some inks. Classic bath house scene that every campaign deserves if you ask me.

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Finished a doodle of my OC. She is occasionally taken by nice jewellery.

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It's been discovered that our party's Clockwork sorcerer Thea may be able to control or disable the warforged partymember... permanently. Maybe something of a nightmare for the mechanical being?

Thea would never... but she could. And that's scary enough.

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Bhamall Stonefixer, our party's forge cleric. A follower of the Muse, (from what I know:) their saint is a Medusa who atoned for her sins through years of cleric work, finally ending her life by gazing into a hand mirror. Her statue sits demurely in the temple to this day, and young Bhamall is one of many who feel inspired by her work. I think they sculpt?

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Took a break from a larger image (huge scene aughghg) to sketch out my main babe.

Ashling my warforged monk admiring a bracelet she bought. (she also got a broom of flying but that's not nearly as exciting)

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Made a painting for an art show (it sold! I'm surprised) and before I did that... I did a practice painting featuring my current character, Ashling.

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Trying to develop an easier coloring style for doodles, but haha it's not too much easier. The party's monk and cleric have a moment of understanding while overlooking the sunset;

Ashling invites Bhamall to see the sunset on the top deck. She wants to ask them what their reflection is like, what their god is like. 

"There is an orcish god in my mind... the Muse. Have you heard this word?"

"I am familiar with the concept," Ashling replies.

"You essentially decide what is important, what you seek inspiration for. The reflection is what I see myself as," Bhamall explains.

Ashling wonders if Bhamall sees themselves in natural reflections like the ocean. For Ashling the shared vision between them, of a ship rocking on the waves, is one of the few solid memories in her fractured mind. Bhamall is afraid of the sea, the ocean is so vast. 

“My hand mirror… it is just a small glimpse,” the cleric refers to their divine instrument. They're afraid of seeing the ocean even for the reflection, the connection to the Muse.

Ashling nods, but she enjoys the view and wanted to share that with them. Bhamall asks if the view is familiar to the warforged, if it reminds her of old memories.

“Yes…” but for Ashling it calls to a couple different things, “I think I arrived in Medonia by ship but I remember the sound… The crash of the ocean. Farther back.”

She doesn’t want to dwell further.  Ashling compares herself to Bhamall's mirror. Small, manageable, the memories she's made with the party. Things before... like the ocean. She’s afraid of being swept away.

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WIP/sketches of a new character, Ashling. A construct maid in the castle of a long-defeated tyrant named Ashara. When a magic disrupting comet soared across the sky, it pierced through the geas forcing her to caretake the ruins. So she wandered away in a daze, facing the world with newfound freedom.

I like to keep outfits pretty simple for level 1 because it would suck to come up with some elaborate design only to die immediately LOL, so "she bought some simple travel clothes" that's all I got for now.