#calidore

[mondglocke]

i have an unhealthy obsession with my own dnd Campaign and my Bardlock and since i can't sell my soul to a higher being in exchange for eldritch powers, i settle with learning how to play the Lyre :)

So here i am. at 8PM. annoying my neighbours wirh horrible music. as it should be. i am only a lvl 2 bard okay😭

[mondglocke]

WIP

Wanted to start a bigger Project and thought why not draw my DnD Party! It's still a WIP but... i wanna track my progress so i'm honored to introduce you to✨ the still nameless ✨(we're only in session 8, so obviously theres no name yet, stay tuned! )

Rouks: Halfelf / Druid🐺🪶

Calidore: Human / Warlock & Bard 🌊🎶 (thats me)

"Dave" (he has a long ass name): Dragonborn / Barbarian⚔️🤛🏻

Urruk the Peaceful: Orc / Cleric🙏🏻🌼

Theodor: Halfelf / Artificer ⚙️💡

.... And Galiira, The NPC we're helping right now, not sure if she is friend or foe... she stabbed one of us - BUT she was under the influence of some evil witches. and she had beer. so now we're friends (??) 😌🌼✨

anyway, excpect more of them, i love them very much.

[mondglocke]

I bought myself a Lyre.

You don't understand. I bought myself a Lyre , because my DnD Character plays a Lyre 😭 so now i'm sitting here trying to learn how to play it, just because i am way too invested into my bby :)))

i am fine : ))

[mondglocke]

POV: you accidentally summoned the local legend and patron of your city to complain about being a mute heir to a musical family... And now it's YOUR Patron! :D

[mondglocke]

I'm starting my first ever longterm homebrew campaign next week and usually i'm able to scream to my best friend about our DnD Character Ideas, but she's part of the campaign AS WELL - so here i am writing my silly little backstory and screaming into the tumblr void because i need to talk about it.

( aka you will get all the lore and art i have, i am not sorry)

[a-shell-of-light]

The pleasant green Of easy slopes, and shadowy trees that lean So elegantly o'ver the waters' brim […] The bowery shore Went off in gentle windings to the hoar And light blue mountains : […] sidelong view of swelling leafiness, […] sequester'd leafy glades, […] Large dock leaves, spiral foxgloves, or the glow Of the wild cat's eyes, or the silvery stems Of delicae birch trees, or long grass which hems A little brook. […] heaven was bedewing The mountain […] Softly the breezes from the forest came, […] incense from the lime-tree flower ;

John Keats, Calidore, Fragments

[temperofheroichearts]

His spirit flies before him so completely.

John Keats, Calidore: A Fragment 

[aemperatrix]

[...] fir trees grow around [...] the little chapel with the cross above upholding wreaths of ivy; the white dove,

John Keats, Calidore