#calorum oc

[apricottageart]

[henriediosa]

sometimes a family is a sentient piece of puto seko who loves to sing week-long epic poems, her babaylan guardian, and the banana monk who is not allowed to look at her.

here's some calorum ocs inspired by filipino food! more about them under the cut

from left to right:

sarsa teresita is a sauce bottle babaylan warlock/bard. i picked their name bc it sounded like cersei and sansa (it means sauce in tagalog; teresita is a reference to a brand of sauces, and it means summer) they have meatlander, dairy islander, ceresian, and vegetanian ancestry; they are absolutely not a bulbian.

blanca putosecco is a sentient square of puto seko, my favourite cookie. she's a binukot, a hidden princess and keeper of lore. blanca means fair, because she has never been touched by the sun nor the earth. she is half ceresian and half dairy islander.

len lakatan is a fructeran monk, one of a set of decuplets. he's trans, and blanca thought it would be affirming for him if she banned him from looking at her, since all men are. he appreciates the gesture and he takes his job very seriously. he's part of a set of 10 identical siblings, all named lakatan (ran, ren, rin, ron, run; lan, len, lin, lon, lun). he's missing an arm because of a mishap when he was separated from the bunch as an infant. a lakatan is a variety of banana.

len and sarsa are accompanying blanca on a journey. i'm not sure what kind yet. what do you think it could be?

id: a digital drawing of sarsa and blanca sitting on a hammock while len stands guard behind them, facing away. sarsa is playing the bandurria and blanca is happily singing, "noong unang panahon" (written in baybayin in a speech bubble). sarsa is wearing a hat shaped like a bottle cap, a veil, and a traje de mestiza made of fabrics of different patterns. blanca is wearing long fingerless gloves, a crown, a small jewelled veil, a large translucent veil that covers her face, and a terno with rice patterns all over it and a layered skirt. len is wearing sandals and a backless, sleeveless tabard that shows a tattoo of dotted lines across his back and around his arm. his left arm holds a spear with a large tip shaped like a banana leaf; his right arm is amputated a little past the shoulder. he has earrings and bangles.

[wyrmwright]

Watched the first episode of @dimension20show's "The Ravening War" while drawing a Calorum oc. Her name is Brienne.

if margaery tyrell was a fancy grilled cheese (brie, caramelized onions, and fig jam on sourdough)

[stonecoldsilly]

I’ve thought about this for the past three days and my Calorum OC is Lady Annar Philadelphia of the House of Bun - a sweet cinnamon bun girl who is a level 3 war cleric, raised to be a good and faithful follower of the Bulbian Church by her parents - I can’t do art but this is the vibe:

(her father was a carrot cake from Muffinfield and her mother was a pain au chocolate from Ceresia)

(with attached stats from dndbeyond)

her charisma is so low because she’s really fucking annoying rip 😔

[jayeryane]

Alright y’all, tell me your Calorum OCs!

Her dad was a shitty fondue man who lived on the borders of the meat lands and the dairy isles. Like picture a short stocky sausage man dripping in cheese.

But her mother, who she grew up with in a cusp city of Ceresia and Fructera, was a beautiful bruschetta noble woman. Not royal, but upper middle class noble. Absolutely beautiful soft red and green speckled freckle skin, with with glossy blonde brown bread hair in a tight bun. Very business woman on the go.

A torrid one night affair before he skipped town, resulted in the beautiful Lady Romana Al Forno.

She’s tall, strong, definitely a lot of meatlander in how she holds herself, but her skin is speckled like her mother’s mostly red, but with these beautiful brown ground beef freckles all over her skin. EXCEPT, she has vitiligo, so she also has these patches of skin like dry pasta. Her hair is a beautiful racklet of toasted cheese, wavy like cooked noodles.

She stands tall and strong, probably a ranger or Druid of some type.

She’s a visitor in 4 worlds, owner of none. The only person to claim her truly is her mother.