#eftbk leiland

[the-znoze]

meet the family

[juniperseph]

Day 12 of drawing every D20 Character

The Vile Villains are done!!

[effable-as-f]

I love the trope of the bad guy's elite right hand lieutenant being somehow terrible at his job being referenced and then narratively enforced by every fucking roll Matt makes

[pikmininaplane]

@underrated-d20-event day 8 – Escape from the Bloodkeep and A broken item of personal use! And hey, I love the EFTBK cast, so after torturing them a bit last time I thought I could go with some lighthearted fun :) Although Leiland might not see it that way…

A Brush with Dishonor (327 words)

"So let me get this straight, Leiland, darling," Lilith snorted, barely able to hold in her laughter, "you... broke your hairbrush."

"He threw it on the ground in a fit of rage when he couldn't brush a knot out of his hair," Markus chimed in, not even bothering to hide his smirk.

Leiland blushed, which was really quite a feat for an undead to achieve. "That... would be correct."

"And you couldn't find any of us – not me, not Maggie, not Efink or even Markus – to ask us to lend you ours."

"Efink doesn't brush her hair," Leiland snapped, out of embarrassment and just the tiniest bit of jealousy, "she just has perfectly straight and very wet hair all the time. She doesn't even take care of it."

The woman in question shot him a piercing smug look. "Oh, so sorry I was born that way."

"No fighting, dears..." Lilith intervened. "And so, you went to Sokhbarr to ask him for a spare brush. Sokhbarr, our scaly friend?"

"Should I be offended by that tone you're taking, Lilith?" the scaly friend in question called out, though he was far from offended, laughing along to the rest of his friends.

"Yeah, well, I wasn't thinking, and– and he did have one!" Leiland retorted. "So I was right to go to him."

"And you didn't think that that brush looked a little... odd?"

Leiland buried his head between his shoulders, feeling the shame creep back in. "Well, beggars can't be choosers, can they?"

"But then you kept using it," Lilith continued, "For what, weeks?"

"... A month."

"A month?" Maggie shrieked out, tears pearling at the corner of her eyes from laughing so hard. "You've been brushing your hair using J'er'em'ih's brush for an entire month?"

Oh, for Leiland Jr.'s sake.

Leiland hid his face behind his hands, burning up amidst the uproarious laughter of all of his friends.

He was never going to live this down, was he?

[tealomania]

2 pretty best friends…

[dapper-nahrwhale]

🎵 lup and leiland

Lup: dead bird ll by mccafferty

Leiland: icicles by the scary jokes

Eftbk playlist:

[Send me a 🎵+ character and I'll give you a song that reminds me of them!]

[the-znoze]

back on my skullkisses shit

based on this fic:

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[the-znoze]

bonus doodle:

more skullkisses bc i miss them, and markus is human and he will age and die, and leiland will not, and that hurts, but also i kinda love it