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Inktober 2018 - Day Twenty-Four

I did actually manage to complete Inktober this year! I just kept forgetting to upload as I went, so here’s a quick update spam.

My main PC for D&D! Gitana is a rogue (with a level in thief-acrobat) and she is so much fun to play.

[celestialpinay]

12 14 and 18 for the DND asks! :)

Thanks for the ask, my dear! Since you didn’t specify a character, I’m going with my half-elven rogue, Gitana Rosenberry, since she’s the one that I’ve played the longest.

D&D Character Asks

12. They get arrested, and thrown in jail, how do they escape?In the event that the guards didn’t confiscate her thieves’ tools, she’ll easily just pick the lock and stealthily waltz out. If all of her things are taken away from her, then she’ll either flirt or bribe her way to freedom.

14. If they could own any creature as a pet, what would they have?She would absolutely love to have a phoenix!

18. What do they look like? Either description or picture.I’ve drawn Gitana before in this group picture of the ladies in our party. I’ve also attached a dress-up doll image below.

[celestialpinay]

Another super-awesome commission from the lovely @river-bird!

This time around I asked for my current D&D character, Gitana, and one of @battlefox’s NPCs, Ginelle.

Ever since I rolled a Natural 20 in an arm wrestling match, these two have been flirting with each other, and the whole party ships it. We have yet to see where the relationship will go, but Bax and I have high hopes for our babies lol

Thank you again so, so much for such a beautiful piece, River!

[celestialpinay]

Inktober 2018 - Day Thirty-One

I did actually manage to complete Inktober this year! I just kept forgetting to upload as I went, so here’s a quick update spam.

In one of @battlefox‘s campaigns, Gitana has been in a relationship with one of the NPCs for quite some time now, so I felt obligated to draw something shippy between the two of them.

[celestialpinay]

I’ve been in a bit of a creative slump lately, but the D&D group I’m in has been helping me combat that a little. This past week, I tried my hand at designing everyone’s PCs.

These are all the female members of our little band of adventurers ^_^ We only somewhat recently named ourselves “The Revealers,” because we’ve dealt with illusions more than we would like...

Top to bottom is my half-elf rogue, @tyishi‘s gnomish sorcerer, and our human paladin.

[celestialpinay]

Rogue Feelings

Fandom: Dungeons and Dragons

Prompt: Flirting, from the February OTP Challenge by @promptplease. I know it’s technically a drawing challenge, but I feel that some of the prompts will be easier for me to write, so I’ll be alternating between fics and art this month!

Characters: Gitana Rosenberry (My PC), Ginelle (NPC), Miscellaneous NPCs

Pairing: Ginelle x Gitana

Word Count: 1,055

Author’s Note: First, I apologize for the terrible pun of the title. Secondly, Here’s my attempt at recreating the scene where my PC met one of @battlefox’s many NPCs. (Many liberties were taken in the dialogue, as this particular session happened last fall.) And this may not be inherently flirtatious in the “usual” sense, but since then, practically our whole group has been shipping it.

Now that she had a moment to herself, Gitana hoped that with the Organization’s resources, she could finally get some information for her personal quest. With any luck, the crystal city beneath the mountain would have someone that could point her in Nathaniel’s direction.

The rogue set off towards the nearest tavern she had seen within the city, knowing it would be as good of a start as any. She slipped inside, noting the place was surprisingly populated for only being about midday, and headed towards the bar proper.

“Excuse me?” She waved a little to catch the bartender’s attention.

The man glanced up from the tankard he was currently polishing. “Hey, you're one of those newbies Korrak brought back, aren't you?”

That gave her pause. The underground city was surprisingly large, so she hadn't been expected to be recognized.

“Uh, yeah, I am.”

“Welcome to the Organization, then. What can I do for you?”

“I'm actually looking for someone who can help me. I'm trying to track down a specific slaver group,” Gitana replied, hoping he wouldn't ask questions about the matter.

To her relief, he nodded. “You’ll want to talk to Ginelle.” He nodded to a point behind her. “She's at that table in the corner. Can’t miss her.”

Gitana twisted a little to look where he had indicated. Back near the hearth, a small group of Organization members crowded around a table, most of them cheering or making similar noises of encouragement. Seated on opposite sides of the round table were an elf and a half-orc, their arms propped up on the tabletop, ready for a test of strength. As soon as the human serving as their moderator told them to start, the elf almost instantly had her opponent's arm pinned to the table.

Gitana’s heart skipped a beat. Well, that was hot.

She glanced back at the bartender to thank him, and then made her way across the room. She hovered at the edge of the small crowd as the half-orc was switched out with a human that seemed more muscle than man.

Once the moderator started the match, Ginelle was, once again, almost immediately victorious.

Groans and laughter mixed together as the human stood up. Ginelle laughed with them, and her green eyes fell on Gitana, whose cheeks suddenly felt warm.

The elf’s lips quirked into a slight smile. “You wanna give it a go, newbie?”

“Oh, no, I'm not…”

Her protest died as the spectators around her egged her on. Sighing a little, she stepped forward to take the seat opposite the elf, propping her arm up at the table. Now with a full grin on her face, Ginelle clasped their hands together.

As the moderator announced the start of the match, something miraculous happened - Gitana pushed Ginelle’s arm to about halfway pinned to the table.

As the crowd around them broke out into excited shouts and cheers, elf and half-elf alike stared at their locked hands in mutual shock. Slowly, a grin returned to Ginelle's face.

“Well, wouldja lookit that,” she laughed.

“I…”

Still chuckling a bit, Ginelle flexed slightly and pushed Gitana’s arm back to the starting point. Even as she strained and pushed back, Gitana watched as Ginelle pushed her arm further and further until it finally THUNKed against the tabletop.

While there were some groans of disappointment, there were still some calls of “Good job!” and “I didn't expect that.”

Ginelle chuckled, giving Gitana a huge smile. “So, what can I do for ya?”

“I'm actually looking for someone. The bartender said I should talk to you.”

She nodded a little. “All right. Well, this might take a bit, then. I'll grab us a few drinks, and then I'm all yours.” She barked out a laugh at Gitana's startled expression before she stood and headed to the bar.

The small crowd dispersed now that the small competition had ended.

Ginelle soon returned with a couple of tankards of mead. She passed one to Gitana before resuming her seat. She took a drink, and focused her gaze on Gitana.

“So, who’re you looking for? Family member?”

Gitana shook her head, and took a small sip of her mead. As she lowered the tankard, she bit her lip as she tried to think of a good way to word her predicament. She sighed, knowing that there really was no way for her to sugarcoat or skirt around the answer.

“No. I’m actually trying to track down some slavers.”

“I see.”

“Specifically the group led by Nathaniel Ward,” Gitana added quickly.

Ginelle lifted a brow, leaning back a little. “Ol’ Nate, huh? He’s a pretty nasty one.”

“I know.”

“Why do you wanna find him?”

“Let’s just say that I’ve made it my personal mission to put him down like the mongrel he is.”

“Hah...Well, lucky for you, I’ve heard some rumors that he might be hiding out in Upland. You know his base was raided a couple months back?”

Gitana simply nodded. She had intimate knowledge of the fact, but was still hesitant to share as much. “I was in Upland myself not too long ago. I think I would have found him already if he was already there.”

“Like I said, they’re just rumors.” After a beat, she continued. “Look, I’m interested in taking down people like Nate, too. And I’m actually about to head down towards Upland, anyway. How about I check it out, and if you can meet me there by about this time next week, I’ll help you track him down.”

“Really?”

“Why not? If I get to punch people like Nate, that’s all I really need.”

Gitana laughed a little, and took another drink, contemplating her offer. “Okay. Upland, this time next week, if not sooner.”

“Then it’s a date,” Ginelle said easily, leaning further back in her chair as she winked at Gitana.

She felt her cheeks warm considerably, and then moved to down the rest of her mead. Once the honeyed drink was finished, she slammed her tankard down on the table and abruptly got to her feet. “R-right. Thanks. See you then,” she blurt out, possibly in a higher tone than she would have liked.

Gitana then turned and made a beeline for the door...though she may have tripped over a chair or two on her way out.