#graculusdrogg

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I tire of playing Autarchs of old, my friend! Next time I should be a gallant knight on a quest to rescue his lady love!

A behind-the-scenes sequel to this illustration I did years ago.

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Deep in the wastes of Vaarn, a Sourcerer bargains with a Quantum Daemon

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Gaudy jewel of Vaarn’s southern badlands, the city of a thousand shaded bazaars, a thirsty, bustling morass of dusty courtyards and guild halls and artisans’ workshops. If there is something to be sold in Vaarn, then Gnomon is the place to buy it. Everything within the crumbling blue walls of the city has a price: water, food, song, love, and death.

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They are the fulfillment of humanity’s oldest and fondest wish: that we might join the birds we envy in the unbounded blue of the depths above. Despite forsaking the ground they have renounced none of their ancestors’ pride and the creatures are famed for their mercurial tempers and capacity to hold a grudge.

The harpies of Ostriel are shaped like predatory birds with vibrantly coloured feathers, possessed of the visages and metacarpi of pale, aristocratic humans. Their clawed feet are as dextrous as any hand, and they are known as expert archers.

Ancestry: Harpy for Vaults of Vaarn by Leo Hunt

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The city is famed for its open-air theatres, where actors in rigid masks perform the rote and ritualised dramas of the fallen Autarchy.

Vaults of Vaarn #2 by Leo Hunt

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Synth: I shall not serve! Die, tyrant!

Autarch: Spare my life, I beg you!

Chorus: Behold the Synth! Its iron hand, its iron will, its wrathful heart, its evil deed!

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Ilustración inspirada en el juego de rol Vaults of Vaarn de Leo Hunt

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Ilustración inspirada en el juego de rol Vaults of Vaarn de Leo Hunt