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Irellian Symulacrum
An amazing lorepiece that I've got to do that shows the contrast between our two biggest players of Acratar. Irellia with their more technological approach, featuring their flying synths and specialized armor and Rohai with their more robust force, featuring not only their mechs but Alnassya front and center.
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🔵Aurellian Augmentor Augmentors are specialized to react fast and efficient to threats connected to anomalies in and around Irellia Their augmentations can be quite excessive as seen here!
🔵Irellia - Zsephra "Apricity" Niveda for Q.U.I.Leeland
Hailing from the Irellian city of Traster, with a 4-string bass in tow, he’s here to sing a story.
A nice lorepiece I was able to do a while ago thanks to farex29. It shows their character Veryn undergoing an augmentation process in Irellia. She's a special operations scout and receiving military augments. Thank you so much for making this possible.
"Irellian Archive" Lore art for the Acrador project (closed species). Art by Mindmachine. Yvonevna (center bottom) belongs to me. Characters in the center front and left belong to Schande and Newguy12354 Other characters and world setting belong to Mindmachine.
DnD adventure finale, Life and unlife
We had our final session of the reunion arc of Bahari's campaign. For a bit of context this is an adventure we have been playing in since edition 3.5 throughout 4th and now fully reskinned in 5th. My character Thorin Necrovore has been dead since our last session in 4th edition, cleaved nearly in half by a berserker in an effort to free a number of people held captive by local drug lords of a city we had come to call home. This wasn't a problem though as I was previously a revenant who had been created by The Raven Queen to fulfill a purpose in her name, so I was no stranger to dying and as my life bought precious moments for those held in bondage I considered it a worthy trade. My matron was not thrilled with my failure and while still eager to use me as a tool in her court I was forced to journey through the shadowfel to retrieve a mistake I had made in the first leg of my quest (I may have brought a living man into the shadowfel using my shadow magic and left him there without actually killing him which was hilarious at the time, but admittedly a short sighted and frankly a dick move).
So our excursions in fifth have been with the goal or reuniting our party across the land of the living and the land of the dead. It took some doing but I found the same portal of immaterial crackling energy that the rest of the party converged on and emerged from beyond the veil to witness the conclusion of a blood ritual preformed by warring tribes of lizardfolk. Coincidentally I was followed through this portal by a massive soul eating leviathan and while it rent it's way through the bowing lizards as well as the offerings they had brought it I was able to convince the party to flee (including my closest friend Akios our barbarian Minotaur), and regroup behind the large oaken doors of a ruined palace. If not a safe place we at least broke line of sight which I took as a small victory.
I had with me the magician I had so long ago deposited in the Shadowfel and an emissary of my queen to guide me even in the mortal realm. While my companions had new friends of their own including a lizardfolk shaman with bright orange scales. Having seen his god with his own two eyes (the soul devouring wyrm) he seemed to undergo a rather drastic change and as a recently revived living undead he had a number of questions for me about the consuming death and act of rebirth. I was of course more than happy to share my experience with him and on our journey out of the swamp I feel we bonded over faith and philosophy.
We've a long road ahead of us for certain but we are together again and with that strength my hope is that the future will hold a brighter shine.