#killian (taz)

[gingersnooze]

Made some more sketches for BoB designs this time it’s Lucretia, Carey, and Killian and designs for the Bureau uniforms I’m not fully done with these but I just wanted to go ahead and post them

[orykorioart]

Some Sweetflips for Mermay bc I wanted to draw some mer-dragons haha

+Another flavor of Carey & some more sketchies

[everythingsucksbutthatsokay]

Thinking thoughts about how much Killian probably blames herself for what happened to Phandalin, and to Noelle. The podcast proper sort of breezes past her feelings on the subject, but one can imagine

[stibnitewires]

finished taz balance so im reposting my doodles like i said i would!! Hi taz fandom!!!

[anistarrose]

“So, let me just repeat for emphasis: we’re doubling our efforts to search for the Oculus and Philosopher’s Stone, we’re looking for a Seeker to go undercover in the Neverwinter Fire Department, and the office Candlenights party is off the table until the janitors — who, need I remind you, are paid about double the rest of you — stop finding marijuana leaves or Silly String on the bathroom floors every morning. That’s right, I’m holding the Candlenights party hostage until you animals get it together. Any last-minute questions?”

With a powerful snap of her fingers, Lucretia casts the Prestidigitation of Fantasy PowerPoint Clicker, and pulls up the final slide of the week, complete with question mark clip art, and even a brand-new cute cat picture, just to freshen things up from last Friday. Yeah, that’s right — she’s just that in her element. But she has to be, or this room packed full of hand-picked scamps and troublemakers will push her to her limits, the second she gives them just a taste of kindergarten question-and-answer time —

“Then where else do we smoke it?!” a halfling in the back calls out first, ignoring several people raising their hands, and Lucretia sighs.

“You just make a goddamn potion out of it, Robbie. I’m not a cop, but I know you know how to make it stink less. And here at the Bureau of Balance, we are very concerned with collateral damage —”

“Uh, Madam Director?” Johann speaks up next, sitting much closer to the front. “I don’t really want to be a downer, but are we gonna bring back any Relics soon, do you think? I just kinda thought we’d, like, get one by now, and it’s making it kinda hard to compose triumphant victory songs for the Voidfish. And if I was a Voidfish, I — I just sorta feel like I’d need those, for a healthy and balanced Voidfish diet —”

“Er.” This has lasted longer than Lucretia has liked, though to hear it from Johann’s mouth feels a little comical. “Look, we have more leads today than we had yesterday, Johann, and I don’t know what else to to tell you —”

“Madam Director! I have a question!” Killian blurts out, standing up directly in front of Johann, and putting her hands on her hips. “Like Johann said, we’ve been running this show for a year — and sometimes, it feels like it’s been even longer —”

Lucretia’s knuckles tighten around her staff. Oh, tell me about it —

“So let me ask you this, Madam Director — when are the Red Robes gonna finally catch wind, and start interfering with our missions?” Killian makes a fist, swinging it through the air, and bashing it into the palm of her hand. “And when they do, what’s our five-point strategic plan for crushing them?”

“I — I beg your pardon?” Lucretia’s heart rate soars. Residual magic sparks off of her fingertips, and the cat picture on the PowerPoint becomes animated, and meows. “I don’t — I’m not — I’m not quite sure I follow —”

(keep reading on AO3!)

[swampfiendart]

How do an orc and a dragonborn kiss? Carefully.

[pep-rambles]

And to make your perfect story even more perfect. End with a sapphic wedding.

[wizard-legs]

Let’s go lesbians let’s go!! Podcasting be damned, my griffin mcelroy sure can make some lesbians