#kinda dnd

[bionicle-ramblings]

Fun idea I got:

Tabaxi!Vakama

[tireddungeonmaster]

Dice sorting

So I decided to sort out my dice today (my pain is not good and I needed something to distract me)

Here's where we started. The goal is to

1) Make a dice pallet for a new character

2) Add an additional set of dice to an existing character's set

3) Separate full sets from my partials

Here's our starting point

Started by pulling out a few sets I know I want for this new character

Then found a bunch of others that might fit

Found which of those had full sets and ended up picking a few.

Then separated the remaining sets. I also found the set to add to the other character's collection (forgot to take picture of that one)

Removed and put away all the full sets

And then separated these dice into ones to keep and ones to let other people borrow. The game I'm starting soon has a few people who haven't played before, so I figured knowing what dice I can part with will be helpful.

[plutoniumpuddle]

Some more ocs!! I have too many but I’m very fond of these guys!

[nosleeppotions]

"My kind was created to be able to write the stories of a world, from it's creation to long after it's end. We roamed this galaxy and far beyond since before any of you (or your parents) were a glimmer in the stars."

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A large being, seemingly made of shadows held together by a blindfold, a sweater, orange jeans and purple shoes was seated at one of the many wooden tables of The Fool's Errand, this table was covered in dry paint splatters and crayon marks. The being was surrounded by several children of various races and species.

MO chose that moment to gather the dishes off the table. "Refills kiddos?" He askes getting a choir of "yes/please/uh-huh!" MO nods before glancing at the being. "No scary stories Arch." He orders the younger man. "You're no fun." Arch huffs. Despite MO's mask Arch can feel the unimpressed look. "Chardy." MO warns. "I will put you on dishwasher duty."

There was a moment of silence before Arch sighs in defeat. "Fiiine." Arch waits for MO turn his back and walk away before making the motion of rolling his eyes and turning back to the kids.

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"As I was saying, this story takes place on a planet known as Mysteria-"

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"Don't tell them about the deity wars!" "Mallory! Let me speak!"

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"Ahem, we're going to an event known as the 3rd deity war-"

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"Okay but at least censor it!"

Arch slowly turns, puffing up his chest and pointing in MO's direction. "I will steal ALL your shoelaces!"

This seemed to send the children into a giggling fit.

[sickhops]

my oc Veran in a call of cthulu campaign run by my dear friend @mitescent, very fun so far

[zeldakittynya]

Yoo I'm just about dont with school so it's time to get back to drawin'

[princesszeldacat]

I present to you, an angry leaf

[nosleeppotions]

A... situation at The Fool's Errand

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(Name) walks in, ready to sit down and have an ice cream or something as a reward for a successful adventure- only to pause and stare at the familiar individual that seems to run this establishment... Lore(?).

Nothing seemed much different about him, aside from the new shirt... but he was holding an infant wrapped in a blanket in one arm and pouring drinks with the other.

(Name) grins and leans on the counter. "And when did you become a papa Lore?" He/She wonders, trying to see the child's face. Lore huffs and slides the drinks to the waiting customers. "(Name). I've adopted children before in my long life." He starts, then gestures to the child. "This little one is not one of them."

(Name) frowns in confusion. "Then... where's the parents?"

Lore shrugs and starts to get back to work, luckily today was a slow day. "Beats me, the mama shoved him into my arms and disappeared up stairs. Personally I don't understand how she just expects a stranger to watch the kid. My dad would've rather cut his good hand off than just... LEAVE me with somebody, though to be fair he was understandably cautious-" Lore shakes his head as (Name) eyes the stairs. "Anyway... your usual, young one?" Lore tilts his head.

(Name) hums in affirmation, finally sitting in one of the barstools. "They're gonna come back for the kid right?" he/she wonders out loud.

"... probably...?"