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Commission for Shyroar of their Viera character
Darastrix, the Lizard. He’s not like any lizard. I based his design on a Komodo Dragon. A big lizard with a venomous bite. The bite itself isn’t lethal, but the poison that comes with it, is. As a Cleric, he’s a horrible healer. He doesn’t care much about it, his jaws will always be the first weapon of choice to him. He managed to kill someone though... surprisingly. Art by me-
Rococo the Aarakocra. One of the finest temptresses around. Her long legs, even though clawed and bird like, could tempt any man... and woman. I based her look on the Secretary Bird. Since they’re known for their strong, long legs; I thought it could fit a rogue pretty well. ~ Art by me-
Shy the Drekkubus~ - Art by me
‘False accused’ The moment Shyroar found her aunt, ripped to shreds. With her final breath she gave her a signal that eventually would lead Shyroar to her patron: the Raven Queen. Art by me-
A part of my first DnD campaign ever. Our dwarf cleric, out cold after drinking too much. Our human ranger and his Dire wolf named Paw; And my character, Shyroar, admiring the fluffyness of such a big creature. Shyroar had never seen such a different wolf before. She wanted to learn more about him. Art by me-
Shyroar, the Tabaxi. A Bloodhuntress Born in the outskirts of snowy mountains, Shyoar was raised in a tribe where males had the upper hand. Her mother died at birth and her aunt showed her the ropes. One time, when the future Bloodhuntress went out to hunt, she returned to their village to find her aunt in a pool of blood. Murdered by a Banshee. However, Shyroars brother and father accused her of being the killer. Out of options, she fled and went to live like a hermit. By herself. Waiting for the day to avenge her beloved aunts death. Art by me-