#space d&d

[anarchycox]

Today in space jr d&d

my character: hey dropkick you doing okay there?

dropkick: yeah. i think we're committing a war crime?...yeah that's definitely a war crime.

deathder: Aaaaaaaaaa! (as he stands on a pile of human and robots corpses strafing with a plasma gun that has eldritch horror sentience to it)

wrinn: (runs around the corner) I LEFT YOU ALONE FOR FIVE MINUTES

DEX: friend wrinn! i made horns for myself out of the bones of my enemies do i look pretty?

[ironhoshi]

“I found it,” Heddurk called from the entrance of the small garden. Everyone turned to look at him. Quin raised an eyebrow at the large case clutched to his chest. “Looks like we left it under Zhiaa’s bed- I hope she doesn’t get mad I was in her room-”

“She won’t,” Myles quickly reassured the younger boy. “Now come on. You said you wanted to plan a new campaign.” “Campaign,” Quinlan asked curiously. Were they about to deal in warfare tactics? He knew there were a few skirmishes in the sector, various clans clashing with pirates and the like. Plus, he knew, there was that whole issue with that Death Watch group. They had all tangled with them back on Dantooine. Ah, fond memories- “For Ruins and Rancors. The Mand’alor bought us an expansion and I want to start incorporating some of those bits in for our group,” Heddurk said in a no-nonsense voice as he moved to sit near all of them. Quin felt his eyebrows climbing up his forehead. This was if he wasn’t mistaken, the most Heddurk had even talked to him on purpose. Though, what the kriff was Ruins and Rancors? Myles reached out and began to help Heddurk open the case. The contents was beyond baffling. Sparkling dice, far nicer than the ones he had played with in a few gambling dens, were in small clear containers. There were tiny statutes of beasts, which were oddly detailed. Heddurk yanked a datapad free and typed in some sort of password.

Quin couldn’t hold his question in anymore. 

“What the kriff is Ruins and Rancors,” he blurted out. Both Mandalorians looked at him with matching looks of shock. 

[ironhoshi]

That was how Mace found them. Myles had his face in his hands while Quin tried to lunge across the mat spread out between the whole group. Cody was dangling off Quinlan's back, arms wrapped around his neck, while he did a good impersonation of a cloak. Heddurk was trying to lean back, clearly keeping out of Quin's reach. Dice and miniatures were scattered haphazardly over the mat. Rex was trying to stop Boba from swallowing a large colorful dice. 

"What," Mace breathed out. 

[frahr]

[peachtree-art-blog]

Just a sketch I did of my D&D character, a human fighter named Clara, that I did last night and the good version that I finished today. The campaign is space themed and so far the campaign has lost two spaceships, been brainwashed by a false god and currently my character is shirtless as part of a plan to gain control of an enemy ship? Yeah, that’s not what I signed up for but hey fun times. Will have serious art up soon probably. But yeah, here’s further proof that I’m a nerd?