Astanael

Tag: rpg

  • Party rest The party’s resting.For a while, there’s nothing heroic to do.There’s no Grand Scheme of Thing, no Plot Twist, no character development, no subquest.This is a moment for mundane and unextraordinary tasks, like furbishing swords, keeping a mind’s eye around just in case or rehearsing a new song,This is quiet, this is peaceful.It’s not…

  • In the hand of the Bloody Tong Quite literally, Arthur Shelby is in the hand of the Bloody Tong.Shouldn’t have took all the hand grenades of the group, which is now weaponless.Shouldn’t have fled to the top of the Black Wind Mountain upon hearing M’Weru and the crowd chanting.Now the Bloody Tong themselves has appeared…

  • Mountain of the Black Wind We hear the drums echoing tonightWe speaks only whispers to avoid detectionIt’s coming in, on July 21th 1925Its moonlit wings reflect those stars that guide towards annihilationWe stops at the entrance near the topHoping to find some old forgotten clue to stop this blasphemyIt turned to us as if to…

  • Alastor and Hilda – Astronomy Alastor is not good with books and theories. He would rather learn with his body. To learn is to try, as he put it.He tried to cultivate strange plants from the forbidden forest. Nearly poisoned his mind with a Moon Flower. He tried to fly on a broom, Nearly fell…

  • The Dee sanction ¾ – A Cultist

    The Dee sanction ¾ – A Cultist A half-naked madman, dancing before a desecrated altar covered with obscene sigils written in blood and feces. There’s no moon tonight, only the dim light of some candles. And yet… we can see everything. What’s wrong with our eyes? /* Third of a 4 part commission illustrating a…

  • A nice cup of coffee On the morning of March 8th, 1865. Dear Mom and dad. We’re tired. Scared. Hungry. Just barely alive. Winter’s gone but there’s no crops. Sometimes when we march, I feel like we’re already dead, wandering ghosts in the desert. On Bennet’s orders, we set camp yesterday evening on the banks…

  • Goblin like munching Goblin like munchin. Stones, mostly. Good stones, bad stones…Stones make sword-man go down.Stones lead sneaky-man to net.Stones make magic-man sleepy sleepy.Stones can make a lot.Now Goblin see sword-man go for sword.Soon sword-man sleepy sleepy. /* Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook – Porte-mine sur carnet A6 */ Gobelin aime mâcher. Mâcher des cailloux.…

  • Commission – Mechanical Wolf armor I’m back!And to celebrate, here’s a recent commission : Mechanical wolf armor.Hope you’ll like it! /* Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook – Porte-mine sur carnet A6 */ De retour !Et pour célébrer ce fait, voici une récente commission d’une armure mécanique de loup.J’espère que vous apprécierez !

  • Adventure – Shadow Giant The plenipotentiary pauses to catch their breath, their clawed hand resting on their knees. After that, they stand again ad starts to yell at the top of their lungs :– “Noble Shadow Giant! We bid you! Welcome!”They pause.- “You’ve entered! The sovereing kingdom! Of Sulei-kin! We do hope! Your intentions! Are…

  • Gazebo Attack – I run away– It’s too late. You’ve awakened the Gazebo. It catches you and eats you. *** – Je fuis.– C’est trop tard. Tu as réveillé le Gazebo. Il t’attrape et te dévore. Wacom Intuos + Krita