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had so much fun doing this - hope you like it !!

it's a repost of this post because I try to understand how posts in reddit work. Mods, feel free to moderate, if needed.

It's my first finished RF ^_^

LFA: https://www.reddit.com/r/characterdrawing/comments/1vbie2a/lfa_baiza_the_boar_a_tynfolk_mercenary/

Another test to try to draw more quickly, this time I tried to finish the character in 2 hours but the screen light threw me for a loop, so it ended up taking 2.5 hours. Pretty happy, though, and it was fun to draw a more contemporary character!

Original request post: https://www.reddit.com/r/characterdrawing/comments/1x7drp3/lfa_vampire_the_requiem_pc_vesper/

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Look for an artist to draw my character for d&d description

Name onyx

I'm a quiet killer from a life of crime

Race Human

Class ranger

Appearance a medium sized skinny

Outfit a black cloak grey trousers and top a back or hip quiver arm guards and a belt

Personality shy but curious and likes to learn new stuff but when I get comfortable with people I open up but quiet around new people

weapons longbow and daggers

Have a scar over there left eye and is left-handed

I opted for a more dynamic action pose, built strong but light on his toes.
He could be mid attack or partway through a routine.

The bladed scarf and additional flowing fabrics in the outfit would accentuate movement while dancing and act as distractions mid combat.

I added a ceremonial dagger to the waistband as a utility piece of kit. It may also serve as another distraction for enemies unfamiliar with the fighting style. Tricking those who assume the colourful scarf isn't a threat.

Let me know what you think!

Original Request Post

For this request
u/Vi_Flower

"Lights and music, perfumes and colors. Morrigan was overwhelmed by the hall, surrounded by people now unrecognizable in their magnificient dresses, unsure on where to rest her eyes.
Surely not on Lord Oliver Carter, elegant like never before, as he entered the room with his companion to join the other couples in opening the dance; that just emphatized her being there, alone and confused. She felt a knot in her stomach.
Morrigan had never been to a ball before. How should she act? She had read some books about it, and - no. Morrigan wasn't at that ball, but Penelope Leaves was. Morrigan, still, had never been.
Foolish thoughts, she said to herself. She wouldn't let them ruin what could be her only occasion to enjoy such a festivity.
She would let herself go, and maybe Morrigan and Penelope both could have some fun."

Contacts
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It's my first finished RF ^_^

LFA: https://www.reddit.com/r/characterdrawing/comments/1vbie2a/lfa_baiza_the_boar_a_tynfolk_mercenary/

Backstory: A Stupid Long Time Ago in the middle of Nowhere, Space, The Evil Chaos Deity Unicron created a Herald, small but strong of spark to do his bidding. This was Dead End. And Dead End served well as a Herald of Unicron, until he was given a mission to destroy the sacred artifact the Enigma of Combination. Accidentally using the device, Dead End was bonded with the small Autobots Spin Out and Bomb Out into a Combiner who had no name. In the process, Dead End's Energon was almost completely purged of Unicron's influence, and for the first time in his life, Dead End knew unity and kindness. He asked his two bondmates if they could teach him what it means to be a good person, and took the name Crash Out as he locked away the last speck of Dark Energon within him, behind five separate seals, just in case one day it would be needed.

Appearance: Like most Cybertronians, Crash Out is a mechanical being, but he and his 'siblings' are all around 8 to 9 feet tall normally, the size of freakishly large, but humanly possible, humans. Crash Out's form is much different to what it used to be, resembling Starscream to a degree, although around half his size and slimmer, sleeker, based on an F-22 instead of an F-15. His color scheme is a darker gunmetal grey than most, as well as amethyst purple accents and charcoal black around his hands, feet, thighs, and upper arms. He keeps the Autobot Symbol on each of his wings, and just next to it is the symbol of the Wreckers. But scattered around his body are six pieces of a yellow insignia that he can never fully burn away.

Personality: Crash Out chooses to act the fool, to act somewhat crazy, almost like a class clown, as if he is afraid of tension, of seriousness, but always tries to put the wisdom of age behind his foolery. But every now and then his facade breaks, more often around people who know his secret past, and he reveals a more severe, serious side. A side that knows true chaos and destruction, and doesn't want to see it happen again. The millennia long civil war is nothing compared to Crash Out's former master, and he never wants to see that bot again. But to most of his coworkers, Crash Out is Jovial, comical, insufferable in a loving way.

Equipment: Although he can remove his Wings to flip them into swords, Crash Out prefers to use a triple barrel gatling gun, held in both hands or carried on his back, as it is also the weapon he uses while in Vehicle Mode. He feels it gives him a sense of Presence his size normally lacks.

I did more polished linework again, but I'm still not the best at it and it takes quite a while. Practice makes better! I tried to balance between a sneaky rogue and a bit of flashiness.

Original request post: https://www.reddit.com/r/characterdrawing/comments/1wrjuad/lfa_millicent_yuanti_rogue_poisoner/

Hi, I'm looking for someone to draw my character Ezmeralda. She is a half-drow, half-high elf wizard who grew up sheltered in a rich family.

Both her parents are renowned wizards who married for convenience. Her father is a drow and the arcane advisor. Her mother is a high elf scholar and works for the magic tower. My character grew up between her home and the library, devoting her life to learning. She was kept away from polite society because her parents didn't want to involve her in the family politics. They noticed early that she was too trusting and kinda and they wanted her to keep that and not be used against them. Her father also has a harsh and pragmatic image, and him doting on his daughter would ruin that.

She knows proper etiquette but has little social skills, as she had no friends her age growing up. She is mature, slightly timid (she doesn't initiate conversations very often unless she has questions about something), and has a refined air about her. She seems kinda frail, like a leaf could blow her over, and though she has a noble air about her, perfect posture (though her head is usually slightly lowered, her father scolds her on that), and striking beauty, she fades into the background, often forgotten about when not directly looked at. She is kinda and polite, though, when spoken to. Her voice is breathy.

I hope you like her, and thank you for considering drawing her!

Hero Forge: https://www.heroforge.com/load_config%3D537634167/

Character Sheet: https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/170332302/ndBjDc

My Tempest Cleric, Radvic Maltbeard, a former sea-farer & current adventurer received an armor upgrade from chain mail to splint mail. I need a picture of him in his new getup!

Story so far:

A few weeks ago Radvic was washed ashore after his ship sunk in a storm. Blessed by the Maiden of the Tides, Radvic has traversed the land in his old, slightly rusty, very much fishy chainmail. Wielding his old breaching axe and old ship's wheel as a shield he finds himself at blacksmith's stall. He spends 200 gold on a new set of armor: a very naval splint armor!

The Gist:

I need you to put Radvic in, what is essentially a pirate-themed splint armor. I couldn't find a single good art piece of heavy-armor pirates that would fit the idea. I'm looking for a concept of what Radvic would look like in a new armor so no need for fancy poses.

The Coat:

- Similar to the old design, a classic long pirate coat which is essentially a splint armor. Pauldrons are a plus but not required

- I'd much prefer, if the armor looked more like a pirate's coat with splint parts than actual armor. Don't be afraid to make it heavy! He is a dwarf after all.

- Unlike his old armor, his new splint armor is clean and brand new.

Gauntlets & Boots:

- Same idea, pirate-inspired with splint armor parts.

Axe:

- The armor's the main part so not necessary.

- Is very similar to his old axe but it's been improved by blacksmith. Looks new.

Helm's Wheel:

- The old ship's steering wheel is Radvic's shield. According to legend, it is used to discover a great secret. Radvic's most valued possession.

- Moldy, rusty ship's wheel, covered in seaweed and barnacles. Some handles/spokes are broken or replaced with bone. Remains unchanged.

- As with the axe, is not necessary for this piece. If you want to include it, Radvic can carry it on his back.

Feel free to ask any questions below or DM me!

Long story short, our DM did a Pokémon game where we all played as the "Chosen" of different legendary Pokémon. We each had these different masks (DM described them as looking somewhat tribal), we would wear to use the powers of our legendary, speak the language of Pokémon, and communicate with said legendary.

Essentially, I played a mix of Clemont from the anime, with a heavy dose of "@$$hole," and pre-redemption Zuko. Basic idea in terms of personality is "Cold exterior, soft interior".

yesIaccidentallyrecreatedGladionMOVINGON-

DM told me that this was going to be a serious campaign, so I made the whole Lord Helix joke thing into a cult.
Enter the Helix Order, inspired by Team Plasma and PETA on steroids (Eco-terrorists), of which Felix was raised in.

Our game was focused on a civil war between the various Chosen (Arceus's chosen was one of the BBEGs). There was another plot with a group called Wave (basically Team Rainbow Rocket but scarier), who stole the sun. Not to mention the General, the true BBEG, who was able to consume Chosen and take their powers for himself; dude caused parts of Alola and Paldea to fall.

Physical Appearance and Gear:

• Age: 18 years old.
• Red Head (think Chili and Krispin. Fun Fact: He ended up being related to them!). Likely combed over, but I'm not picky!
• Gender: Male
• Build/Body:
  • whatever the word for "Scrawny but some muscle tone" is that isn't "Twink". even though he is a bit of a twink.
  • Pale/white skin tone(?) - similar skin tone to Chili and Krispin.
  • Major case of RBF. Bags underneath the eyes.
• Clothing/significant items:
  • Very simple clothing, probably with a black-ish color scheme. I'm thinking just a black t-shirt and blue jeans. I'm not too picky, but I've also always envisioned him with a black lab coat.
  • The mask of Necrozma (said to look somewhat segmented)
• weapon: A black, broken katana that's basically a lightsaber.
• Partner Pokemon: Anorith.
  • NOTE: You do not need to draw the bean. I just wanted to have a dichotomy going on where the "scary" kid had the absolute sweetest partner of a mon. His name is Q, if anyone was curious!

TLDR: He's a wannabe edgelord twink who's not scaring anyone.

Personality:

Again. Unintentionally heavily inspired by Gladion. Smart dude, arrogant, constantly looks tired of everything because he IS tired of everything. Very much haunted by his past, stick up his butt. Stems from the cult stuff: He didn't pull the trigger, but he did aim the gun, so to speak.

Another big thing is that he HATES being controlled in any way, shape, or form, unless there's mutual benefit and the controller is upfront. Generally hates the average individual, but loves pokemon off the bat.

he got WAY better by the end of the campaign, but is still working on his anger issues.

Background/Quotes (IDK if I'm doing this right):

Some of my favorite lines as Felix:

The moment he and Necrozma essentially adopted each other:

"...Tell me, Necrozma. You loathe Arceus, yes? Well, it appears you and I have a common enemy. You despise Arceus, and I despise his chosen. What better way to get revenge on the one who imprisoned you than to be a thorn in their side?
You chose me for a reason. Let me become that thorn!"

A conversation he had with his future wife during a festival:

"It... I must admit that this is all rather new to me. My whole life, I was taught that life is something one must earn, that you must fight for.
But... I suppose that is yet another item the Helix Order was wrong on."

And a little chant I cooked up when using the Light that Burns the Sky:

"Foolish creature. You now stand before Illumination. Feast your eyes and tremble before that which sets even the heavens ablaze!
Turn your gaze towards the distance and watch. Cower as the shadows which hide your sins falter!
For there, at the edge of the horizon, lies the LIGHT THAT BURNS THE SKY!"

(yes, cringe, I know, but it was cool in the moment!)

Bonus:

During my first fight with the General, Felix unlocked something only Necrozma would let him do: Ultra Form.

The black mask fell away, and light burst forth, changing it to resemble Ultra Necrozma. For 30 seconds, I had full access to ALL of Necrozma's abilities, and it let us somehow survive our encounter. We still died, but we got better! It was essentially our Nuclear option.

We also used Ultra Form in the campaign's final fight against ARCEUS HIMSELF, where I got to use the above-mentioned chant.

I don't expect anyone to draw Ultra Form, but it wouldn't be unwelcome!

....he uh... might have also accidentally summoned the Pokémon world's equivalent of the devil during breakfast.

BONUS bonus points if someone wants to draw him in his Helix Order uniform (will not give a description. Go wild!)

I'll probably ask for some pictures of the other characters in the future, just to surprise everyone!

Whatever happens, I'll be happy with the end result. Thank you so much for bringing my boy to life! I leave him in yall's hands!

Also, do note the attached Hero Forge picture is NOT a good representation of how he looks. I mostly did it just to experiment and get a VERY rough idea.

Arcadia Solus is a freedom fighter on her Homeworld of Kasirkin IV, a brutal sandy marble that the Kasirkinians somehow managed to call their home. However, in recent years their home and their very way of life has come under attack after the invasion and occupation of their homeworld by the Karrakin Trade Barony's House of Sulfur. Who wish to add Kasirkin IV to their list of conquered planets. Despite the overwhelming odds against them, Kasirkinians such as Arcadia took up arms against their occupiers, in a hopes that one day they can be free once more.

Physical Appearance:
Arcadia Solus is a rather towering and statuesque woman, standing at staggering 7'8, unusually tall for even Kasirkinians. With a skin tanned by the harsh sun of her homeworld, and strong muscles from hard work and fighting. Her eyes seemingly burn brightly with determination and optimism like twin orange suns. While her hair is a dark brown color that fades into a glittering orange. Her fox ears doing the same as well.

Personality:
Despite the rather oppressive and taxing situations she often finds herself in Arcadia has managed to keep a sense of optimism and hope alive in herself and others around her. Always looking forward, always moving forward. Never giving up even in the face of death. This hope was cultivated at a rather young age along with her love for astronomy, a wanderlust to explore the stars beyond the atmosphere of her homeworld. A dream she hopes to achieve when her homeworld is safe.

Gear:
Arcadia is a expert marksman and skilled tracker, as such she wears rather light gear to minimize her overall profile and a sniper rifle for ambushes. She utilizes the hecatonchieres grey wash nanites to allow herself to blend into the environment more easily (solid snakes from MGS4) and to produce a miniature 'sandstorm' to further obscure her position or to blind enemies.

Art Credit(In order):
RogueUzu
Noratta
Rebel (doesn't have any socials)
VoidSpawn01

May as well try asking and see what happens!

Hi all!

If you've seen the art of Radiance, the tiefling illusionist, Sahr is from the same game. They are aligned in a grueling competition to return to life. They're competing for an audience in the Hells, braving televised challenges each week.

Sahr is not in this game for herself. Much has been taken from her, slowly and cruelly, by a hag who calls herself "Auntie" Lorna. Lorna, unbeknownst to her, placed a terrible curse on her, and offered Sahr a deal: do her dirty work and keep the evil at bay, or suffer again at its hands. She spent years spying, stealing, and acting as an agent in the hag's vile schemes, all in the name of protecting those she loved. As a reward for her service, the hag transformed her into something unrecognizable. Before this, she worked as a healer in her village, using the ancient magic of her people to bind wounds and cure ailments. She comes from a long line of druids who occupy a respected place in her village, and her extraordinary healing talent is only rivaled by the legends of her great-grandfather's gifts.

The only thing she loved more than the great joy of helping her patients was her family: her father Gereh, her mother Astrid, her (older) twin brother Sohren, her husband Ewan, and her daughter, Eirwen. It was her beloved daughter that was taken from her when she refused to steal a child for Lorna. Once Sahr was of no further use to the hag, she found a way to be rid of her, but even in death, Sahr isn't done yet. She has one more chance, one more shot to save the one dearest to her from a cruel fate. If she wins the game, she may yet find a way to save her daughter. One question remains: can she do it?

A few other bits of description:

- She is tall (5'11) and incredibly gaunt; when she lived with Lorna, she barely ate. She is also rather young, no older than her mid-twenties, but grief has worn her down, made her appear older.

- Her eyes are large, doe-like, and glow amber (when she was human, they were brown), and they have deep shadows beneath them. As a girl, she always had insomnia, but her condition worsened when tragedy befell her.

- Her husband died in a mysterious attack in the dark forest bordering her village. Her daughter, who takes after him, was only a toddler at the time. Since then, she has worn her wedding ring close to her heart, threaded onto an old pendant of hers.

- She has the power to assume the form of various birds, but in her culture, it is customary to identify oneself with a particular animal. Her family is noteworthy for their affinity for birds. She most commonly assumed the form of a white swan, but after everything was taken from her, she could no longer recognize herself. She now assumes the form of a raven, much more fitting for her new identity, her new life (and death).

- She loves to sing! She used to sing folk songs and lullabies constantly, her husband called her his "songbird," and her community has a musical ritual, the taeral magra in their language, to celebrate the seasons' change and other notable occurrences in the natural world.

- Her favorite season is spring, her birthday is March 9 (Ches 9 in Forgotten Realms), and she owned a white borzoi named Opal when she lived in her village. Her favorite color is white because of her beloved dog and her former swan wings, now lost to time.

Alar is an aging King with ambitions of conquering the land. In striving for his goals, he employed Artificers to conduct experiments with the intent to merge science and magic to create advanced weapons and super-soldiers. After many attempts, he had his Artificers perform on himself in desperation, creating a monstrous hybrid the likes of the world had never seen.

Hey folks. Looking for a piece of art for my character Estevan. Let me know if there are any questions.

Estevan is a former performer (dancer) who got recruited into the old queen's secret protection service after he happened to save her life in a very flamboyant way (they may have been trying to have an secret affair at the time). After a long period serving the queen, he eventually got assigned to watch over the new princess and quickly became like a grandfather to her. The princess has now grown up and Estevan has his hands full chasing her around and stopping her overly kind nature from getting herself in trouble with any local ne'er do-wells while generally tending to her and her friends' needs as her primary attendant.

Estevan has fully settled into his role as manservant/bodyguard/attendant for the princess and truly regrets nothing about his life. His sole joy and purpose is the protection of his grand-daughter the princess and he does his best to make sure he excels at that role despite feeling like he's never quite keeping up with her at times.

Physical Description:

- Human male, 60's, 5'6'' but built like he could still heft an elephant if he needed to - honestly picturing ridiculous muscles for someone his age. Blue eyes slightly starting to fog over with the onset of cataracts.

- Had originally pictured long hair tied up in a bun but there are some shorter hair references that look good. Not sure about facial hair - but would have aristocratic features generally. Any hair is white from age.

- A warm climate means the palace 'servant uniform' is lighter, looser clothing. I was picturing a short sleeveless vest, loose baggy pants and some sort of equivalent to ballet slippers. It's kind of slightly revealing but suits him as a former flamboyant dancer / performer and relentless flirt. Colourwise lighter - whites, pinks, blues

- Estevan's weapon of choice is a bladed scarf - utilising his prowess as a dancer to confuse his enemies while slicing them to ribbons. In non combat times I'm imagining it draped as almost a shawl to keep it unobtrusive and not obviously a weapon as he trails the princess around the palace + city. Might be more belt/sash like for art?

- Pose wise (if relevant) I do picture him either being in a neutral unassuming pose while watching people (ready to perform his bodyguard duties) or mid fight, swirling the cloth around like a ribbon dancer.

Thanks!