Adventuring Duo That's An Artificer And Their Little Wizard Child Whose First Instinct When Encountering

i’m so tired i need to be held or killed

Wanna draw lamb and/or Narinder fighting a boss?

i sketched many things, liked none of them, so instead it's the moment where the lamb tried to figure out how to kill leshy and asks narinder for help and i dunno weird colours

tyty for help me idea draw a thing

Thinking about lambs, whose culture was joyous and loud and vibrant. Lambs who had a dance for everything and a song to match. Lambs whose caravans could be heard marching melodies across the planes. Lambs for who even a combat was done in step to a waltz.

Thinking about The Lamb, who only knows the mourning songs. The Lamb, who only remembers the dances that require a blade in their hands. The Lamb who whispers sad melodies as they walk hostile lands. The Lamb whose only connection to their lost people is in the way they would spill blood.

The Lamb who sings and dances anyway, because while everything else may be gone, they still have this.

Love their outfits! Seeing them dance together is always a joy.

If you are still looking for doodle requests, perhaps Narinder and Lamb dancing? I always thought those were so fun.

Narinder falling into a Leshy hole is also fun.

i drew them on stream wheeee dancing is v fun

i am getting better at fabric look at them not being naked lololol

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Dungeons and Dragons - Fandom, Fantasy - Fandom Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Summary:

Travelers may often find themselves in strange places, and places may often find themselves with strange travelers. This story is the latter.

A bunch of misc. doodles. Some is me trying to figure out how to draw a lamb, some is drawings of D&D OCs. Indavidual doodles below the break if I did this right.

Lamb. Lamby Lamb. Forever trapped between wanting a round sketchy art-style, a clean angular art-style, and not having either.

Pyre. Masked guy with a big sword.

Hephaestus. Man's got terminal RBF

He might be blind, but he can still see you.

Creature???

What makes me angry about the whole "sometimes the curtains are just blue" thing is the abject unwillingness to engage in the media, instead just rephrasing known information in the form of an answer that doesn't dig any deeper. There was a conscious choice to describe the curtains as blue; to even describe it in the first place, and that has at least some small amount of significance.

An example of what I mean that comes to mind is Brian Jacques and his Redwall series of books. He would often give in-depth descriptions of food and meals eaten by the characters. Now, I could ask, "Why did he describe the oat cakes as sweet and crumbly?" you could say "Because they just are. That's what oat cakes are."

You would be correct. They are just oat cakes. This is just a small insignificant detail. The author only included it because he thought it was a nice little detail and, if it were removed, it would have no effect on the story as a whole. There isn't some big metaphor behind them, they are just sweet treats, but by dismissing the question, you miss out on so much.

"Why did he describe the oat cakes as sweet and crumbly?" Maybe because he wanted to demonstrate that the character was a competent cook. Maybe because he wrote his books for children in a school for the blind in Liverpool, and this is an example of the wealth of sensory details he uses to make the world feel vibrant and beautiful and help his readers feel like they were a part of it. Maybe because he was a massive goddamn foodie and always found himself wondering what it was the characters ate when a story simply said "and then they had dinner". Maybe because he takes joy in the fact that I always walk away from his books feeling hungry.

"Sometimes the curtains are just blue". Well, maybe they're blue because the author has some fuckin style.

That “the curtains are just blue” post remains the bane of my existence.

What your teachers were trying to do was make you think. About the story, the writer, and all the whys that come with literary analysis. Why did THIS writer at THIS time choose to write THIS SPECIFIC STORY and make THESE curtains blue?

There usually isn’t even a singular answer— the point isn’t to be correct, the point is to analyze it from all angles.

The great thing about writing is that no two people write the same. Writing is about your unique perspective. You could stick two writers in the same room and command them to write a story set in that room— and get wildly different depictions of the same space. One writer may describe the furniture in detail, while another fixates on the color of the walls or the detailed crown molding.

Neither writer is incorrect— but what they notice about the space and choose to focus on in their story is what is interesting. It gives you a glimpse at how this specific writer perceives and makes sense of the world. WHY does this writer focus on the room’s structural features? What does that say about them? WHY does this writer focus on the furnishings? What does that say about THEM?

It is about learning to engage with writing, and the person who wrote it, on a deeper level. Only George Orwell could’ve written 1984, only Toni Morrison could’ve written Beloved.

Now look at the curtains and tell me why that is.

I find it very interesting how in Cult of the Lamb, even though you may begin the game as an innocent lil guy with only the best of intentions, you do eventually become the villain. Sure you may try to do it as little as possible, but manipulation and murder are a necessity to complete the game, and even when you are given the opportunity to avoid it, it makes the game harder for you. The bishops are bastards but by the end you aren't all that much better than them. This results in a lot of people in fan content showing very morally grey if not outright evil lambs. Lambs who are twisted into manipulative or violent gods. Lambs who are still kind, but only as a mask, or lambs who crave flesh and violence but do not know why.

This does give me an idea for an AU. A Lamb who is a paragon of kindness and empathy. Lamb who is so scarred by the violence committed upon them and the ones they loved, that they try to erase it wherever they find it. Lamb who does not even find joy in purging heretics because they too are people with lives and dreams.

Lamb who's morals and ideals are so incredibly at odds with what they are tasked to do and the world they find themselves in. Lamb who fights tooth and goddamn nail against a world that would see them become just another monster. Lamb who is so antithetical to the cruel divinity that seeps into their flesh that it rips them apart. Lamb who feels so much that they need to give and give that they need to be held back from throwing themselves off a metaphorical ledge by the very god they usurped. Lamb who fights their own corruption at every turn, forcing themselves to go mad.

Is this anything at all? It's hardly a new idea I'm sure but I find it to be an interesting one.

Sketch of Hephaestus. Trying out a few new things with drawing. Hair is hard.

He worries.

He will never admit it, but he worries.