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Enby dwarf transmuter ✨

Animated spell card for Hit Point Press (2020) 3/8

haven’t you heard, hearts turn to dirt…

but hey baby take a look… diamonds are forever… ✨

Amity…. ✨✨✨

this lil gnoll man. Yoryk!

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Amity sketches. May or may not finish !

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Amity ref.

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Amity, just bc.

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some Remiel sketches.

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Everyone knows Shambles the Alleycat, the dilapidated tabaxi fixture of Adder Lane. Or was it Picklock Alley? Or the Street of Curtains? Well. You’ll find them there, if you need to. Maybe. 

Shambles’ family left their grassland home and came to Waterdeep for adventure and stories, but something went wrong… Waterdeep is a dangerous city, after all. One day their parents just left and never came back, and it was out on the street with you, kitten. Oh, it was a long time ago, it’s alright. 

Shambles watches the goings-on in South Ward with keen eyes hidden beneath an extraordinary layer of fabrics, carpets, and detritus. Though a pitiable sight, they are optimistic, good natured, and keen for gossip. A fencer of hot items and hider of street urchins who get into slightly too much trouble, they have lived a comfortable quiet life, if you don’t mind living on the street and having all of your friends be criminals. 

 Until now, Shambles has been content with life in the shadows, but they find themselves yearning, as all tabaxi eventually do… for more. 

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The fortune telling old lady asked for a story. 

 Amity holds both hands in front of her in a sort of placating gesture. “Sure, sure. Okay well.” She wracks her brain. You heard about the…. uh… stilt-wolves, right? I mean. Man. Was talking to a lady just come back from up north, she was doing mining stuff for like… a year. Done with it. Left with one of the spring caravans. Or whatever they call them. Carrying all the stuff down to actual civilization.” 

She looks at the old woman. “So they’re traveling through the forest and they hear this noise, right? They hear wolves howling. And it’s real close. Only…..” Amity leans forward. “It’s up high.”

“And outta the darkness and the trees come these huge wolves, and they’re all twisted up and wrong. And they’ve got long long legs that are just one big… claw at the end of em. And they just run in and …. stab everyone to death by stepping on em.

”Amity nods to herself. “It’s a real bad time for the mining companies.”

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“Just dreams. Like, things are chasing you and hafta hide in a mirror. Or there’s a song in the night that sounds nice but then you can’t see anything and it’s just the song and it gets scary! Or floating through the dark til you freeze to death. You know." 

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did I post this here lol.

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The party.  ♥

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“only sleeping…”

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“wrath of Summer.”

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