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Something I made while dealing with my own stuff and hoping drawing this would pick me up somehow. Maybe it worked.

FT my cat. His name is Mischief

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First thing I post in a while

Go to friends house to play TTRPG. After game, said friend begins talking about AI and how it's inevitable. Some jobs need AI to get things done now [Mainly speaking about their own job involves a fuck ton of data] Doesn't help the accountant joins in, agreeing but says it will make people lazy; mentioning a IT job he used to do that introduced AI and staff became unwilling to do jobs without it.

Then there's me being anti Ai-art. Getting talked to, explaining how AI art works, thinking that will change my mind or inform me better and maybe change my feelings about it(?) It hasn't changed my thoughts on it and it's dog shit.

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Sketches of characters

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My gaggle of Misfits Guess their Classes and Race! bonus points for subclass [First pic] Serafina [Second pic] Gauthak [Third pic] Corvus

Sone Strahd PCs

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Whenever I take a long car ride I end up exhausted afterwards, and I’m always like “why am I so tired? I was just sitting around doing nothing all day.”

But the answer, it turns out, is I was doing something. Riding in a car jars your body in many directions and requires constant microadjustments of your muscles just to stay in place and hold your normal posture. Because you’re inside the car, inside the situation, it’s easy not to notice all the extra work you’re doing just to maintain the status quo.

There’s all sorts of type of work that we think of as “free” that require spending energy: concentrating, making decisions, managing anxiety, maintaining hypervigilance in an unfriendly environment, dealing with stereotype threat, processing a lot of sensory input, repairing skin cells damaged sun exposure, trying to stay warm in a cold room.

The next time you think you’re tired from “nothing”, consider instead that you’re probably in situation where you’re doing a lot of unnoticed extra work just to stay in place.

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This one hovered around my heart for over a year <3 

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Receiving broken equipment on the third deployment. Guess the war is in its last stages

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Get you a party this lit

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handy-dandy guide to undead druids. do not approach in the wild unless you are a trained professional.

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Bards are just as terrifying though! People know not to fuck with casters as a whole. Wizards will magic your insides the wrong way round, turn you into a chicken, shrink you down and have their cat chase you around. No one will do anything about it, they’re scared of the Wizard but the Wizard also pays their Bar tab and you don’t. Bards will make you do stupid shit and ruin your life, all while you watch. Nothing that will kill you, but you’ll have to leave the continent. People love listening to their stories, they bring life to the town! people come to your small village to see them, they always bring money with them too.

Some Clerics and Paladins are terrifying as they can destroy you and fix it afterwards, no one would believe you that the local Mother or Father beat the shit out of you, there’s not even a scratch on you! Druids can get rid of you and no one will notice, maybe they’ll notice a few wolves outside the village border a day before you go. They’ll blame the wolves, not the druid. You were never the brightest and would play in the forest as a kid. If not wolves, who will notice a few more rats.

Speaking of stupid worldbuilding:

The reason wizard robes are literal eyesores, with the most garish, most flashy, most brightly colored patterns and the biggest hats one can imagine, is the same reason monarch butterflies are brightly colored

To quickly warn others that you are a fucking wizard

Just like how the butterfly colors & patterns warn of poison!

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A few days early, but it’s a Valentine’s comic. Previous strips have served to establish that Zig is chronically single, but a 6′7″ mace wielding butch hunk who refuses to kill is not, like, an abjectly undateable type of person, eh

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Let me tell you about one of my high school friends’ old Dungeons and Dragons PCs.

Olaf Olafson was your pretty straightforward Northman Barbarian type. Huge, strong, pale, red-haired and with a tremendous beard. What made Olaf special was the little things.

Despite living in a world with clerical magic, demons, and other powerful alignment-based Outsiders, Olaf was an atheist. This was because his people believed the last world had already ended and the gods went with it (basically post-Ragnarok). All that was left were ‘spirits’. Powerful spirits. Who could grant deific magic. But they weren’t gods, and you didn’t have to worship them- in fact you shouldn’t, because it would just inflate their already swollen egos.

Despite being an enormous, frightening, powerful man with dubious hygeine and a propensity for going literally berserk in combat, Olaf was a gentle fellow in towns and villages, had a deep fondness for small fluffy animals and children, and was a generous tipper.

Olaf liked to drink. Not mead, but wine. He liked to sip it. It made him feel ‘civilized’. He never drank it quickly enough to get drunk. His meals almost invariably consisted of “Wine. Meat. Cheese.” Which was what he would order in literally every tavern. They’d ask him to clarify, what sort of wine? What sort of meat? What sort of- Olaf would raise a hand and repeat, slowly, as if to a fool: “Wine. Meat. Cheese.” 

Olaf spoke broken common, more or less Hulk-speak, referred to himself in the third person almost exclusively, all that fun stuff. Then we had a story arc where I sent them up to Olaf’s homeland, where everyone spoke ‘Northman’ or whatever the hell I called it. While up there, he was incredibly fluent. Even poetic. “My brothers! I have returned from the decadent lands of the south, bearing riches and glory, and tales of great deeds!” The other players caught on and talked like a pack of movie Frankensteins, barely able to communicate in the foreign tongue.

For a long time, Olaf was the most financially stable member of the party. Because he bought a tavern in their home-base-town, hired the senior barmaid/waitress lady to be the manager, and funneled the profits back into the business. He kept his adventuring money and his tavern money separate, except when he would sometimes spend adventuring money to expand the tavern. 

 There’s not a lot to do in 3rd edition with skill ranks when you’re a barbarian, so eventually Olaf sank a point into Healing on a lark. A few sessions later, they captured an important enemy NPC, but he’d lost an arm in the fighting and was about to die. Their cleric had been captured and their NPC paladin wasn’t around, either. There was no magical healing available, and no one else had any ranks in healing. The dude was about to die, and take with him the knowledge of where their friends had been taken. Olaf- with a  single rank in Healing I remind you -offered to save his life in exchange for the location, and the guy agreed. Olaf then stuck a sword in the fire, said “Olaf see this once,” and cauterized the wound.

It worked, of course. I didn’t even make him roll. I was too busy trying not to piss myself laughing. “Olaf see this once.” Jesus Christ.

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Newsletter just dropped about the up coming Fools Gold kickstarter and I get to finally show off the cover (Art by: Justin Chan) Along with the “to-scale” Tarrasque mini we made >:3 All coming out on Oct.12th! (Which is the same day as the next episode :3) So if you wanna keep updated you can sign up for the newsletter at: https://manage.kmail-lists.com/subscriptions/subscribe?a=LsSkKL&g=UP8ZrK Can’t wait >u> ALSO the next episode will be posted that day as well since I’m planning to post two episodes during the kickstarter campaign. So I’m trying to do a bit of animating ahead :3

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I want to try this one.