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Reach into your local void and you may find a friend or two

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Inktober but Writing-Spell

Sirra looked out over the endless dunes with the sun beating down on her like a physical force. Beneath her veil, her ears and fur pressed flat, wilted by the extreme heat. She looked at her companions, sand sticking to the dried blood of the running battles of the last several days. One positively basked in the heat and bright sunlight, Spark’s face turned toward the sun as the genasi seemed to regain strength from the rays, almost like a plant. But even his dark skin glistened with sweat and his bright orange hair lay plastered against his face. His companion, short and dark, seemed to have withdrawn even smaller than usual, his spiked tail limp in the sand and the hood of his shifting, sand colored cloak drawn over his head in a useless attempt to keep out the sun. He was the least suited for this environment, but they both waited, patiently, for her.

She took a small sip of water from a very warm waterskin to provide enough moisture to speak. “Intelligence says the Bloodrose are across the dunes, in the Shafaat oasis. We need to be fast.”

Her companions, her brothers, nodded, almost in unison. No further words needed to be spoken. They knew to preserve much needed moisture in the desert. They waited, turning towards her, stepping towards her as she started towards them.

A deep breath, two, they linked hands, not out of necessity, but because they needed that assurance and thrum of power to rejuvenate spent resources.

They waited for Sirra, fully trusting and giving themselves over as she intoned the holy druidic language and spoke the spell.

Their forms shifted with hers, lean, limber desert cats in the spot of the three humanoids. As one, they turned and began trotting over the dunes on paws wide enough to not sink into the shifting, burning sands, the darkest one at the back, the red-orange and largest at the front, nose to tail.

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all my bear owl (or owlley cats) gifs in one post!  all inspired by the same creature in the croods, just with different owls

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Commission for @chikanory of one of my faaaave NPCs, Quendar!! Did the bonus of animating it a bit for her as a thank you for all the effort she does as DM ;;w;;

Commissions are still open if anyone’s interested!

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Brought my prices back down, need to try and make some extra $$$ while trying to find a job that I can sustain myself off of.

Furries, OCs, Fanart, Nudity – All Ok

NSFW is unavailable at this time

Contact me @ Apollosglare@gmail.com

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The Bad News Bears, having recently found the Tears of Serraih and stopped a selfish, reckless summoner from bringing destruction to the world, are setting off on the next chapter of their adventure. They are traveling from Varwick to the ancient twin cities of Chanyeol and Cheadal. While Cheadal is considered the center of Ostesh faith, Chanyeol is a center of arcane magic learnings. The Bad News Bears will travel from Varwick to Craydon’s Ferry, then onwards to Stington where they will meet a merchant caravan to accompany north to Norton and finally to Chanyeol. Who thinks it will be a calm, pleasant journey through early summer? Not I, says the DM. And neither do my players.

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Commission for @sweetwatersong of her Tiefling Rogue, Sahzal! I had a lot of fun drawing her so I’m glad she likes it! ;;o;;

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Remember to hug ur friendly birdy cleric NPC!

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The girls in a cuddle pile

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painting practice + trying that ‘color over grey scale’ technique

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This is Pando, but it isn’t a forest– it’s all one tree. Each trunk of the Quaking Aspen is genetically identical and connected by a single root system that’s at least 80,000 years old, which means it’s one of the biggest and oldest living things on Earth. Source

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“Blood on My Name” by The Brothers Bright

when the fires, when the fires are consuming you and your sacred stars wont be guiding you i've got blood, i've got blood, blood on my name 

This song applies to the Makor storyline for reasons eventually to be revealed.

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This is my girl, Comfort.

She’s a human fighter, specializes in using two-handed weapons, and all around Good Girl. She’s awkward and lanky, and ran away from home to Prove Herself. She’s honest and just wants to help others. I love her.

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Asa is a tabaxi bard who works in Crow’s Feet Inn in Varwick. She likes to drink and have fun, and curl up tight to bite her tail for comfort.

Nom nom tail

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I love the Shit my players say blog it always makes me laugh.

So I made this with one of my favorite posts. Also music by: http://www.bensound.com/  post by: @glaringapollo