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My New character for D&D, a Chronomancy wizard who is currently disguising herself as an old woman named "Maeve Binchy" her real name is Sian Moore, and she's trying to find her missing students.

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Posting this here, censored, but you can see the full version on my Bsky.

https://bsky.app/profile/elleisdoodling.bsky.social/post/3llme52nhyk26 The carpets do match the drapes lol.

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Posting this here, censored, but you can see the full version on my Bsky.

https://bsky.app/profile/elleisdoodling.bsky.social/post/3llme52nhyk26 The carpets do match the drapes lol.

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Missy Elliott Voice: Reeeeeeeblooggggg

Wildflowers and Barley

From a scene that occurred in our D&D campaign, when after multiple sessions of "will they/won't they" fall in love, our characters finally admitted how they felt and kissed. Excerpt from my summary of the session -   Mair hugs Nimue from behind and rests her head on top of Nimue’s (the height difference is 6’2 to 5’2 lol) and says she thought that would be a lot harder than it was. She thought she would have to fight him. Trick him, or that she would have to run away. Nimue says they could still run away together if she liked, they face each other and Mair is as usual stumbling over her words as Nimue puts a hand on her cheek. Mair leans down and cups Nimue’s face asking her if this is what she wants, Nimue says “do you truly have to ask that?” and they kiss. The flower petals swirl about them and no one else is around to see it, save Twrch Trwyth who leaves a message in the petals that says “They finally kissed. After they do finally stop kissing, they realize they should probably get back to trying to find Elle and leave the garden hand in hand.

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Wildflowers and Barley

From a scene that occurred in our D&D campaign, when after multiple sessions of "will they/won't they" fall in love, our characters finally admitted how they felt and kissed. Excerpt from my summary of the session -   Mair hugs Nimue from behind and rests her head on top of Nimue’s (the height difference is 6’2 to 5’2 lol) and says she thought that would be a lot harder than it was. She thought she would have to fight him. Trick him, or that she would have to run away. Nimue says they could still run away together if she liked, they face each other and Mair is as usual stumbling over her words as Nimue puts a hand on her cheek. Mair leans down and cups Nimue’s face asking her if this is what she wants, Nimue says “do you truly have to ask that?” and they kiss. The flower petals swirl about them and no one else is around to see it, save Twrch Trwyth who leaves a message in the petals that says “They finally kissed. After they do finally stop kissing, they realize they should probably get back to trying to find Elle and leave the garden hand in hand.

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Finally finished this one ugh I need to work on backgrounds so much but I'm really happy with this.

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I think I had a pretty good year for art!

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Art vs Artist 2024

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The Language of Flowers

Just a little something I wrote and shared with my friend who played Nimue, so we could get into their childhood relationship better. Also, just because I love messing with the human heart.

The Language of Flowers ----------

“It’s all about flowers, Raven!” Mair gleefully placed the battered volume into the other girls’ hands. “They have different meanings and everything!”

Nimue looked genuinely curious at the book, bound in blue cloth and decorated with various etched images of flowers on its cover. She flipped through it, watercolor pictures of the various plants and their meanings catching her eye as she paused to skim several on a page.

“Like how you use them in spells?” she murmured, one black eyebrow shooting up as she read the meaning listed for ‘Dahlia’.

“Well, not really, I don’t think it’s for spells. The lady at the shop told me it was meant for sending letters with flowers.” Her bangs had once again fallen across her face, Mair puffed out a breath to move the distracting hair, hands too busy with plucking a yellow flower and several others nearby. Chatting almost nonstop to her friend. “I just thought it would be fun for us to have a secret flower code, something for us other than letters all the time.” She handed the yellow one to Nimue. “Quick! What’s this one mean?”

Nimue looked a little incredulously at Mair, who was grinning at her. “You don’t know?”

“I didn’t want to read the book and spoil it without you. It’s better when we read together.”

Smiling, Nimue examined the flower, flipping forward then back through the pages until she found its entry on the first page. “It means, ah…secret love Mair.” She felt her cheeks grow slightly warm, as she saw Mair’s face go from jesting to shock and then embarrassment.

“Oh.” Mair’s ears were flaming red now as her voice took on a more flippant tone. “Well, secret love is stupid. If you love someone, you just tell them. Like I can tell you right now, I love you, you’re my best friend. Why would I keep that secret from you?”

Her ears still remained red, and Nimue knew Mair wasn’t as clueless to the flower's meaning as she pretended. Laughing, and nudging Mair in the ribs gently with her elbow, Nimue teased;

“Oh, so I’ll never get secret declarations of your favor when we’re married?” This caused Mair to splutter, shutting off her usual steady stream of chatter, and it was all too much for Nimue to bear. She dissolved into laughter which left her gasping, Mair’s face and ears bright as she tried to explain…something. Nimue never quite got the meaning of her words, as Mair had become too embarrassed to actually string together her thoughts well. She leaned forward, giving her friend a tight hug.

“Star, it's fine, I was just teasing you.”

“You wound me, my lady.” Mair said, sticking her tongue out at Nimue though her face and ears still remained bright red. “Let's look for other flowers, you know, maybe the funny ones.”

And they did for the rest of the afternoon, the two trying to memorize a few pages of the book for the rest of the day.

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Reblog to hug prev poster (they need a hug)

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The Language of Flowers

Just a little something I wrote and shared with my friend who played Nimue, so we could get into their childhood relationship better. Also, just because I love messing with the human heart.

The Language of Flowers ----------

“It’s all about flowers, Raven!” Mair gleefully placed the battered volume into the other girls’ hands. “They have different meanings and everything!”

Nimue looked genuinely curious at the book, bound in blue cloth and decorated with various etched images of flowers on its cover. She flipped through it, watercolor pictures of the various plants and their meanings catching her eye as she paused to skim several on a page.

“Like how you use them in spells?” she murmured, one black eyebrow shooting up as she read the meaning listed for ‘Dahlia’.

“Well, not really, I don’t think it’s for spells. The lady at the shop told me it was meant for sending letters with flowers.” Her bangs had once again fallen across her face, Mair puffed out a breath to move the distracting hair, hands too busy with plucking a yellow flower and several others nearby. Chatting almost nonstop to her friend. “I just thought it would be fun for us to have a secret flower code, something for us other than letters all the time.” She handed the yellow one to Nimue. “Quick! What’s this one mean?”

Nimue looked a little incredulously at Mair, who was grinning at her. “You don’t know?”

“I didn’t want to read the book and spoil it without you. It’s better when we read together.”

Smiling, Nimue examined the flower, flipping forward then back through the pages until she found its entry on the first page. “It means, ah…secret love Mair.” She felt her cheeks grow slightly warm, as she saw Mair’s face go from jesting to shock and then embarrassment.

“Oh.” Mair’s ears were flaming red now as her voice took on a more flippant tone. “Well, secret love is stupid. If you love someone, you just tell them. Like I can tell you right now, I love you, you’re my best friend. Why would I keep that secret from you?”

Her ears still remained red, and Nimue knew Mair wasn’t as clueless to the flower's meaning as she pretended. Laughing, and nudging Mair in the ribs gently with her elbow, Nimue teased;

“Oh, so I’ll never get secret declarations of your favor when we’re married?” This caused Mair to splutter, shutting off her usual steady stream of chatter, and it was all too much for Nimue to bear. She dissolved into laughter which left her gasping, Mair’s face and ears bright as she tried to explain…something. Nimue never quite got the meaning of her words, as Mair had become too embarrassed to actually string together her thoughts well. She leaned forward, giving her friend a tight hug.

“Star, it's fine, I was just teasing you.”

“You wound me, my lady.” Mair said, sticking her tongue out at Nimue though her face and ears still remained bright red. “Let's look for other flowers, you know, maybe the funny ones.”

And they did for the rest of the afternoon, the two trying to memorize a few pages of the book for the rest of the day.

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I will add for anyone curious that when Mair first meets Nimue (the childhood betrothed) again, that "slight scuffle" is a full on knock down drag out fight where Mair gets stabbed. Right after the below image. I did that meme from Princess Mononoke where you redraw characters in the pose, but I never finished it cause I kind of got cold feet.

Huh, I never posted her backstory anywhere. Well then. Lets recitify that shall we? Mair Hendwr Backstory -

Gifts are never given freely by the fae, and one such gift the Lord and Lady Hendwr did receive. Two children the Prince of Boars Twrch Trwyth would bestow, but the third would be their own and that was the price he demanded. One fully human child to stay in his kingdom ten years after its birth, he would keep it in his world and then the debt would be repaid.

The third child born was Mair, the most human and mundane of the children. With coal black hair, deep brown eyes and a penchant for mischief she easily made friends and was most glib with her speech, a young couturier in the making it seemed. All would have been well, had the closest noble house not sought out an early marriage arrangement for their daughter as the two children had become fast friends. Tentative agreements were sent, and one last trip to meet with the other nobles to discuss the details at length.

While the children played, the parents plotted. The Lord and Lady Hendwr unwilling to let their ambitions of a greater alliance for their house be stopped by a mere fae bargain signed the proposal for a future alliance of the houses. But Twrch Trwyth is no fool, he waited until the girls played far from the keep, waited untill servants looked away and the older boys clashed sticks in battle before snatching Mair  up in his jaws, a gigantic red bristled boar with red eyes. It would be a memory that scarred her friend, haunting her into adulthood the memory of the red eye’d boar and Mair’s scream of terror.

Though Twrch Trwyth demanded payment he was not cruel or harsh with Mair, though she did see him rage across the Fae realm when his anger did consume him, and from this she learned when to be quiet and when to be seen for even Princes of the Fae have tells for their emotional state. He kept her there for two hundred years though she stopped feeling the effects of age at twenty-five. For two hundred years in a land where time was slippery at best, Mair fought, read, and learned some magic. Any extended time will change any human in the fae realms especially one so close to the Prince of Boars. The hair that grew past her ears, all new growth since coming there was red, her eyes also changed after the first ten years to match Twrch Trwyth’s now she was all but his daughter in blood.

One day, in the eternal sunset of that world he came to her with a proposition. She would be allowed to leave, and return to the world of mortals perhaps even live a full mortal life but only if she established herself in the human court. For Twrch Trwyth had heard rumors that other fae had their hands and eyes on the court of the Britannia’s young King Arthur. The Prince of Boars, being far older and wiser than they, must then have an envoy as well.

So Mair once again found herself brought back into the mortal world, resigned that it must have changed significantly in 200 years. But to her shock, she found while her time in that otherworld had been long in the mortal world it had only been fifteen years. The Prince of Boars had kept her for two mortal lifetimes and while she felt all 200 years the world had not much changed. She was now an outlier older inside than she appeared. Worse yet, her childhood friend had never forgotten her and once a year made her way to the place of Mair’s disappearance to honor the memory, so it was a shock when a woman with eyes like the boar and hair with more red than black appeared in that place.  There was a brief scuffle between the two, the friend being sure the Fae Boar had taken on the appearance of a human to taunt her or as some sort of trick.

She attempts to keep her otherworldly appearance from being a distraction she generally wears a hood to disguise herself. Her hands, and arms, are covered in black blackberry tattoos a reminder of her new home in the fae realm.

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Huh, I never posted her backstory anywhere. Well then. Lets recitify that shall we? Mair Hendwr Backstory -

Gifts are never given freely by the fae, and one such gift the Lord and Lady Hendwr did receive. Two children the Prince of Boars Twrch Trwyth would bestow, but the third would be their own and that was the price he demanded. One fully human child to stay in his kingdom ten years after its birth, he would keep it in his world and then the debt would be repaid.

The third child born was Mair, the most human and mundane of the children. With coal black hair, deep brown eyes and a penchant for mischief she easily made friends and was most glib with her speech, a young couturier in the making it seemed. All would have been well, had the closest noble house not sought out an early marriage arrangement for their daughter as the two children had become fast friends. Tentative agreements were sent, and one last trip to meet with the other nobles to discuss the details at length.

While the children played, the parents plotted. The Lord and Lady Hendwr unwilling to let their ambitions of a greater alliance for their house be stopped by a mere fae bargain signed the proposal for a future alliance of the houses. But Twrch Trwyth is no fool, he waited until the girls played far from the keep, waited untill servants looked away and the older boys clashed sticks in battle before snatching Mair  up in his jaws, a gigantic red bristled boar with red eyes. It would be a memory that scarred her friend, haunting her into adulthood the memory of the red eye’d boar and Mair’s scream of terror.

Though Twrch Trwyth demanded payment he was not cruel or harsh with Mair, though she did see him rage across the Fae realm when his anger did consume him, and from this she learned when to be quiet and when to be seen for even Princes of the Fae have tells for their emotional state. He kept her there for two hundred years though she stopped feeling the effects of age at twenty-five. For two hundred years in a land where time was slippery at best, Mair fought, read, and learned some magic. Any extended time will change any human in the fae realms especially one so close to the Prince of Boars. The hair that grew past her ears, all new growth since coming there was red, her eyes also changed after the first ten years to match Twrch Trwyth’s now she was all but his daughter in blood.

One day, in the eternal sunset of that world he came to her with a proposition. She would be allowed to leave, and return to the world of mortals perhaps even live a full mortal life but only if she established herself in the human court. For Twrch Trwyth had heard rumors that other fae had their hands and eyes on the court of the Britannia’s young King Arthur. The Prince of Boars, being far older and wiser than they, must then have an envoy as well.

So Mair once again found herself brought back into the mortal world, resigned that it must have changed significantly in 200 years. But to her shock, she found while her time in that otherworld had been long in the mortal world it had only been fifteen years. The Prince of Boars had kept her for two mortal lifetimes and while she felt all 200 years the world had not much changed. She was now an outlier older inside than she appeared. Worse yet, her childhood friend had never forgotten her and once a year made her way to the place of Mair’s disappearance to honor the memory, so it was a shock when a woman with eyes like the boar and hair with more red than black appeared in that place.  There was a brief scuffle between the two, the friend being sure the Fae Boar had taken on the appearance of a human to taunt her or as some sort of trick.

She attempts to keep her otherworldly appearance from being a distraction she generally wears a hood to disguise herself. Her hands, and arms, are covered in black blackberry tattoos a reminder of her new home in the fae realm.

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I said I would do it, and now I finally am, lol ALL THE ART I DID DURING THE CAMPAIGN INCOMING (there are so many unfinished sketches, weep).

In addition, I made props, wrote a song (to the tune of another song tbh I can't write music just lyrics) and minis too.

[image description: Image of a decorated piece of paper, floral decorations on top, and three likes on the sides on bottom of the document. The words read as follows. "

My lords and my ladies please join me a time As I tell you a story of woe that is mine A tale that is old now and still full of pain Of a Starling and the Raven, she will ne’er see again

Two wild things drawn together by their guardian’s greed For the Starling to wed the Raven and her land’s they would cede But the Starling loved the Raven above all other things Though none of them knew that fates wheel was turning

For the Starling was promised to settle a debt And these children knew not of that alien threat Til the monster indebted came to settle his boon Stealing her from the Raven one terrifying afternoon

The Starling now held captive in a palace of thorns Did pine for the Raven, and daily she mourned For she tried to fly free from this wretched new home First days, then years, and decades she did roam

Each time she was thwarted and returned fast to him To the one she called master, and father most grim For she now had a parent who desired no more Then the Starling to live by his side, the child of the boar

A century passed, then a century more and the Starling despaired For she had been altered with every escape that she dared First eyes, then her feathers blood red they were stained No longer a Starling, but a creature bound and chained

This creature still weeps for lost days and lost friends time passing on She’s changed and she’s regretful for the dear one who’s gone One day she’ll find freedom, but that day has not come Now the creature sings quietly of her sorrowful outcome" end description]

There's also some fiction. Look when I go in for a deep role-play character I GO DEEP.

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I said I would do it, and now I finally am, lol ALL THE ART I DID DURING THE CAMPAIGN INCOMING (there are so many unfinished sketches, weep).

In addition, I made props, wrote a song (to the tune of another song tbh I can't write music just lyrics) and minis too.

[image description: Image of a decorated piece of paper, floral decorations on top, and three likes on the sides on bottom of the document. The words read as follows. "

My lords and my ladies please join me a time As I tell you a story of woe that is mine A tale that is old now and still full of pain Of a Starling and the Raven, she will ne’er see again

Two wild things drawn together by their guardian’s greed For the Starling to wed the Raven and her land’s they would cede But the Starling loved the Raven above all other things Though none of them knew that fates wheel was turning

For the Starling was promised to settle a debt And these children knew not of that alien threat Til the monster indebted came to settle his boon Stealing her from the Raven one terrifying afternoon

The Starling now held captive in a palace of thorns Did pine for the Raven, and daily she mourned For she tried to fly free from this wretched new home First days, then years, and decades she did roam

Each time she was thwarted and returned fast to him To the one she called master, and father most grim For she now had a parent who desired no more Then the Starling to live by his side, the child of the boar

A century passed, then a century more and the Starling despaired For she had been altered with every escape that she dared First eyes, then her feathers blood red they were stained No longer a Starling, but a creature bound and chained

This creature still weeps for lost days and lost friends time passing on She’s changed and she’s regretful for the dear one who’s gone One day she’ll find freedom, but that day has not come Now the creature sings quietly of her sorrowful outcome" end description]

There's also some fiction. Look when I go in for a deep role-play character I GO DEEP.

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And I finally finished it!! I said it on my insta post but woo boy this comment almost ended me in game. I was trying not to talk too much at this point we had limited time and I wanted the other players who were newer to get their chance to shine without me taking up too much roleplaying time.

Mair, was nervous, she and Nimue has finally seemed to come to an understanding and Nimue had told her not thirty minutes previous that she "valued her council" and Mair was just still kind of dazed. And then, as we both discovered one of the biggest reveals of the campaign, we ran to tell the rest of the group and had...a moment...a culmination of all the tears and heartbreak throughout the game. This happened! I was trying to convey how weary and relieved my character was to finally be free from her father. Then my friend hits me with this banger of a line, lol. I love these two, and I hope I can continue to convey in my artwork.

[image description: Two women, one tall and human with red and black hair, one smaller and elven with white hair, stand together at night in what seems to be a walled garden. Soft magical lights play around them while cherry blossoms and flower petals blow on the wind. They are speaking to one another with cartoon speech bubbles. The taller red and black haired woman, Mair, says, "I wasn't prepared for this to go so well. I thought I would have to fight, or that I'd have to run away." The smaller, white haired elven woman replies, "We can still run away together".]

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AHAHAHA I finished finally!!

All the player characters from King Arthur's Birthday Bash!

From left to right - Lord Oberon Riverstone (Monk) Lord Wilbur Treyu (Shadow Sorcerer) Lady Mair Hendwyr (Rune Knight, engaged to Lady Du Lac) Lady Nimue Du Lac (Bladesinger Wizard, engaged to Lady Hendwyr) High Priest Israfel Nightcatcher (Fiend Warlock) Lady Elle Carafina (Wild Magic Sorcerer, Queen of Britannia cause her twin brother Arthur was done with being King.)