#Winnifred The Druid

[thechaoticdruid]

So I modded the game. Now they can cuddle.

(Emote mod by claravel on Nexus Mods.)

[we-are-a-dragon]

DM: You have to cook a meal before you leave the druids.

Adam (playing Harriet): Oh yeah, sorry guys.

Lyra (playing Hesty): Do the druids eat meat?

DM: Some of them will.

Lyra: We'll prepare a variety of dishes.

Rach (playing Gregor): I can contribute toast.

DM: Some of the druids kind of pick at the meal, while others enjoy it with gusto.

Marijn (playing Winnifred): I ask them about the dolls we found in the Phosphorest.

DM: The leader gazes at the doll you show her and says she has not seen it before.

Andy (playing Diardi): Insight check?

DM: She appears to be truthful.

Marijn: Guess our next stop is the tower, then.

Adam: We've been awake a while, shall we sleep here?

DM: The druids say you can spend your rest here.

Adam: Great, sleep now, then tomorrow we'll go to this tower.

DM: Hunter, you suffer bad dreams.

Hamish (playing Hunter): Oh great, the doll's cursed. Of course it is.

[bramblepatchart]

commission for a friend of mine of our mutual D&D party of gilded-age hooligans, the Wayward Girls! 

Clockwise from top: 

Calliope “Arclight” Thudergrave, half-orc fighter, steel heiress party animal who’s been cut off by her father for taking part in labor rights protests at his factories

Alyx Vesperwind, tabaxi rouge, dropped out of college to become a socialist agitator and still is not aware that the half-orc she met on the picket line is in fact a Thundergrave

Dr. Edith “Eddie” Caritas, tiefling wizard, quack doctor who had to skip town after she accidentally turned herself into a tiefling, formerly Arclight and Tally’s hookup for party drugs and has now figured out how to make patent medicines that actually do something other than get you high

Hospitality “Tally” Goodbobbin, halfling warlock, dissolute youngest daughter of a halfling merchant family who accidentally made a pact with a faery while drunk on absinthe at a jazz party (and her 2-year-old son, Finesse “Fin” Goodbobbin, who she won the parentage of on a fae riverboat) 

Fortheroad, kenku druid, sometime run-runner, and our designated getaway driver

Winnifred “Winnie” Kettle, human ranger, vampire hunter with a tragic past who we ran into in a swamp and by the time we made it out of the swamp she’d been completely adopted by the rest of the party because she’s nice and she has a cool motorbike

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[somelazyassartist]

What are Hallows families classes?

Caetora was born as a Storm Sorcerer and later Went into the Spirit Bard Track at college!

Vicoros initially went to Bard College to be a Satire Bard, but dropped out pretty quickly and turned to being a Wild Card Rogue

Ancelin is a Unity Cleric and a devoted Acolyte to Eldath

Winnifred was born as a Phoenix Sorcerer, but became incredibly focused on becoming a Wildfire Druid after she was seperated from the rest of her family

Evelyn was born as a Shadow Magic Sorcerer, and decided to put her dark powers to good use as a Ghostslayer Blood Hunter!!

Chrisantium was born as a Sea Sorcerer, and decided to go to Bard College in the Dirge Singer Track so that he could be with his lover, Percival, while he was out in battle

Speaking of Percival, he's a Banneret Fighter and loves his job of being a Knight

Villame is a Swarmkeeper Ranger and has a tiny army of pet crabs to keep her company as she doesn't like people very much

Klaus is a Living Weapon Monk, and despite his fluffy appearance he's pretty much made entirely out of scythes

Entropy is a Mutant Blood Hunter, and she can see out of the eyes on her bow and dress and the teeth on her outfit open up to be real mouths

Discord is a Wild Soul Barbarian; she may be tiny but she will fuck. You. Up.

Chaos is a Tempest Cleric and also worships Eldath

Ivy is a Beast Master Ranger and has a Giant Badger as her animal companion

Atropa is a Land Druid, and flowers bloom wherever she walks

Aurora is an aspiring Eldritch Knight Fighter and dreams of being a member of the Royal Guard like her big brother

Buttercup is a Maverick Artificier and a Gunslinger Fighter, and likes taking weapons apart and putting them back together to see how they work

[bagoholding]

first post in forever - finally a new campaign! this is winnifred snow, our druid. 🍂

hmu if you want a commission 👀

[alittlepieceofwarcraft]

Winnifred “Mywin”: Full Biography

Gender: Female.

Race: Night elf.

Birthdate: 29th September Year -75 (109 years old).

Star sign: Libra.

Birthplace: Mount Hyjal, Kalimdor.

Height: ~6″6.

Hair colour: Green.

Eye colour: Silver.

Name meaning: “Peaceful”; “the gentle one”.

Class: Restoration/Balance Druid.

Professions: Herbalism, Alchemy.

Father: Druid Tavanar Owlcaller (deceased Year -64).

Mother: Sentinel Kalnor Starblade (deceased Year -64).

Tavanar and Kalnor.

Other Relations, non canon: Verdanikus (lover, owned by @fullelven), Aceso (adoptive mother, adoptive aunt), Sisterhood of Elune (adoptive aunts), Aleeia (best friend), Màoxiǎn (friend), Teggie (friend).

Relations, canon: Illidan Stormrage (former lover), Tyrande Whisperwind (follower of), Malfurion Stormrage (follower of, student of), Khadgar (friend).

Family tree

[skyleafcreations]

Day 27 of the SheProp Challenge Ooh La La! (Not necessarily risque, but something that made you feel confident!) Ohh do tell! Today I have 4 cosplays that fit this theme. I don’t why but all of these just make me feel bad ass. I stand taller and walk stronger when I wear them. Willy Wonka based on @noflutter ‘s artwork 📸 @robyniwaskiw (I think 🤔) , Winnifred Sanderson 📸 @vfxjenn , Post Apocalyptic Druid 📸@mgkarimi , Viking Merida 📸@orion_photographer #ShePropChallenge #MakersChallenge #LoveYourContent #charactercorsets #inspiredby #canadian #canadiancosplayer #sewing #crafting #skyleafcreations #womenofcosplay #cosplayersofig #cosplayersofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CFqDiyGD1Ti/?igshid=g0u6ce2orbip

[painpro]

tfk episodes 33+34

COMPLETED ANOTHER ARC! THIS CALLS FOR AN UPDATE!

THE KC HAS SET THE BALL IN MOTION NOW!

Episode 33: Homecoming

The KC and their friend Yunah return to King's Watch, their former home that they had been driven out of months ago. They decide to put on disguises to look like a circus troupe, and put quite a lot of thought into it...and then they enter the city to find it nearly empty. The streets are ravaged, and piles of dead bodies lie in the open- they recognize many of them. Orna casts Speak With Dead on the guard Fisher they once knew to get some more information. They find out that the demons that have flooded the city have been dragging townsfolk out of their home, killing them if they resisted. He tells them the demons came from inside the palace. Somberly, Orna lays him back down to rest, and the KC decides they had better check on their friends and attempt to gather some allies before facing Rensford. They first head towards Maedis- assuming he is still in the direction of the theater, the Redtail. On their way there, they are spotted by an ice mephit who reports their whereabouts to strange flying demons that attack them. Maedis and Garm show up  suddenly, helping the KC defeat them- but they don't need much help, as Orna casts banishment on two of them and succeeds in permanently sending them away. Maedis reunites with the KC- confused at first because of the Seeming spell, but then Orna drops it and he fully realizes its them. He leads them back to his home, where they find Jirahn and Mirna, disheveled but intact. Cezall decides to stay and guard them, while the rest of the party and Maedis continue to the other side of the city to find Barnabas, their guards, and the assassins they hired in the basement of their old hangout, the Jagged Hunter. On the way there, they find some ice devils along with new, gangly horrific creatures leading a group of townsfolk through the city wearing icey shackles. One of them they recognize- Dravera, Ezita's daughter and the former owner of the Fortune Haberdashery. Keen starts an engagement by sneaking up and stabbing a demon. An extremely tough struggle ensues, with Bell and Orna going down at various points and every party member taking a lot of damage. They had somewhat learned how to deal with the ice devils, but these new fiends pack quite a punch. Cik and Seraphina, walled off by ice from the rest of the party, are personally tormented by one for most of the fight. One by one, the demons are picked off- one by Maedis, another by Yunah, and two in one fell swoop by Selxi, who finally ends the fight. Bell casts revivify on one of the townsfolk caught in the struggle, and succeeds. Dravera reunites with the party, giving special thanks to Keen and Cik. Together they finally head down to the Jagged Hunter, where they all meet up in the cellar. It's quite crowded, but Bell casts create food and drink, giving everyone plenty to eat. Keen tells Abel, Galabre and Winnifred stories of their adventures away from home. Seraphina passes off the ring with Sariah to Barnabas. Cik gives Maedis the Arachnid cloak. The Whisperers are somewhat standoffish and argue about getting paid. Bell and Maedis have a conversation- their first real one. Having had enough for one day, the KC and friends settle down to gather their strength and spend the night in the cellar, knowing that tomorrow they have quite the  demon to face in the heart of their city...

Episode 34: Rensford Must Die

The KC and friends wake up in the cellar of the Jagged Hunter, and start the day with Bell casting Heroe's Feast to give them all a nice brunch. In the meantime, Cik and Selxi work together to create a ring. The KC gathers their allies (Barnabas, Yunah, and Maedis) and head deeper into the city towards the palace, where they know Rensford is staying. On their way there, they see that the devils have been enslaving the citizens to force them to build some kind of large moving structures. They enter the palace into the throne room- and find Hilren sitting there, guarded by two ice devils and Rensford himself. Rensford seems aloof and unconcerned with the KC's comeback. His human form splits and he reveals himself to be a Glabrezu, a treachery demon. The battle begins- Orna manages to counterspell something that would have packed a huge punch, and also casts banishment on one of the ice devils. Seraphina, Selxi, Cik and Yunah begin doing close combat with Rensford himself- Rensford picks up Selxi and Seraphina and grapples them in his claws. Meanwhile, in the back of the palace, the rest of the group is keeping two different waves of demons at bay. Finally, Cik rushes back in to the magical darkness, saying "fuck it", and landing the brutal final blow on Rensford, sinking his greatsword into his chest and dragging it down. Keen quickly descends with Banisher, managing to get a dose of the potion into him before Rensford's body is burned away and he is reincarnated. They successfully stop him- killing Rensford permanently. They tend to Hilren, who was injured by Rensford in the struggle when he tried to speak up. Barnabas says he will take care of him for now while the KC goes to try and take down the barrier which is emanating from the Lyceum. Keen storms off and rage-loots the palace. They find Sylvaren inside the Lyceum- seemingly under a Geas spell to keep the barrier up. His hair has turned white from the stress. Bell casts Greater Restoration on him, ending the spell and causing him to collapse from exhaustion. Sylvaren tells them that the two twin High Arcanists, Rhuelan and Vizain, were killed when the demons took over the city, leaving Sylvaren technically in charge. The KC is now realizing there is basically no one in charge of the capital of Imura besides a 15 year old traumatized boy, and Bell speaks with Barnabas at length about what to do (while Keen and Cik loot the royal treasury). They decide the best course of action is to contact Stratham, namely Bell's father, and have them send military and political reinforcements to keep the town in line while they get everything sorted. In their brief moment of downtime, the KC spends a night at their old home, Starcrest Keep. Things have been pushed around and its generally a mess but they clean it up as best they can. Maedis and Cik talk about their feelings, and learn more about each others past. Orna attempts to contact Bo Boggle- but can't, even with Bell's help. Yunah and Seraphina discuss the future of the druids- then spend the night outside as bears. Selxi resets all her booby traps. For now they sleep, but when they wake up in the morning they have to decide their next course of action, and how they're going to defeat the King's next general, Xavia...

[criticalrolo]

Here are the KNEE SLAPPERS with the exact character descriptions my players gave me. I love these guys so much lol 

NIM PIN (Elf Rogue) Nim is from a mining town called Erith located in the Snowbird Mountains. Her parents died when she was young, so she was raised by an eccentric old gnome woman named Madonna Tealeaf. Madonna was a witch who tried to teach Nim magic, but just ended up teaching her how to make fantastic date bread. She was an intern for the  mayor of Erith named Slag, until she overheard Slag being paid off to ignore goblin raids in the Broken Hill mines. Slag attacked her, and she killed him in self defense. The situation looked like she had murdered the mayor, Erith turned on her, and she was sentenced to death before she escaped from prison. Now she is living on the run, stealing from rich people in the towns she passes through.

MANGO (Tiefling Cleric) Mango is the younger twin tiefling. She and her sister Mingo ran away from home in their early twenties after years of being bullied by their peers, and after running through a forest for a few days, accidentally stumbled through the entrance to the Feywild. They were almost immediately separated by magical mist, and Mango found her way to a fairy court. After studying their way of living and some interactions with the fairy’s religion, Mango became a cleric for one of their gods and was going to spend the rest of her life in the Feywild until Mingo found her.

MINGO (Tiefling Druid)

After being separated from Mango, Mingo almost immediately fell into a snare and was captured by a dwarf druid named Marek Garland, who had been hiding in the Feywild for years. Marek took her in, taught her how to harness the magic in nature, and essentially taught her how to be a druid. After a few years, Mingo became desperate to find her sister, and set off through the Feywild until she finally found her and Marek agreed to send them back to their home plane together. Mingo is plagued by pollen allergies. 

WINNIFRED UNDERBOUGH (Dragonborn Barbarian)

Winnifred Underbough came from a tribe of dragonborns from the Eastern mountains where her parents were the tribe leaders. Though the tribe was pretty secluded, her parents wanted Winnifred to receive an education in a more populated, modernized area and sent her to Yale for Dragons* (name tbd). While she was there, Winnifred realized that she had extreme anger issues compared to her peers. Mathematics was difficult enough that even the thought of it could send her into a Rage™. She was kicked out of school, and is now on a spiritual journey to find a balance between her desire to learn and her desire to wreck shit.

FIFER HIGH-HILL (Halfling Bard)

Fifer is from a commune of halflings living in the forest, where he lived with his two moms and about fifty other hippy halflings. They somehow got involved in a prank war with the fairies living in the area, where the halflings would dump water or something on one of them, and then a halfling would be cursed for eternity. In his own words, “we just liked having fun but sometimes they would just go way too hard, you know?” Eventually Fifer was cursed by one particular fairy that he would have to find new songs to play for both of their communities, otherwise something “unlucky” would happen to him. Now he travels the land, looking for new songs to take back to his commune.

BIRDIE SANDERS (Elf Gunslinger)

Birdie is a High Elf Dutchess who has been in hiding for 97 years after a HUGE fiasco at a party where she spread a bunch of rumors about the current ruling family. There was a ton of drama, and eventually people started to figure out that she was behind it all, so she just bounced for a century while she waited for things to calm down. She’s been living in Erith for about 50 years, and in that time some mysterious patron has been leaving presents for her on her porch, including the two guns that she carries with her now. She has no marketable skills besides her charming personality, so she works as the PR person for mayoral candidate Lauretta Blossom. 

[thatfictionforge-blog]

Black Temple Chapter 1

Winny let out a low but appreciative whistle as the treeline gave way the clearing that played host to the dark stone structure. This part of the forest was old, overgrown, and seem very keen on retaking this spot, and the temple along with it. However, here the temple stood, in defiance of the vines crawling up the side and clear sense of foreboding it radiated. She scratched her temple under the band of her loose fitting cap

“You’d think they were trying to make it deliberately evil looking on purpose, Winny sneered, scrunching her little nose up indignantly.

Winny, even though her sister insisted on calling her Winnifred, was always good for letting others know what she was thinking. Being a bard by trade, the gnome had enough personality for two drunk northern trappers with patchwork clothing to match. Winny pushed the tip of her crossbow into the ground and loaded it with a grunt. Then, with the usual self-important flourish, pulled her trusty helmet off her pack and plopped it loosely on her head.

“You know that pot doesn’t really protect you from anything, right?” Wilhelmina resignedly asked.

“Well I haven’t gotten any career ending head injuries right?” Winny retorted

“That’s like saying my pants are orc repellent since one hasn’t chopped my legs off!” Wilhelmina snapped back. Wilhelmina prided herself usually maintaining her composure, but her sister had a tendency to cut through that composure like a rusty machete. A sorceress of budding talent, Wilhelmina kept her hair in a tight and braided style indicative of the restraint she tried to instill in herself. While she never needed them to harness her inborn magical talent, Wilhelmina’s pack was always laden with books penned by well-regarded wizards so she could constantly learn how to better keep her powers in check. Wilhelmina wore a looser fitting dark blue robe on top of her tunic, breeches, and boots. The hood was not pulled up today, the breeze was not particularly cold. She clenched and unclenched her hands at her sides, feeling the slight creak of her leather gauntlets.

“Even if orcs ate both our legs, it’s not like either of us could get any shorter” Winny continued, though she directed her words more at the walls of the temple than back at her sister. Wilhemina took a steadying breath and defused her own frustration. Winny took a few confident strides up to the front of the party and knocked on the faulds of Roland’s armor with the back of her knuckles. “What do you think big guy?”

Roland looked at the temple with a grim wariness. Roland’s hair was short and trimmed, though a bit unkempt from the time recently spent on the road. He was blonde, though his hair was starting to gray a bit prematurely for a paladin his age. Roland had a rather muted personality, and was at times rather inscrutable. He frequently had a far-away look to him as though he was always concerned with events that transpired leagues away from where he was. This is not to say that Roland was devoid of emotion, but rather to not venture to far off from center. The one thing that would incense him, however, was the deviation from what his clearly developed sense of morality being brought up all his life to serve Danica, Matron of Justice.

His armor bore the markings of having once been a true piece of artwork, but no longer showed the splendor it clearly once held. All of the functional components of the armor were very well maintained. It bore no signs of rust, the straps and rivets holding everything in place were in pristine condition, and the whole armor moved and contoured with Roland’s body as though it was forged yesterday. However, the ornamentation was left to fall into disrepair. The filigree along the pauldrons was all but flaked off and the Firendanian crest that emblazoned his shield was in dire need of being repainted.

“Temples like this are part functional, part ceremonial.” Roland gave Winny a small sidelong glance and the hint of a smirk. “So yes Winny, they did it on purpose. But by the looks of it, there haven’t been any worshippers here in a good long while.”

“That’s good,” Winny said, brightening.

“However, this could have been one of I don’t know how many demon worshipping doomsday cults, so there could be any number of other horrible things in there instead.”

“That’s bad,” Winny replied, heaving a small sigh of exasperation.

“Well then it’s a good thing we have a dashing paladin in front of us, isn’t it?” Dresden purred from further back as Roland set his jaw firmly in place. Dresden continued to eye Roland from behind head to toe in his armor, every bit the dashing troubled knight. There were times when Dresden truly loathed herself for getting caught up in some highborne lady’s fantasy, but was inexplicably drawn to Roland nonetheless. It might have been his curious resistance to her advances, though not for lack of trying. Dresden was well traveled, and was truly a woman of numerous talents.Though she stood a full head and shoulders shorter than Roland, she would have fared just as well against him in single combat as anyone else.

She had a much darker complexion than Roland, and hailed from the meaner, dockside portions of Halfast much further south. Dresden had a much more compact physique as well, with legs of an acrobat. In the cutthroat underworld of a port city, many girls were forced into less fortunate professions. Despite this reality, Dresden could justifiably title herself as an accomplished thief, sneak, seductress, and most recently as a part-time heroine. This turned out to have been a decently profitable career move for Dresden as well, considering that people were generally willing to pay out for particularly nasty problems being solved.

Wilhelmina huffed slightly at Dresden’s continued and still fruitless pursuit of Roland, rolling her eyes when she felt another familiar hand on her shoulder. Vioron smiled gently down at her before he moved further up the trail. Vioron was just as much a rarity as Wilhelmina was, elves being small in number the same way all the other nonhuman races were. His long black hair always seemed unnaturally shiny and well-kempt, despite the animal company he always entertained as a druid. Shadow closely followed on Vioron’s heels. Shadow did have a much more elegant name in Vioron’s mother tongue, but it proved beyond Winny’s patience to pronounce so Shadow served the party’s interest just fine.

Vioron was very soft spoken and primarily kept quiet. Not the deliberate hush Dresden was capable of, but something much more akin to serenity. This was not to say he was retiring in battle. In Vioron’s mind, combat was something that nature had already perfected, so why bother trying to improve it? He had a penchant for using the forms of various beasts he had met in his travels, favoring a dire bear more often than others. He continued to glide up the trail to take a position on the other side of Roland from Winny.

“Shall we?” he offered.

“Yeah,” agreed Winny, “let’s get paid.”

“Right,” Roland agreed, shifting his pack to a more comfortable position, shield clanking against the framework.

And with little more circumstance, the company made their way up the trail leading to the foreboding temple’s gate.

[thechaoticdruid]

I headcanon that Astarion normally sleeps/trances while cuddled up around Winnie (My Tav), hugging her like a teddy bear, but because Winnie has insomnia she often can't sleep and will get up in the middle of the night. Whenever this happens she slips out of his arms and puts a little owlbear plush in her place. She got the owlbear plush for Star back in the Shadow cursed lands (she thought he could use a comfort item), but of course Astarion being Astarion at first acted like he didn't want it, called it childish. Winnie just continued to leave it near him without ever saying a word and eventually he accepted it, mostly cause her scent rubbed off on it and he likes the smell.

[we-are-a-dragon]

DM: There's a clearing in the middle of the Murmuring Grove where there are rows of vegetables and herbs growing. A few druids are tending or harvesting. The drow druid leader shows you to the garden and says, "Pick what you need, but do not take an excessive amount. The Grove is for everyone." She leaves you to it.

Adam (playing Harriet): Alright, let's pick some herbs!

DM: As you're partway through harvesting, a young fey panther leaps down from a nearby tree. It stares at you and hisses, the fur on its back rising.

Marijn (playing Winnifred): Uh oh.

Lyra (playing Hesty): Remember, we swore not to harm anything.

DM: It growls low in its throat and takes a step toward you, trying to make itself look bigger.

Rach (playing Gregor): I look around at the druids for help.

DM: There's one druid still in the garden with you. They watch, seeming interested in what you will do.

Rach: Great.

Adam: Uh... I'd like to try a Nature check.

DM: We're going into a Skill Challenge to pacify the panther.

Lyra: Oh good, that's a better way to deal with this.

[thechaoticdruid]

So like I have a little headcanon that Winnie likes to hangout on rooftops and while I was using the emote mod to try and get her and Astarion to sit together on the roof he decided just to plant his ass on her lap. I did not plan this I swear lol but it's so cute tbh.

[thechaoticdruid]

What if they just like... held hands? 🥺

[thechaoticdruid]

Astarion purple posting hours!

Ahhhhh 😩💘💕 so pretty

Here's some more guest-starring his darling druid Winnie!

Also, just a bonus of Winnie in the red suit.

[thechaoticdruid]

Recreated my favorite scene from Firsts. Lol

I fucking love the top photo so much.