This is genuinely one of my favourite pieces I’ve ever done and I’m still not over it. I love Vax and his story so much, and I wanted to capture a bit of the eeriness of being a token of a god.
Prints here!
✨inspired by Lament for Icarus by Herbert James Draper
Robbie Daymond is so impressive. Here he is, relatively new to D&D, stepping up opposite the king of rpg romance Liam O'Brien, and delivering PEAK ROMANCE.
Orym picking up that chunk of breastplate, thinking about how many people he lost fighting Otohan Thull
The moon, and sun, and sword, and shield, and now armour
This little robot that rolled into his life only a few months ago, who'd only known consciousness for a few years longer than that - sacrificed themself for the cause
So stupid as to ignore the proof that Exandria is round, but so wise to know truth and love, gone.
With all the misogyny going around the oasis fandom right now, I want to share this:
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Noel Gallagher: This is another funny thing. In the early years, it was all girls at our gigs. And then this laddish thing took over.
Jill Furmanovsky: Yeah, that's true actually.
Noel: Then the girls all started to move a little bit further back and then all of a sudden you are just playing to a load of fucking geezers. I don't care what anyone says, it's not as much fun.
[this is from Jill Furmanovsky's No Music No Life exhibition from a few months ago]
There’s something SO JUICY about Robbie unknowingly paralleling Essek’s, “Caleb, they need you!” when he pulled Caleb out from the rubble in the Lucien fight with, “We need you.” to Orym after healing him back to consciousness.