#undead monk

[mizunosuzuka]

I was inspired by @kottkrig's recent deader art to redoodle up some of my WoW characters, including my blind undead Monk Artemezia, and her new bestie Odtsetseg, a hot tempered (and also blind) brewmaster monk that takes absolutely no shit.

They'll be in a bagel shop near you so make sure there's plenty of sesame.

[ljs98art]

Meet the Low Rollers, my Curse of Strahd dnd party!!

Theyre a quirky bunch of weirdos who have found themselves making all sorts of chaotic decisions in dire situations!

Aka i finally got around to finishing a character lineup for my beloved dnd party!!

[nyxiemania]

POV: You're a paladin in Tirisfal Glades

(Lore and stuff under the cut!)

(She usually wears a mask)

This is Vyse Shadowbloom, my new main for WoW. She was originally a happily married priestess of the Light in Quel'thalas named Velarae Peacebloom, but then the Scourge came and she was raised as a banshee in a shadowy ritual that put the whispers of the Void into her mind. When she finally broke free, she attempted to reconnect with her wife, only to discover that she'd become a paladin crusading against the undead to avenge Velarae. Their reunion did not go well and she took up the name Vyse Shadowbloom out of spite for a world that saw her as only a monster, now. Since then, Vyse has possessed a wretched elf's cadaver to escape the misery of her banshee form, fought the living and the Light across Azeroth, and had frequent encounters with her ex-wife. One such encounter in Pandaria led to Vyse being taken by the sha, and when she awoke on the Peak of Serenity, the kindness of the pandaren drew her to the ways of the monk. Through much training with them, she came to find some measure of balance in her undead state, and came into a number of skills very useful in defense of the dead. Since then there have been ups and downs, with her spending years just wandering following Sylvanas leaving the forsaken, but she's finally settled into a more sunny disposition to conceal the darkness that pulls at her. With the rise of Xal'atath the shadowed whispers within her mind have turned into screams, and she now sets her sights upon Khaz Algar to fight them. Also she's on WrA with the name Vyse! If you see her around say hi!

[charmophron]

ive changed my mind after reading halfway through the vampire lestat i have to say that astarion is one ascended lifetime away from being extremely similar

[inotart]

A little portrait of my Reborn (undead) monk for the campaign a friend is running.

His name is Fren and he's a skeleton

[truecrazdnd]

[dangraccoon]

Look Around

Day 7 ~ magic with a cost ~

Tech

Word Count: 553 Content: D&D AU, Plan 99, self-sacrifice, the undead/zombies

“There are more coming,” Hunter huffed. His knife flashed in the dim light. 

“Where?” Omega asked. “I don’t see them!”

“I can hear them.”

Echo swore under his breath. “Tech should have been back by now.”

Wrecker smashed his hammer through several undead Imperial soldiers, laughing madly.

“There he is!” Omega cried, pointing behind them. Tech was running toward them from the other end of the bridge.

“Is that… thing set?” Hunter asked, subduing another soldier. 

“Yes,” Tech responded, launching a spell in the direction of several soldiers. “I need cover to set up the final component.”

The others surrounded him, fighting off any that would come near. Tech worked quickly for a few moments, doing his best to ignore the onslaught around him.

“Tech?” Echo called.

“Almost–ah! Damn it!”

Omega heard a zap and the sound of metal breaking. “What happened?”

“The spring mechanism snapped,” Tech explained. “I need to replace it or it will not work at all.”

“How long will that take?” Hunter growled.

Tech breathed heavily, staring down at his failing contraption.

One of the Empire’s creatures hurled Wrecker back and he landed right next to Tech.

“Wrecker, go through my pack,” he instructed frantically. “We need to replace both the spring and the gear attached to it. If I let go of the mechanism, the device will activate and it will bring down this entire bridge with us still on it.”

“Ahh!” Omega yelped, falling to the ground.

“Omega!” Hunter called, nearly losing focus on the close combat he was currently engaged in. 

“I-I’m okay,” she answered weakly, clutching her side.

Tech watched as his brothers took hit after hit, as his sister lay there, crying in pain.

“I can’t find it, Tech,” Wrecker said. 

Hunter took another particularly brutal hit to the gut.

Tech scowled, then looked up at his brother. “There is no time, Wrecker,” he said.

“No,” Wrecker growled as he realized what Tech was planning. “No-no-no, Tech–”

“Look around, Wrecker,” Tech roared. “You need to get them out of here.”

“What about you?” Omega breathed. Her voice was weak and her color was paling.

Tech’s resolve threatened to break. “Plan 99,” he managed.

Wrecker picked himself up with a groan, making his way over to Omega.

“Wrecker? Wrecker, no,” she protested as he lifted her. 

Echo kicked back one of the soldiers, squeezing Tech’s shoulder as he passed. 

Hunter gave him one last look, his eyes clearly portraying respect and appreciation. Tech nodded.

With his free hand, he grabbed one of the potion bottles attached to his belt. He threw it at the feet of the aggressors. It shattered and the broken glass collided with the potion inside. The spilled potion bubbled and exploded, tearing through the enemies around him, a spare few shards flying back and ripping through the skin on his side.

The bodies of the undead soldiers kept the others from advancing, but as the potion fizzled out, they began toward him again. 

He spared a look behind him. His family was safely off the bridge. He gave them a small nod; as much of a “goodbye” as he could give them.

He breathed in, then out. And he let go.

He could hear the bridge crumbling beneath him. He could feel it shaking violently. And then it finally gave out.

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[trucbiduleschouettes]

The Rinaig trio continues to Go Through It emotionally and socially, and in dreams-

but hey, at least your favourite undead girl now has a new outfit that makes her feel pretty for the first time, which she deserved after her like, three different breakdowns that session-

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[abigailbozarthart]

Marinos art! My friends' characters for the campaign I ran- Brahm'sh Who Digs For Burried Secrets (archeologist sunsoul monk dreamspinner dream knight monster therapist and butt kicker extordinare), Katabasis (Drwned homogriff spore druid who eventually ascended into an angel of truth called an Oathkeeper Archon), and Celani (awakened pangolin necromancer). Bonus Lumavi the neon angel in both cursed and uncursed forms. She was stuck as a sentient driftglobe for a while.

[romijuli]

Went to go find my Fen tag, found it, and got jumpscared by our druid’s deadname

[laly-481]

slugcats

[neonshift]

RPG Inktober 2023 - Recap pt. 3

Day 21 - Undead Day 22 - Monk Day 23 - Artificer Day 24 - Rogue Day 25 - Demon Day 26 - Cleric Day 27 - Necromancer Day 28 - Good Day 29 - Alchemist Day 30 - Evil

Day 31 - Boss Monster

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[randomencounters]

Encounter: renegade monk skeleton, presumably cursed to an eternity of undeath for his notorious creepin’ and peepin’

Spirit of the Renegade Monk, a woodblock print by Katsukawa Shunsho, 1783.

Buy as a print here on our online shop: https://t.co/L8ix4CujR8

[kollectorsrus]

[masterskywalkers]

I'm a little bit in love with the two of them, to be honest.

[trucbiduleschouettes]

Tonight in Rinaig:

The party fell into a gross ass black ooze slush pit, Nyanda got a third memory of her life back and a migraine, we ended up fighting undead and struggling hard, I made it worse by alerting more of the undead of our presences via thunder wave, we barely made it through mainly thanks to our cleric s spirit guardians, some sort of hardening mushrooms wrapped themselves around Nyanda s wrist and she was unable to remove them, we teleported back to our boss in the Feywilds to explain the fiasco

And right at the end, when Nyanda asked for them to help her remove the shrooms, they told her they were powerless against a god, which is Definitely Concerning because when she tried to research any Deity related to mushrooms and such, my girl found nothing, so it might be related to the entity who appeared to her in dreams.

They're all having the worst of time-