uh, its me. I'm the boy.
A fun spoof of an old soviet era poster, I think the origional was trying to tell people to not drink booze with meals? Anyway, I like the whole Elves Vs Dwarfs Dorf Fort has going on and I tried to capture the low graphic nature of the game in a different way to the previous PETSCII/ASCII ones.
I actually like salad, but as part of a meal, not the whole thing itself.
Art & Crafts, with Illustrations!
Fig 1:
Kobolds are a very kinestetic species; the sense of touch being very important to engage with their art & crafts. Colours are appreciated, but are not as important due to their poor eyesight. A lot of their wearable crafts also server dual function as a fidget toy; helping control the species natural high anxiety and energy when focus is desired.
Fig 2:
a) Statuary and self representation is mostly used in instructional art, and funeral markers. This piece is the latter, and a rare example of a hollow marker with a piece of the owners bones inside.
b) Assorted glass, gem and painted stone beads. Most kobolds will have at least a small collection of interesting small stones, and do not discern precious gems from common stones. As long as it catches the eye, it goes in the bag.
c) Decorated sling shot. Shot from slings will often be re-used if successful in their first conflict, and will be decorated with various iconography to convey their luck or battle prowess. This example depicts "bloody teeth" possibly depicting a kill.
Fig 3:
a) Common storage pot. Pottery is a well practiced skill in Kobold communitys, with labelling often being a primitive braille- allowing important vessels to be found even in the dark.
b) Drinking flute. Due to the misalignment of the top and bottom of this flute it seems that it was an early piece fault by the creator rather than an intentional design choice.
c) Eating plate/low bowl. Kobolds do not require cutlery, as their teeth and claws are often of utility enough during meals. plates and bowls will over time be worn down by a flurry of scratches, requiring new crockery to be made.
"The Fool Rules Freely"
Waaaaay back in the Horse Days I made a series of MLP themed posters where the main idea was to not actually show the horses at all -try to keep it a little vague, but still use all their colours and symbols.
I think it came from the idea that some people would like to show their fandom of MLP without the obvious and implicit ponys in it for one reason or another, ergo the posters.
This one is Pinkie Pie; Best pony and literally Weird Al's Waifu.
I love the fantastic narratives Dorf Fort makes for us, this one in particular you could genuinely write into a story or rpg and it'd be a beloved character.
dwarf fortress fucks so hard. my current fort has an occasional patron who is an 86 year old owl lady named 'the frozen one' who spent the first couple of years just perching in trees and watching my dwarves. a two headed fire breathing ettin came to lay siege to the place before I had a proper military established, and while I was freaking out trying to lock doors she just. floated down and tore him in half. when I checked her inventory, all she had was a plain brown dress, socks, shoes, and a pair of gloves. she just ripped him down the middle like a phonebook with her bare talons.
later while checking out other visitors I discovered that almost every bard in the fortress had been her apprentice at some point. eventually she came inside to check out the taverns, and now she just sits around watching performances and getting into arguments about them, feeling nothing. I love her so much.
King (Queen?) Salmonids
Just let them kiss Nintendo. You can make it a valentines day special mission and everything.
Here's hoping our sad lad stays on the winning team, and has many more brilliant arguments with the biggest of Dee-Dee's.
The axe, candle and pelt-cloak of my recent slavic witch character! The thaumaturgical impliments she uses to rid the world of evil, be it magical or mundane.
Her mothers axe, a lumberjack with a love of the forest. Made of humble oak and iron, turned to a fearsome weapon in the right hands.
Her fathers candle, a scribe who had a knack for uncovering truth. Now burning as long as the one who holds it.
Her grandfather's pelt, a man first cursed and then blessed by a ursine transformation. Heavy when comforting, light when worn.
Despite the Golden Tuber's immensity and power, it is lodged firmly in the earth and cannot move its vast bulk. Lo, it has transformed its most faithful into rooty forms than can enact its will upon the people!
Bits and pieces of the old Orthadoxy and Pagan beliefs are stirred into the starchy stew that is the new faith, sometimes literally as these priests can give themselves bodily unto their parish. More than one proselytiser has ended up in their followers bellies to sate the unnatural hunger that pervades the lands.
I love my domesticated twink so much (@xx-k1tsun3-k1d-xx)
Otto Toppic, Medicated Vampire/Medic
Another D&D OC I made a while back, managed to play her in a game of Sambaroum of all things, quite fun.
Idea behind her is that through great application of SCIENCE and a *lot* of drugs she keeps her vampirism in check. or at least stops her from eating her patients.
Dan, He/They *** Arty Stuff and Other Gubbins *** Commisions: OPEN
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