Can we get a thread for fantasy characters?
Dump what you got
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I like the one on the right a lot. Artist?
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No clue found it off google.
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NVM it's might and magic 6.
Are the orcs there Aztecs or what?
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Anyone have any orcs wielding a greatsword?
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post bards
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Only have a couple. I'll post the others when I get to them.
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Got anything with pipe organs by chance?
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Afraid not.
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that looks really cozy
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It does, doesn't it?
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EYYYO I HERD U WANT SUM PPL
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I CALL THIS 1 DA KNIGHT GUY WITH DA BLACK ARMR
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I CALL THIS 1 ANGRYSAD ORCGUY
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I CALL THIS 1 SNEEKY NOSEEMELOL
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I CALL THIS ONE A QUIET CONTEMPLATION ON THE RIVER SRRKINR
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I CALL THIS ONE SANDGUY WITH BAD SWORD
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I CALL THIS 1 NINJA BACKSWORD RUNNING GUY
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I CALL THIS 1 NINJA WITH BLUE GLOW HANDS
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THIS 1 IS RED NINJA STANDING AWKWARDLY
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THIS 1 IS TITHONUS LICH OF THE WASTES
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THIS 1 IS JOEY
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That's all for now, I might have more later.
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YO 4 SRS THO
I'm playing a young malnourished wizard who just escaped from her mother/master/lich. I rolled some character traits and she's 'overwhelmingly conservative'. Does anyone have some pictures that might suit this? I will continue to post art from my ~3000strong album until I find something. Thanks in advance!
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HOLLA YO IMA STOP NAMING MY PICTURES NOW
>if anyone can help me out with my request, I'd appreciate it :)
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Some say the world will end in fire,
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Some say in ice.
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From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
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But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
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To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
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That poem was 'Fire And Ice', written by Robert Frost. The next one is 'Seven Reasons for Leaving you' by Ella Holcombe.
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1.
I had a large bag of stars
and I shook them up like popcorn
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2.
My heart stopped beating
I remembered how to breathe
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3.
Kids were doing the twist
and shaking tiny fists
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4.
A grey-hatted man was talking loudly
about telecommunications
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5.
At the bottom of my whiskey glass
I found six baby teeth
>>43891997
Dunno what you want with conservative, but I'll post pictures of female commoners/Sorceress who are over-dressed modestly.
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6.
In the darkroom I saw a photo
floating in a lake of chemicals
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A little showy, but perhaps something if she got money.
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I appreciate it, thank you.
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I'm looking for a paladin/guardsman esque man with blonde hair, smoking a cigar.
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7. You're talking about the time the circus
came to Streeton. I don't know where Streeton is
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Last one before I start really having to stretch for them. There's a lot of seductive and average wizard girls, but not too many full wrapped.
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I can't do cigar (I think), but I'll post some paladin-y stuff.
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The Maori Jesus
- James K. Baxter
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I saw the Maori Jesus
Walking on Wellington Harbour.
He wore blue dungarees,
His beard and hair were long.
His breath smelled of mussels and paraoa.
When he smiled it looked like the dawn.
When he broke wind the little fishes trembled.
When he frowned the ground shook.
When he laughed everybody got drunk.
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The Maori Jesus came on shore
And picked out his twelve disciples.
One cleaned toilets in the railway station;
His hands were scrubbed red to get the shit out of the pores.
One was a call-girl who turned it up for nothing.
One was a housewife who had forgotten the Pill
And stuck her TV set in the rubbish can.
One was a little office clerk
Who'd tried to set fire to the Government Buldings.
Yes, and there were several others;
One was a sad old quean;
One was an alcoholic priest
Going slowly mad in a respectable parish.
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The Maori Jesus said, 'Man,
From now on the sun will shine.'
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He did no miracles;
He played the guitar sitting on the ground.
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The first day he was arrested
For having no lawful means of support.
The second day he was beaten up by the cops
For telling a dee his house was not in order.
The third day he was charged with being a Maori
And given a month in Mt Crawford.
The fourth day he was sent to Porirua
For telling a screw the sun would stop rising.
The fifth day lasted seven years
While he worked in the Asylum laundry
Never out of the steam.
The sixth day he told the head doctor,
'I am the Light in the Void;
I am who I am.'
The seventh day he was lobotomised;
The brain of God was cut in half.
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On the eighth day the sun did not rise.
It did not rise the day after.
God was neither alive nor dead.
The darkness of the Void,
Mountainous, mile-deep, civilised darkness
Sat on the earth from then till now.
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Thanks for trying :P
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That's Reinhold u cheeky cunt
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“We Real Cool,” Gwendolyn Brooks
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
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I don't know what the fuck most of this stuff is. I don't watch much anime.
>>43891997
Still looking for art for my young female wizard in conservative garb, if anyone has something suitable.
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“The Second Coming,” William Butler Yeats
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Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
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Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
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When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
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The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
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Do not stand at my grave and weep
by Mary Elizabeth Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep:
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starshine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry:
I am not there; I did not die.
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Now posting stuff by the character Ern Malley, the hoax character
Dürer: Innsbruck, 1495
I had often, cowled in the slumberous heavy air,
Closed my inanimate lids to find it real,
As I knew it would be, the colourful spires
And painted roofs, the high snows glimpsed at the back,
All reversed in the quiet reflecting waters —
Not knowing then that Dürer perceived it too.
Now I find that once more I have shrunk
To an interloper, robber of dead men’s dream,
I had read in books that art is not easy
But no one warned that the mind repeats
In its ignorance the vision of others. I am still
the black swan of trespass on alien waters.
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Night Piece
The swung torch scatters seeds
In the umbelliferous dark
And a frog makes guttural comment
On the naked and trespassing
Nymph of the lake.
The symbols were evident,
Though on park-gates
The iron birds looked disapproval
With rusty invidious beaks.
Among the water-lilies
A splash — white foam in the dark!
And you lay sobbing then
Upon my trembling intuitive arm.
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Sweet William
I have avoided your wide English eyes:
But now I am whirled in their vortex.
My blood becomes a Damaged Man
Most like your Albion;
And I must go with stone feet
Down the staircase of flesh
To where in a shuddering embrace
My toppling opposites commit
The obscene, the unforgivable rape.
One moment of daylight let me have
Like a white arm thrust
Out of the dark and self-denying wave
And in the one moment I
Shall irremediably attest
How (though with sobs, and torn cries bleeding)
My white swan of quietness lies
Sanctified on my black swan’s breast.
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closest I have
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Christ at Gallipoli
Geoff Page
Bit weird at first,
That starey look in the eyes,
The hair down past his shoulders,
But after a go with the ship’s barber,
A sea-water shower and the old slouch hat
Across his ears, he started to look the part.
Took him a while to get the way
A bayonet fits the old Lee-Enfield,
But going in on the boats
He looked calmer than any of us,
Just gazing in over the swell
Where the cliffs looked black against the sky.
When we hit he fairly raced in through the waves,
Then up the beach, swerving like a full-back at the end
When the Turks’d really got on to us.
Time we all caught up,
He was off like a flash, up the cliffs,
After his first machine gun.
He’d done for three Turks when we got there,
The fourth was a gibbering mess.
Seeing him wave that blood-red bayonet,
I reckoned we were glad
To have him on the side.
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The love of field and coppice,
Of green and shaded lanes.
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins,
Strong love of grey-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dim skies
I know but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.
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I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror -
The wide brown land for me!
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A stark white ring-barked forest
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon.
Green tangle of the brushes,
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops
And ferns the warm dark soil.
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Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When sick at heart, around us,
We see the cattle die -
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady, soaking rain.
lads I need 'sleek' fantasy knights, guys not clad in bulky generic fantasy stuff but at the same time not basic realistic plate
postin examples
ah shit image limit
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Ah well. I'll have a tea and go to bed then. Thanks to those who tried to help.
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Conservative might be something that you have to get across through RP - maybe the character is conservative in the sense that she's been traumatized from being held hostage by a mother figure / evil demon for her entire life, and now has to fend for herself in a frightening new world? Like, she's very cautious and timid because she's used to horrible abuse
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That was the intention, but I'd like to reflect it in more than one way
