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This is of 3 of my OCs from left to right Kess, Grika and Frelly, I was experimenting more with 3d figures in Clip Studio Paint. With 3 different models, it actually made me think more about their heights in comparison. For Grika, as a Goblin, I ended up making her head, hands and feet proportional big for her size.
The OCs in this as D&D characters are: Kess, a Chaotic Neutral Githzerai Psion (Shaper) / Fighter (Psi Warrior) who stands at 190cm (6’3). Grika, a Chaotic Good Goblin Artificer (Artillerist) who stands at 122cm (4’0). And Frelly a Neutral Good Chthonic Tiefling Bard (College of Glamour) who’s around 154cm (5’1).
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Kess, Grika and Frelly were walking down to the market, Grika holding on to Kess’ and Frelly hands so that she could keep pace with the other two girls.
“They have a competition of magical talents!” Grika told the other two.
“I know those aren’t about true magical skills.” Frelly looked down to Grika. “They’re always just about the performance you give off.”
“Well that’s something you’d be wonderful at! Me throwing around crystals and goop might not make too many mates.” Kess responded.
“Me too, I didn’t bring anything from the workshop!” Grika looked back at Frelly. “And what good is an exploding walking clock going to do in this?”
“Fine you two. Look at this.” Frelly conjured a magical aquamarine coloured flame in her right hand, pointing up with two fingers the flame emitted rainbow sparkles. “I’m sure the wee ones will like this trick.”
“This adult one ‘wee one’ is impressed, have you tried that one around my daughter?” Grika asked.
“Never,” Frelly replied, “But I’m sure Falla would be thrilled if I did this one. Now, I’m sure if I get tired of the whoring around, I can become a magical clown at all the wee one’s parties.”
“You’re taking away my idea!” Kess explained, “That’s my backup plan if, being a wonderful adventuring seamstress self-help guru doesn’t pan out! I’d be some magical clown at all the kids' parties! That or marrying as many rich arseholes as I can!”
“That one’s my backup plan, Kess!” Frelly snapped back.
“These contests have judges,” Grika interjected. “You just need to convince them of your special talents with your own special way of convincing folks”
“Sure, it all goes back to me using special skills to get me way,” Frelly replied. “I’m not going to be retiring from me job as a professional-tart soon enough.”
The OCs in this as D&D characters are: Kess, a Chaotic Neutral Githzerai Psion (Shaper) / Fighter (Psi Warrior) who stands at 190cm (6’3). Grika, a Chaotic Good Goblin Artificer (Artillerist) who stands at 122cm (4’0). And Frelly a Neutral Good Chthonic Tiefling Bard (College of Glamour) who’s around 154cm (5’1).
***
Kess, Grika and Frelly were walking down to the market, Grika holding on to Kess’ and Frelly hands so that she could keep pace with the other two girls.
“They have a competition of magical talents!” Grika told the other two.
“I know those aren’t about true magical skills.” Frelly looked down to Grika. “They’re always just about the performance you give off.”
“Well that’s something you’d be wonderful at! Me throwing around crystals and goop might not make too many mates.” Kess responded.
“Me too, I didn’t bring anything from the workshop!” Grika looked back at Frelly. “And what good is an exploding walking clock going to do in this?”
“Fine you two. Look at this.” Frelly conjured a magical aquamarine coloured flame in her right hand, pointing up with two fingers the flame emitted rainbow sparkles. “I’m sure the wee ones will like this trick.”
“This adult one ‘wee one’ is impressed, have you tried that one around my daughter?” Grika asked.
“Never,” Frelly replied, “But I’m sure Falla would be thrilled if I did this one. Now, I’m sure if I get tired of the whoring around, I can become a magical clown at all the wee one’s parties.”
“You’re taking away my idea!” Kess explained, “That’s my backup plan if, being a wonderful adventuring seamstress self-help guru doesn’t pan out! I’d be some magical clown at all the kids' parties! That or marrying as many rich arseholes as I can!”
“That one’s my backup plan, Kess!” Frelly snapped back.
“These contests have judges,” Grika interjected. “You just need to convince them of your special talents with your own special way of convincing folks”
“Sure, it all goes back to me using special skills to get me way,” Frelly replied. “I’m not going to be retiring from me job as a professional-tart soon enough.”
This is of 3 of my OCs from left to right Kess, Grika and Frelly, I was experimenting more with 3d figures in Clip Studio Paint. With 3 different models, it actually made me think more about their heights in comparison. For Grika, as a Goblin, I ended up making her head, hands and feet proportional big for her size.
The OCs in this as D&D characters are: Kess, a Chaotic Neutral Githzerai Psion (Shaper) / Fighter (Psi Warrior) who stands at 190cm (6’3). Grika, a Chaotic Good Goblin Artificer (Artillerist) who stands at 122cm (4’0). And Frelly a Neutral Good Chthonic Tiefling Bard (College of Glamour) who’s around 154cm (5’1).
***
Kess, Grika and Frelly were walking down to the market, Grika holding on to Kess’ and Frelly hands so that she could keep pace with the other two girls.
“They have a competition of magical talents!” Grika told the other two.
“I know those aren’t about true magical skills.” Frelly looked down to Grika. “They’re always just about the performance you give off.”
“Well that’s something you’d be wonderful at! Me throwing around crystals and goop might not make too many mates.” Kess responded.
“Me too, I didn’t bring anything from the workshop!” Grika looked back at Frelly. “And what good is an exploding walking clock going to do in this?”
“Fine you two. Look at this.” Frelly conjured a magical aquamarine coloured flame in her right hand, pointing up with two fingers the flame emitted rainbow sparkles. “I’m sure the wee ones will like this trick.”
“This adult one ‘wee one’ is impressed, have you tried that one around my daughter?” Grika asked.
“Never,” Frelly replied, “But I’m sure Falla would be thrilled if I did this one. Now, I’m sure if I get tired of the whoring around, I can become a magical clown at all the wee one’s parties.”
“You’re taking away my idea!” Kess explained, “That’s my backup plan if, being a wonderful adventuring seamstress self-help guru doesn’t pan out! I’d be some magical clown at all the kids' parties! That or marrying as many rich arseholes as I can!”
“That one’s my backup plan, Kess!” Frelly snapped back.
“These contests have judges,” Grika interjected. “You just need to convince them of your special talents with your own special way of convincing folks”
“Sure, it all goes back to me using special skills to get me way,” Frelly replied. “I’m not going to be retiring from me job as a professional-tart soon enough.”
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