Flying back to the airship that was basically a yacht, she landed on the deck with Eri and Ravi. “My darlings, did you miss me?”

Eri looked at Annaerlitha, sensing she was hiding something. “What do they have that you want so much, Naerli?”

“Some things are best left unsaid about them and their private little villa,” Annaerlitha replied. “I’m sure our friend Comandante Luis is enjoying his stay as much as I did last time I was there.”

“As a guest?” Eri asked with some concern in his voice.

“More or less, it was from an invitation by my dear uncle Frabritheo.”

“From him? I never liked the bastard,” Ravi interjected.

“You think he’ll enjoy being stuffed in the cargo hold?” Eri mused, as a bloody ichor burst from his left hand congealing into a pair of twisted strands that tightened till it solidified into the form of a rapier with a red blade.

“I’ll make sure he’ll have a pleasant stay with us.”

Eri and Ravi watched as she flew close to the ground. As Annaerlitha approached the entrance to the villa, Eri tore open a shadowy rift with his blade bringing Ravi through with him.

Ravi prepared with shield forward and his tulwar in at the ready as he walked through the rift, spotted about eight soldiers scrambling around the grounds readying their muskets.

Annaerlitha flew over the wall of villa’s grounds, casting one of her more powerful spells. With an incantation and a circular cut of her athame, she invoked a blast of elemental cold freezing those same eight soldiers.

One of them was not completely frozen, so Eri quickly unleashed two bolts of eldritch energy as he emerged from the rift. Eri guessed that a Dwarf armed with a pistol and a battleaxe was the Comandante’s bodyguard.

Ravi hissed and ejected a stream of venom at a soldier not caught in Annaerlitha’s spell. Eri lunged through one soldier with green flames around his blade while Annaerlitha dispatched another with a ray of frost.

Left standing in the aftermath was Comandante Luis, an Orc armed with a sabre and a revolver, and his Dwarven body guard.

Ravi charged at the bodyguard taking a few swings at the Dwarf who parried each blow with his axe. The bodyguard countered Ravi’s next exchange making a superficial cut on his sword arm. The two fought as Luis tried to take some shots at Annaerlithai and Eri.

Eri vanished in a cloud of black smoke, reappearing behind the Dwarf with his blade embedded. Ravi finished off the bodyguard, as spectral vipers coiled around his Tulwar’s blade.

Annaerlitha invoked the power of nightmares that tore at Luis as he panicked. Luis tried to run away, but Ravi called upon the powers from his oath to the Naga Kings to summon spectral snakes to bind the Comandante.

“Please stop! I surrender!” Comandante Luis screamed.

“That’s the smart thing to do my dear Luis,” Annaerlitha smiled as she approached.

A drawing of the Soldier holding the sword belonging to Ike from Fire Emblem. This is based on a SiivaGunner rip.
#fireemblem #teamfortress2 #fanart #crossover

Unlike a technician android, these models were programmed and physically customized to work in a laboratory or fulfill some other dedicated scientific role and exhibit a wider, more general inventory of skills. They mainly served next to human and Ai researchers but also worked alone, especially when studying or creating viruses, bio-weapons, or other substances that were too dangerous for human scientists to contend with. They are built with lean, agile bodies patterned after mature men and women, and feature mannerisms, interests and vocabulary similar to that of a well educated, subject obsessed scientist. Many of these units were made by human exterminating Mecha artificial intelligences to perform experimentation on human captives, cross breeding programs and the creation of cyborg slave-soldiers. For this reason, scientific androids are usually loathed by humans, and watched with extra care.

Small ink illustration from page 38 of TME RPG Expansion Rules book
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Raavi's childhood was decent, despite been raised in an orphanage that made little to no money on the edges of Waterdeep. He grew up hungry, but relatively happy. He made friends at a young age and was quite popular with the other kids who were fascinated with his horns and stark hair colour. After a few years, Raavi and his friends began to mingle with more people outside of the orphanage now that they were old enough. He would often be picked on for the same things that made him popular as a child, and his friends turned on him, not wanting to receive the same hate for being friends with him. Hurt and confused, Raavi turned to petty criminal activity to prove he was better at life than them, and in the hope he would steal enough to get away from this place.

After a few years of this, now being around 16, he was taken notice by a man around the same age as him, who introduced himself as Maxa. Raavi was hesitant at first but quickly finding himself comfortable around him, and soon fell for him. Maxa was well dressed, seemed like he was well fed, too; and when Raavi would express his distaste for the orphanage, Maxa asked if he would like to come with him, to work with a group of powerful, wealthy people; where Raavi could hone his skills and leave the orphanage.

He and Maxa's relationship growing stronger as they aged, their trust and bond deepening and it wasn't long before they both were deeply in love. They would often sneak out at night, making their way to different rooftops to look at the stars and fantasize about their future. The two of them unaware of the fate that awaited them.

Having grown into a man now, aged 21, Raavi was allowed some more freedoms given he had finished his training; and would often walk around the city. What he would see, now that he was old enough to understand was twisted and almost evil. corruption everywhere. Homeless people begging for food while nobles would scoff at them as they pass by, knowing they would go home to be welcomed with a filling meal.

He would bring this up to his superiors but they would brush him off, scoffing at him just like the nobles to the homeless. "Those people couldn't afford our help if we gave it away for free!" he was told. Ordered to ignore it, but he couldn't. He spoke to Maxa, who was hard to convince, basically raised by the Zhentarim, indoctrinated into their ways, blind to the fact that they weren't helping those who were really in need, until Raavi opened his eyes. Over the next few months the two of them planned an escape. They didn't now much about other Zhentarim facilities but this one had deadly consequences for those who wanted to leave. They finally made their move, timing everything perfectly, however, some of the soldiers they trained with had found their plans and took it upon themselves to kill Raavi and Maxa themselves, trying to show off to the higher ups.

The battle was brutal, Raavi suffered many attacks, as well as being cruelly scared by the leader of these brutes, changing how he speaks, eats and drinks for the rest of his life. During the battle, Maxa was killed, sending Raavi into a rage, using every ounce of anger, pain, guilt and love for his partner to kill the remaining aggressors, not knowing that the leader survived his rage - barely. He carried Maxa's body away, burying it under a cherry tree.

Raavi, unsure of how much time had passed, in physical and emotional agony, he wandered the streets of Waterdeep that night. He eventually stumbled onto the doorstep of his old orphanage. Memories flooding back, his body not being able to take another step having lost so much blood, he fell, hitting the ground.

He had been found and taken in by the Harpers, an enemy faction of the Zhentarim. They held him at arms length but fed him well, and treated his wounds. Unfortunately there was not much they could do for his face, and he began wearing a mask to hide the painful reminder of his lovers death, eventually enchanting it to help others understand his speech.

Once he was healed, and healthy, Raavi offered to repay his debt to the Harpers by joining their forces. He was able to give insight into the Zhentarim, and after a few years of keeping Raavi in their sights at all times, out of fear of him betraying them, he gained their trust. Raavi, now a member of the Harpers was being sent on his first important mission, after doing many smaller ones for them over his time with them. He has been sent to The Spine of the World to safeguard their settlements of Ten-Towns, while concealing his Harper affiliation. Credible threats to Ten-Towns include the Arcane Brotherhood and the Zhentarim. He was told to avoid Targos as it was believed to be controlled by his old organization, and to meet with his contact, a human named Beldora, who poses as a homeless woman gathering information in Bryn Shander.

An icon for my character RU-B-311173! She's a failed attempt at a living weapon. Well, mostly-failed. They wanted a super soldier, but instead they got a niche telepath with good reaction times! Naturally, these folks don't really treat her like a person, and while she *thinks* she's content with that... Well, she'd going to realise she's not, and eventually be free of such influence!

“ I remember that night, I just might
Regret that night for the rest of my days
I remember those soldier boys
Tripping over themselves to win our praise
I remember that dreamlike candlelight
Like a dream that you can't quite place —
But ~~Alexander~~ Vivian , I'll never forget the first time I saw your face
I have never been the same —“

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Vis meeting his ( now late ) wife during one of her parties.

the king’s right hand.

sebastian hykean is a boss for my homebrew campaign. the party have known about his doings for a while, where he has tricked countless people, turned soldiers into monsters, and killed his own brother.

now, they face against a man who is as sly as a fox, and as vicious as a wolf. nothing good ever comes from crossing his path.

Tin Soldier…
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(Left to Right)

1st Image: (Present era) Joan, Enyo the Necromancer, Imperial Soldier, The inquisitor, Councilor Sebastion,

2nd Image: (Past Era) Katelyn Autumnheart, Prince Galistar, Hannah PlenTea

Let me know which is your favorite!

On our adventures in Shadowlands we are meeting many of the heroes and villains of the past. Some of my favorites are present, but others I really rooted for are sadly not. Among them is Vindicator Maraad, one of my all time favorite characters in the Warcraft universe. So I present you with this tribute to remind us that "In the Light, we are one..."

Vindicator Maraad was a warrior of faith, but also a man of action. Where others held back and hesitated, he struck , always on the offense and always on the frontlines. A resolute soldier and a stalwart and fierce warrior of light, who has been haunted by his past failings. He embodied the strength, resolve and righteousness of a true paladin, and his mighty hammer served swift punishment to those who would threaten his people.

His crusade saw him protect his people across countless worlds, battle the Horde, the Undead Scourge and the Burning Legion. It finally ended on Draenor, where he gave his light to protect fellow paladin, Yrel.

I have greatly enjoyed working on this piece, despite it taking a bit longer than usual. I hope you like the final outcome!

an oldie but the original style test for my new style, i still really love how it turned out <3 piece for my dnd character Mel Solhunde, whos a discharged soldier now working in an aftermath crew >:3c