• Alone, Pim wanders through the world, constantly on the move to avoid people who pursue her.

    Unfortunately, while Pim is constantly on the run, it seems she can never run from her own Guilt
    Alone, Pim wanders through the world, constantly on the move to avoid people who pursue her. Unfortunately, while Pim is constantly on the run, it seems she can never run from her own Guilt
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  • Keith is the bassist for The Wandering Cryptids! I tweaked his design a little for his ref. You can read more about him here! https://toyhou.se/11198215.keith
    Keith is the bassist for The Wandering Cryptids! I tweaked his design a little for his ref. You can read more about him here! https://toyhou.se/11198215.keith
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  • *“By fate’s design, the stars forever weave a story.”*

    *“As they watch the world below.”*

    *“I wish to ask if you are real,”*

    *“That distant voice within my dreams.”*

    *“A song that lights a gentle flame,”*

    *“That gives me hope.”*

    *“A reason to search,”*

    *“A reason to find you.”*

    In this land I call home,

    I have not belonged.

    Yet here I stay,

    For by chance one night I had a dream,

    And heard a voice.

    So distant yet close.

    Echoing within a song,

    A lullaby, a wish.

    Ringing so clear and pure,

    Within my mind,

    Within my heart.

    It sparks a flame of hope,

    A want to search.

    For the song’s source,

    It's voice.

    In this land I call home,

    I now wander.

    Seeking, searching,

    Yet still not belonging,

    Still not wanted.

    But still the song beckons me to search,

    To wander this vast land.

    Through endless fields of green,

    Over mountains of white,

    From forest old, to oceans of blue.

    I shall continue to search,

    For the song’s source,

    It's voice.

    Echoing within a song,

    A lullaby, a wish.

    Ringing so clear and pure,

    Within my mind,

    Within my heart.

    Giving strength to the flame,

    The hope I hold onto.

    As the stars watch above,

    And watch my story be told.

    As it helps guides me through this land,

    This land I wander,

    Seeking, searching.

    Till by chance one night I heard a voice,

    So distant yet close.

    So clear, so pure,

    It felt like a dream.

    Quick was the blade of silver,

    Bathed in flames that burned away the monsters.

    The creatures that clawed at the source,

    My reason for coming so far.

    There you were,

    The voice that echoed within a song,

    A lullaby, a wish.

    That sparked a flame of hope,

    A want to search.

    For a place I would belong,

    For you.

    *“By fate’s design, the stars forever weave a story.”*

    *“As they watch the world below.”*

    *“I once wished to ask if you were real,”*

    *“That distant voice within my dreams.”*

    *“A song that lit a gentle flame,”*

    *“That gave me hope.”*

    *“A reason to find you.”*

    *“And now here we are,”*

    *“Two fates, two lives,”*

    *“Brought together and intertwined.”*

    *“Now and forever more.”*

    ------

    *To be Continued…*
    *“By fate’s design, the stars forever weave a story.”* *“As they watch the world below.”* *“I wish to ask if you are real,”* *“That distant voice within my dreams.”* *“A song that lights a gentle flame,”* *“That gives me hope.”* *“A reason to search,”* *“A reason to find you.”* In this land I call home, I have not belonged. Yet here I stay, For by chance one night I had a dream, And heard a voice. So distant yet close. Echoing within a song, A lullaby, a wish. Ringing so clear and pure, Within my mind, Within my heart. It sparks a flame of hope, A want to search. For the song’s source, It's voice. In this land I call home, I now wander. Seeking, searching, Yet still not belonging, Still not wanted. But still the song beckons me to search, To wander this vast land. Through endless fields of green, Over mountains of white, From forest old, to oceans of blue. I shall continue to search, For the song’s source, It's voice. Echoing within a song, A lullaby, a wish. Ringing so clear and pure, Within my mind, Within my heart. Giving strength to the flame, The hope I hold onto. As the stars watch above, And watch my story be told. As it helps guides me through this land, This land I wander, Seeking, searching. Till by chance one night I heard a voice, So distant yet close. So clear, so pure, It felt like a dream. Quick was the blade of silver, Bathed in flames that burned away the monsters. The creatures that clawed at the source, My reason for coming so far. There you were, The voice that echoed within a song, A lullaby, a wish. That sparked a flame of hope, A want to search. For a place I would belong, For you. *“By fate’s design, the stars forever weave a story.”* *“As they watch the world below.”* *“I once wished to ask if you were real,”* *“That distant voice within my dreams.”* *“A song that lit a gentle flame,”* *“That gave me hope.”* *“A reason to find you.”* *“And now here we are,”* *“Two fates, two lives,”* *“Brought together and intertwined.”* *“Now and forever more.”* ------ *To be Continued…*
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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.
    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.
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  • our wanderhome gang
    our wanderhome gang
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  • Minnophee loves to wander around the forest on walks to clear her mind and to feel calm / at peace with nature <3

    _(plus I went a walk this morning through a park in a small forest so this drawing is just me today XD)_
    Minnophee loves to wander around the forest on walks to clear her mind and to feel calm / at peace with nature <3 _(plus I went a walk this morning through a park in a small forest so this drawing is just me today XD)_
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  • For TheWanderingBard!!
    For TheWanderingBard!!
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  • ### As the queen wanders through her garden again, she begins to wonder what on earth could have happened to that child she lost many years ago. Would she be just as beautiful as every one of these roses? Or would she have grown to be just as flawed as her mother? I suppose we'll never know...
    ---
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    ### As the queen wanders through her garden again, she begins to wonder what on earth could have happened to that child she lost many years ago. Would she be just as beautiful as every one of these roses? Or would she have grown to be just as flawed as her mother? I suppose we'll never know... --- # You can buy this as a print! [Click Here](https://www.breadsticc.art/product/her-garden) ![](https://assets.bigcartel.com/product_images/340777501/The+Queen+THUMB+May+2022.png?auto=format&fit=max&w=800) Check out my website for more: https://www.breadsticc.art
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  • Finally finished doing the reference sheets for the main characters in Wandering Cryptids. You can read about Johnathan here: https://toyhou.se/11198262.johnathan
    Finally finished doing the reference sheets for the main characters in Wandering Cryptids. You can read about Johnathan here: https://toyhou.se/11198262.johnathan
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  • Part of an art trade taken on for my birthday in Dec. The character's name is Harper, and she belongs to Dame-Kittea on Toyhouse. She was designed by wanderingkotka, also on Toyhouse. Harper is super cute, and these two are great friends of mine. :D

    https://toyhou.se/17682008.harper <- for more character information!
    Part of an art trade taken on for my birthday in Dec. The character's name is Harper, and she belongs to Dame-Kittea on Toyhouse. She was designed by wanderingkotka, also on Toyhouse. Harper is super cute, and these two are great friends of mine. :D https://toyhou.se/17682008.harper <- for more character information!
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  • "A war orphan adopted by a travelling swordmaster. Haunted by his past, he was eventually found by his pursuers and Aria came back to a scene of her adoptive family being brutally murdered including his students. Traumatized, she threw away her humanity and let hatred fully consume her, awakening a second personality. In order to quickly achieve the strength she needs for vengeance, she went through rigorous training in the depths of the forbidden zone where the most dangerous and hungriest beasts lurk. Treading the line between life and death for years, she gained unparalleled combat sense as if she was possessed by the devil. Soon after she came back from hell, one by one her targets started to get mysteriously eviscerated at night. Boasting extreme reflexes, agility and spatial awareness, she's virtually untouchable and leaves her victims with the feeling of fighting a ghost. Clad in white and appearing at night, people started calling her the "White Phantom".

    With no more targets remaining, she's now left to deal with the feeling of emptiness as she never expected to survive. Mindbroken and lost, she wanders aimlessly going where the wind takes her. Trying to go back to her peaceful days, she buried her second self deep within herself and pretend that it never happened. Years later, she meets Rika and Johnny..."
    "A war orphan adopted by a travelling swordmaster. Haunted by his past, he was eventually found by his pursuers and Aria came back to a scene of her adoptive family being brutally murdered including his students. Traumatized, she threw away her humanity and let hatred fully consume her, awakening a second personality. In order to quickly achieve the strength she needs for vengeance, she went through rigorous training in the depths of the forbidden zone where the most dangerous and hungriest beasts lurk. Treading the line between life and death for years, she gained unparalleled combat sense as if she was possessed by the devil. Soon after she came back from hell, one by one her targets started to get mysteriously eviscerated at night. Boasting extreme reflexes, agility and spatial awareness, she's virtually untouchable and leaves her victims with the feeling of fighting a ghost. Clad in white and appearing at night, people started calling her the "White Phantom". With no more targets remaining, she's now left to deal with the feeling of emptiness as she never expected to survive. Mindbroken and lost, she wanders aimlessly going where the wind takes her. Trying to go back to her peaceful days, she buried her second self deep within herself and pretend that it never happened. Years later, she meets Rika and Johnny..."
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  • New campaign's starting soon so here's my character for it!

    Meet Ephnell Bloomleaf the wandering spore druid
    New campaign's starting soon so here's my character for it! Meet Ephnell Bloomleaf the wandering spore druid
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