Artist looking to do some fun sketches.

bobacus said:
I hope everyone had a great holiday. I have been busy with all these requests and comissions im getting. So I have been a little slow on the posts. I am going to post half now then more tonight or maybe tomorrow. So If you dont see your character here, dont worry you will soon. I have some other work that must be done then I will post the rest. To remind everyone I am still taking comissions so email me at shafe31672@yahoo.com if interested.

ONTO THE PICS!

Knightfall1972,
Here is your guy. I really liked the back story. I also read alot of your stuff. You should be writting modules professionally! I hope you enjoy the sketch.

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Excellent work, bobacus, as usual. It definitely has the "Wind Walker" feel to it. :cool:

And it's funny you should mention me writing professional material, as I've done creatures designs for Silverthorne Games and co-wrote a module, with our very own Whisperfoot, called Enigma of the Arcanexus, for a, now, defunct company that was called Dark Portal Games. It as a while ago, when d20 first started and was a lot of fun. I haven't done any full-blown modules since then as life has been... complicated.

Anyway, thanks for the sketch and your words of encouragement.

Cheers!

KF72
 

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Hey, Bobacus. It would be eternally cool if you could do one of the following Victorian horrors for me. No need to do them both, though of course, if you want to I won't complain. ;)

Thomas Pellgraine, The Thief of Forms
"Quite right, Mr. Shaw," says another, unknown voice. "Something is, indeed, amiss." A middle-aged gentleman walked out of the study - he wasn't there a moment before. "But forgive my rudeness, gentlemen. My name is Thomas Pellgraine." In the bedroom, Arthur began to scream.

A pensive and almost mournful expression crossed Thomas' face. Then Walsingham saw it - and instinctively started backing away. A movement under Thomas' flesh, under the skin on his arms, his face. He gazed up in a moment, flesh grown over his eyes. His arms extend with a painful sound, most of the skin now iridescent, purplish, like the skins of the small flying monsters...

Inspector Diggory gritted his teeth and fired at the creature's leg. To his amazement, the Pellgraine-Thing howled in pain but looked relatively unfazed, even by a gunshot in the knee. Walsingham, meanwhile, fell to his knees and screamed...

Dr. Hewitt pulled Walsingham to one of the walls, slapping him lightly on the face. Walsingham came to, glancing back and forth between the doctor and the man-creature before them. Diggory fired a shot at the monster, but missed and blasted a hole in the wall. Splinters and small bits of wood flew out. The creature lunged at the inspector as he made towards the study door, the formerly human hands shaping themselves into large, wickedly-edged blades of yellowed, toughened flesh. It chopped at his leg, but the inspector narrowly dodged out of the way.


Queen Tera, the Nameless One, She Who Insults the Gods
A woman emerges from the darkness, dressed in white and yellow robes, with an Arabic or Indian cast to her features. A diadem in the shape of an Egyptian crown sits atop her raven-dark hair. She commands your attention, and as you look upon her you notice her right hand bears seven fingers. Her eye glimmers and as it does so, a gigantic cat materializes and attacks...

Tera was a queen of old Egypt, a daughter of the king Djoser, but her name is now forgotten by all but the most erudite scholars. Tera was fascinated by the occult traditions of the Egyptian people, and was a disciple of the high priest Imhotep, who allowed the Red Death access to the world. She conducted many experiments into the possibility of eternal life, eventually becoming a master of manipulating her ka or soul. She would often send it out of her body, spying on all corners of the land.

Tera soon joined Imhotep and Djoser in laying waste to ancient Egypt. One day, she fell ill and soon after died. Exactly why she met her fate is uncertain; some say she was poisoned by agents of Akhenaten and Nefertiti impatient for her to die naturally, others claim her ka’s connection to her body was severed for good. Whatever the case, after her death her name was obliterated from all inscriptions and histories.

The centuries passed, and Tera was forgotten by most. Traditions and legends remained of a shadowy sorceress-queen, a Queen of Darkness; but her true name was forgotten. Then, in 1887, Tera’s tomb in the hidden Valley of the Sorcerer was found by an English archaeologist named Abel Trelawny. He had made a life’s work of studying the legends of the Dark Queen, and found her tomb through hints in ancient books.

When he got there, he was horrified to find that Queen Tera’s mummified corpse had been totally destroyed. All that remained in the queen’s tomb–perhaps all there had ever been–was a huge ruby. Trelawny translated a hieroglyphic cartouche on the gem as “Tera”. At last, after countless centuries, the queen once again had a name. He sailed back to England, the jewel in hand. He gave the jewel over to the possession of the British Museum and there it remained for several years.

In 1893, it was stolen by parties unknown. The jewel next turned up in the possession of a famous fortune-teller named Ann Harrington. She called herself Madame Sosostris, and affected the dress of ancient Egypt. Unbeknownst to London society, Sosostris was Tera, the queen’s resurrection facilitated by the jewel.

(( It's not mentioned in Tera's description, but she also carries a long-bladed knife [a shortsword] and the jewel is in the shape of a scarab ))
 
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The picture looks great.

He's not wearing his gauntlets of ogre power, but I still think the drawing is great. Better than the one I drew. I really like the way his face looks.

Did the picture get cut off when you uploaded it, or did the sketch just go to the end of the page? If the picture got cut off, could you email it to me, so that I might get the full picture?

Thank you, and keep up the cool art work!!!!!
 

Your idea posting here was awesome.
I would like to see my wizard painted but it seems you already have a lot of job to do so its ok.
(if u ever find the time,it is a human male wizard about 20 years old in simple robes.He has black hair (short-but not too much(like druidsorc)),and sparkling intelligent eyes.He is medium to tall,normal weight and his characteristics are still a bit childish(not edged and square), warm and friendly.He holds a spellbook,and a
a ball of fire floats over his other hand).

Anyway keep up the excellent work .


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The Wizard
 
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Bobacus, I just wanted to say thanks for the sketch! I really like it.

I will write up a much more detailed description and scene to e-mail to you for a platinum piece...probably when I have a bit more time, during my Xmas vacation.

Cheers,

Greymist
 

And just because, here's another one for you...

JASON OF THE DARK, ELF-FRIEND
Original Fallow's Cross character concept by Graham Brown (jason@groveh.demon.co.uk). Character converted to 3rd Edition for World of Kulan by Robert Blezard (rblezard@telusplanet.net) using modified stats from Jamis Buck's NPC Generator.

Race: Human
Class: 15th level wizard
Sex: Male
Age: 30
Alignment: Chaotic neutral

Possessions: Adamantine dagger, belt of many pockets*, ring of regeneration, ring of wizardry (I), alchemist's lab, belt pouch, cold weather outfit, masterwork dagger, spellbook, spell component pouch, travel's outfit, waterskin, winter blanket.
* Tome and Blood, pg. 78.

Personality: Bitter and mysterious.

Description: Jason is of medium height and slim build being 5' 9" tall and weighing 125 lbs. He has black hair and eyes. Usually Jason wears a loose fitting shirt and trousers rather than the more traditional wizard's robes. This when combined with a dagger on either hip (more for effect than use) often lead people to believe that he is a rogue rather than a wizard; a mistake which had saved his life on a number of occasions early in his career.

Alternate World of Kulan Background: Jason's early life is clouded in mystery. Even Coromir, who knows him better than anyone else and is one of his closest friends, can only guess at most of it. What is known is that Jason's father farmed a small homestead, which crops had failed one year when he was very young. Therefore, his father couldn't feed his wife and the other young children. Needing money to buy food, his family sold Jason to a passing wizard as a servant.

Jason traveled with the wizard to Rivenwood, where he worked as a servant in the wizard's home. During this time the son of a nobleman, who was around his age, befriended him. The other boy had been apprenticed to the wizard. He taught Jason how to read and write, as well as showing him the first magical lessons that he himself was being taught. Jason had a natural aptitude for magic and learnt all his friend had to teach. It is perhaps fortunate that his friend wasn't overly skilled, as this meant his own teachings progressed slowly, giving Jason the time he needed.

When Jason was fifteen the wizard, his apprentice and Jason went on a trip to the town of Tolin. While there the group was set upon in an ally. Both the wizard and his apprentice were murdered. However, Jason managed to escape the trap with only minor injuries. A wizard from Fruen observed the fight. He noted Jason's attempts to use magic, as well as the high regard in which he placed on his own skin.

He later approached Jason, believing that boy had been an apprentice of the wizard and was now without master. The man, known as Heward Tallinson, invited Jason to apprentice with him in Fruen, an offer that Jason was quick to accept. For the next five years Jason worked like a dog but by the end of that time he was pronounced as 'competent' by the man known as the Sorcerer.

Jason then returned to Rivenwood and soon joined up with the adventuring band that included Coromir. After a few successful commissions the group undertook a dungeon delve that was well beyond them coming across a mind flayer, which wiped out most of the group. While he had read about these creatures in Rivenwood this was Jason's first real contact with them and it lead to a phobia that has only worsened with the passage of time and further contact. It was following this trip that Jason and Coromir arrived at Fallow's Cross.

The nickname Elf-Friend is one he was awarded as a member of the Fallow's Cross group and comes from assistance he rendered to an ee’aar community in the Sunus Mountains following an unfortunate incident with the warden’s daughter and Coromir. Jason used his magical skills to find the formula for a potion, which enabled them to hide their wings by turning them invisible.

Perhaps the two moments that have caused Jason greatest pleasure, while a member of the Fallow's Cross group, both involve Marie Goldmane. The first was when, early on, he discovered the secret of her half-elf nature when she let slip that she could see in low light spectrum. The second and by far the more pleasurable was when he had to, literally, lightening bolt Marie in order to save her life. He has not let her forget this and he hasn't any doubts that Marie is planning revenge.

There are rumors, started by Coromir, that Jason is smitten with an ee’aar fighter/priestess of Aerdrie. Jason has not actually denied this (too many of those priests have detect lie you know) but nor has he confirmed it. All he will say is that he admires her spirit and temperament. And that she did not try to slit his throat when he was at his most irritating.

Jason doesn't like taking risks and thinks little of those who charge into a situation without heed. This has caused 'heated' discussions amongst his fellow adventurers. Especially with the paladin hairfoot named Jillian. Suffice to say that Jillian's definition of courage and Jason's definition of stupidity bear a strong resemblance, in Jason's mind.

Jason is an acquisitive collector of spells and magical items. He never goes out without his belt of many pockets and his two magical rings, a ring of wizardry and a ring of regeneration.
 
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Bobacus, Thanks for that great picture of Jozmil and i think you are right, he is just asking to be in colour. I will be in touch.

If Shan turns out half as good i will be well pleased.
 

Thank you, Bobacus! I like the sketch a lot.

The rest of the party is interested in a group scene. Hope to be contacting you about that soon.
 

Hi all would love some help with a portrait of this character. Thanks ahead for anyone who helps out.

Sumiir Winterfang

Race: Elf
Class: Unfettered (think rogue meets fighter) 6/ Dervish 4
Sex: Male
Age: 122
Alignment: Chaotic Good

Equipment: Two Scimitars (one +1 Frost Scimitar the other Masterwork), a +1 Dragonbane Spear across his back, Bracers of Armor +2, MW Punching Dagger, and Cloak Of Arachnidia, adventuring gear (think plains nomad for clothing)

Personality: Mischevious, friendly

Desciption: Male elf brought up by nomadic tribesmen. Knows little if anything of how to be an "elf". Think plains elf. 5'5" 140 pds. tanned skin, and odd trinkets throughout his long think hair. Black hair that is with Green eyes.

Hope this helps gives a good mental picture for someone to run with.
 

Vashti Firehair

Great work, bobacus. Your talent is amazing. I'd like to get a free sketch done of the following character.

Vashti Firehair is an avariel fighter/dervish. She is a dancer who has incorporated her dance into melee combat.

Avariel (winged elf)

Height: 5'4"
Weight: 89 lbs.
Build: Vashti is a typical elf, and so her build could be best described as waifish. She is thin and curvy, with a small chest.
Hair: Long and red, with loose curls. Her hair shines like a blazing fire, orange with hints of gold.
Eyes: Icy blue, large and angular. Avariel have larger eyes than most elves.
Wings: 12ft. wingspan, white in color.
Complexion: Typical redhead, pale complexion with scattered freckles on exposed body parts. Vashti's freckles aren't too dark, nor are they too profuse in number.
Dress: A series of diaphanous colored silks in various sizes and hues. These silks keep her naughty bits covered even during the most vigorous of dance moves. Despite this, they do reveal quite a bit, and they move with her as she dances. These silks seem haphazardly placed.

Hopefully this will be enough for you to produce a sketch for me. I'd prefer something with a bit of movement to it, if that's possible. If I like the sketch, then I have every intention of commissioning a color version (which is why there is so much color detail in the brief description). I'm looking forward to seeing your representation of this character. Please let me know if you need more information about her, and keep up the good work!
Weapons: Vashti dual-wields scimitars.
 

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