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A serious man with glowing golden eyes stares back at the viewer. His hair is red, his clothes are well-made, and his ears are pointed like a bat's.
Mirror selfie of me wearing a black turtleneck, a blue skirt, and tan socks. My busy bookshelf is in the background. It is the most important part of the image.
Snow covered cliffs tower over a waterfall, which spills into a dark river. Icicles hang in long spikes from the dark rock. The snow is fluffy, and several feet thick.
Package with an orange sticker that reads, "THIS IS A SET: DO NOT SEPARATE."
Unfinished line art of Captain Ceres Dunecaster wearing the telltale draping sleeves of a swashbuckler. He extends one arm outward, pointing a rapier off the edge of the canvas. Behind him, a tentacle coils in a wide swooping arc over his head. His other hand holds a dagger at his side. His expression is calm, and a touch smug.
A warm brown, pockmarked stone with a hole in its center is held between two fingers against a backdrop of plant life.
Prince Keylin Vrynn stands behind Echinacea Belrose. He clasps one of their hands, lifting the other in tandem with theirs to cast the first traces of magic in the air. Echinacea's enchanted terrariums float around the pair.
Greenish and reddish northern lights make a large oval in the sky, above receding cloud cover. Below, dark waves roll toward the shore.
Work in progress. A serious man with golden glowing eyes stares at the viewer. His hair is red, his skin is dark, and his visible ear is pointed like a bat's. He wears the finely tailored clothes of a nobleman.
Two figures dance in the starry void of space. Keylin, a drowish man with wavy white hair adorned in plate mail and a royal blue cloak, dances on pinpricks of stars. He holds the figure of Echinacea in a balletic lift. Echinacea's translucent, iridescent wings are spread wide. Their blond curls flare out in a curtain past Keylin's head. The faces of the figures are close, and they hold each other's gazes. Around them, floating terrariums spin in a wide halo.
On the left stands Patrick in a tux, with orthodox saints painted on the vaulting walls behind him. On the right, me in a pink and gold full length ballgown with draping sleeves.
A view of me in my golden fern cape from the back. The cape flows with motion over a goldenrod skirt, Prussian blue tights, and maroon patterned boots. A cancer awareness statue decorated with satin dominates the middleground, with a vibrant green pine forest in the background.
The wizard Echinacea Belrose sits in a ring that shifts into the crescent moon at its upper righthand corner. They reach their hand up to one of their several floating terrariums. They wear a witch's hat covered in stars, a leotard with diamond tights, and a purple cape bedecked with birds.
Dressed in red and white with a broad brimmed straw hat, the little witch Ame extends her right hand. She stares down at the viewer with the faintest hint of a smile.
A near white sun shines down on a glittering body of blue water. Dark rocks puncture the surface, and blue rolling hills fade into the horizon line on the right side of the image.
Echinacea reaches upward to the corner of the canvas, toward something unseen. Their weightless blond curls flare out around them. A halo orbits their head. They hold a spellbook in their unraised hand. Their translucent wings flare wide.
The runaway prince Keylin Vrynn stares down menacingly at Lord Lucien Whittemore, who seems unfazed. In the background, a nervous Echinacea Belrose stands with tea and a healing potion at the ready, unsure whether or not to approach. Steam from the teapot drifts through the space, as do Echinacea's floating terrariums. A scroll at the bottom left of the image informs us that Lord Lucien recently attempted a coup against his sister at the behest of the infamous Sunwall Academy.
Lucien, dressed in his Sunwall leathers, proffers a handbound book to Echinacea. Echinacea's hand hovers above the book, poised to accept it, but their eyes are fixed on Lucien's face. Around the pair, Echinacea's floating terrariums weave through the air. Light from an unseen source shines on the book.
A shirtless, bandaged Lucien reclines in bed, propped up on his elbow. He stares up at Echinacea, who proffers a cup of tea. Around them, Echinacea's floating terrariums bob through the air. The colors are warm. Lucien's expression is one of surprise. Echinacea's expression is reassuring.
A leafy haired man walks with the aid of a staff. The tip of the staff radiates a sunlit halo. The man wears a backpack, green trousers, worn shoes, and a red sash. Beneath his sash, top surgery scars are visible.
Brown ink drawing of a tree barren of leaves.
Cress, dressed in the Prussian blue riding gear of a Seeker of the Royal Bestiary of Zehl Edhil, raises a broken sword hilt above their head in a posture of defiance. A yellow glowing ethereal blade extends from the broken hilt. Their yellow hair flows behind them in an arc. At their hip, the leafy accoutrements of a druid's trade burst from overfull pouches. Around Cress's neck, they wear their wedding band on a cord.
The figures of Echinacea and Lorian embrace in midair above a snowy landscape. An abandoned sword has sunk into the snow below, abandoned. Lorian, with large black wings unfurled, holds Echinacea close with a tender expression on his face. Echinacea's floating terrariums circle the two in the air.
Pink, gold, and tan sketch of a blond femme presenting person raising their hand as if to touch something in the air, just out of sight. Their hair flares out in wide curls.
Work in progress of Cress, a femme presenting Pathfinder 2e seer elf with the Fey Influence: Unicorn feat. They are slender, with scaled aqua skin and white ombre hair that shifts to canary yellow. They wear a scuffed prussian blue jacket and chaps over a cropped brown shirt and black shorts, and hold a broken bronze sword hilt in one hand. The other hand holds a bright green potion. On their hip they carry a basket of herbs. A wedding ring is worn on a cord around their neck.
Two figures dance in the starry void of space. Keylin, a drowish man with wavy white hair adorned in plate mail and a royal blue cloak, dances on pinpricks of stars. He holds the figure of Echinacea in a balletic lift. Echinacea's translucent, iridescent wings are spread wide. Their blond curls flare out in a curtain past Keylin's head. The faces of the figures are close, and they hold each other's gazes. Around them, floating terrariums spin in a wide halo.
To the left is the image of a golden doorhandle shaped like a hand. To the right, a black and white image of Button wearing a turtleneck and a patterned shawl is framed in pink toned roses, around which text reads: "Numinous Productions Presents 'A Haunting, Beloved' - Button as the Witch."
An angelic femme figure wearing a red corset and thigh high red boots over muted trousers, with a sky blue cropped coat slung over their shoulders and a blue stained glass bracer on one arm. The figure has long, weightless blond curls and is orbited by floating terrariums. Their arm is uplifted toward a floating spellbook of the same color as the corset they wear. Pearly translucent wings sprout from their back, and their shadow is in the shape of a smirking wolf. Curling mist rises around the figure. In the background, a waxing blue moon can be seen casting eerie light over the dark suggestion of a city to the left and the peaks of mountains to the right.
Art Raffle
drow man and aasimar person kissing, surrounded by bramble and flowers