Another trip into the old Rollplay days. I joined in on the original show mid way, the second season of Rollplay: Solum I watched right from the start though. One of my favorite things about table-top role-playing is the journey and the evolution. Characters grow in power, but also in personality. As they move ahead, they often end up going in entirely directions than when you first envisioned them.
The above images depict Geoff Robinson’s character, Victarian Black. I am still not sure what Victarian’s goal was in life (his journey ended before that could be revealed), Geoff’s goal, however, was clear as daylight: full plate mail! To be decked out in an all-covering suit of steel was all he ever wanted, and when he finally got what he wished for, it was the happiest moment in series. He also decked himself out with various sets of gear acquired along the way, like a magical spear, and a shield crafted from the hide of a slain monster.
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I followed many of the DnD shows in itmeJP‘s Rollplay lineup a few years ago. In the past two or so years I found myself unable to enjoy role-playing shows online, as I always just end up wishing I was playing (that and a lack of time to dedicate to watching all of them). I still remember all of them fondly, as well as the communities that grew around them.
Rollplay: The West Marches was a show tailored around having parties of recurring guests. As such the full cast of the show grew to a very large number. Several streamers would frequently join in for a session, some with several different characters over the course of the shows run time.
As I have gone on record saying before: Dwarves are the BEST! The West Marches introduced streamers CohhCarnage and Ezekiel III as the brothers Ironheart, Maldrick and Shaldrick. One was a cleric, the other a rouge, and though they may have had their differences, the bond between them was strong enough to last even through Maldrick’s tragic death. Shaldrick would keep his brothers remains close by him, in the hopes to one day find a way to bring him back. Throughout that time Maldrick would engage in conversation and pass on sage advice to his brother from beyond the grave. Or was Shaldrick just going crazy? That is also a possibility…
Original posting on DeviantArt here.
So as we all know, Dwarves are the BEST fantasy race that exist. There are some who disagree with this. Those people are wrong.
I have an entire folder filled with drawings of NPCs (non-player characters) that were to take place in DnD campaigns. The group I played with did not stay together long enough for most of them to get their moments, but the fun of world creation remained long after the game had practically stopped. Had the party ever gotten that far they would have discovered that the Dwarven lands had a great queen. She was stubborn, rude, pig-headed and had terrible table manners. In other words: she was a dwarf.
Also, as you can clearly see, I take the side of “female Dwarves do NOT have beards”.
Original post on DeviantArt here.