dear lart. something from february. i drew this with a mouse in ms paint in the middle of one of my cultural anthropology classes.
context my little dnd guy was turned into a dhampir & then dragged to the faewilds (into direct sunlight) and as a cringefail half-vampire thingy did not take it well. especially with Extreme Magic Sunlight in a plane Very Much Tailored Completely Against any undead stuff in the canon of the campaign. after they left she immediately slept on the shitty couch in the guild they had a base at despite having aspect of the moon (no need to sleep).
uhhh what else. maya there (eladrin) is the other warlock that was in our party i love her so much. the two warlocks being Silly Dragon Sorcerer/Warlock (MinMax To Slow Down Enemies) (Made by a Highly Competent Player) (maya is like 18. years total. and is an elf) who never knows whats going on and is the embodiment of :D and Undead Dhampir Warlock on the path for Full Greek Tragedy (i had never been in a campaign before) (martin is a vaguely divorced father of 2) .... i love them.