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I’m an illustrator with deep love of the eldritch, creating monsters and dark fantasy world with every bit of free time.
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Thanks for the thread! Lots of awesome artists here already, followed a bunch of lovelies! I do mostly traditional, eldritch horrors, whacky creatures and loony characters👁️ Also, Insta! https://t.co/Ffj0RJyc2K

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Hey hey and huge thanks for the gosh darn thread! Here be some of my foods and critters and also some Lovecraftian joy in the mix <3

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INKTOBER - While Traditionalists believe familiars to be merely tools and servants, Empathits, in turn, consider them to be the extension of their soul - closest confidants, tightest friends, a most loyal shards of their own psyche.

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INKTOBER - Till Joe knows where to get his gold. First of all, not in gold - he finds nickel, lead, and iron to be much more needed and he has a knack for finding it. Now he runs a whole mining operation for the Wharf Town as a free bot.

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INKTOBER - Insectoids aren't a rare sight above ground, but nonetheless they have it hard, as Underempire militant approach makes most kin reluctant... And yet, Wharf Town welcomes all, and even the shunned flies can find work here.

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INKTOBER - Not every inhabitant of the Wharf Town is a citizen. Besides dangerous beasts and criminals, other dangerous lurks at the edge of what's real. The Sower feeds on good dreams of the city sleepers, leaving them with nightmares.

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INKTOBER - Some places might be facing the whims of weather, but Wharf Town solved that pesky issue of fortune with the employment of Mzzumt, the Storm Djinn. He might be a little swift to anger, but he controls the weather well.

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INKTOBER - This-One-Who-Dwells-Deep is a crafty dune spirit that found a way to travel far and wide thanks to carrying his sand in his ancient, walking urn. Now he is a rare sight on the Wharf markets, offering his cursed artifacts.

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INKTOBER - Ugleus didn't have a simple existence. Crafted from souls of a dozen adventurers, given body of toxic ooze, he struggled to find his place. Until, that is, he found himself a successful baker in welcoming Wharf Town.

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