mel ✨さんのイラストまとめ

1 hr comp sketch of a cover for this creepy little module im working on, trying out some shapes >:]

#ttrpgcommunity #ttrpg #illustration #TTRPGs

the mob, the murderer, the matron, the maimed;

sketching out a new piece with grigor and magda, cycles of violence, trauma gone tepid in the blood, etc etc

#WIP

CONRAD LEICHE — down bad headsman of a long dissolved house → custodian, sewer-trawler, mapping out the labyrinth black guts of bögenhafen. trying to solve the mystery of margot's murder by his hand.

new sketchbook and new #WHFRP #warhammerfantasy PC i'm super excited about!

thinkin on this shalewarden grave dad, cursebound cutting stone.

if i ran papa belmer in dnd i'd finagle him as a stone genasi death cleric? but am more invested in exploring how aberrations of the faith & exposure to arcane radiation impact PC options in WIP w/ @BWoodwardArt rn

more on this stealthy multi-figural WIP, considering the possibilities of a true-sight enchanted glass eye for blade-blinded wizards👁️ 🪞✨

WIP! process work of some early costume sketching for a couple of ladies from my ghost game; ida skein in the attic sewing her effigies from soul and story, and dear odettya, who's voice she used to hear singing unseen concertinas beyond the floorboards 💀📜🧵

jumping in on the lovely #darkart tag, also reminding myself to turn the LIGHTS on in my next piece, but!

- bodak rendition (#dnd)
- father belmer from my lornshore setting
- eadwulf grieve (#CriticalRole)
- hannelore, a lovely wizard from @moonbyrds

@HelldritchB thank you, kev!!! 💛 i am working on Wife Time right now as well (and mostly locations and item design stuff) but am really excited to work with them more!

some early costume layer sketches for miss IDA SKEIN, a puppetmaker who lives in an opera house with her wife where they make effigy dolls to house guardian ghosts who are smithed as "imaginary friends" to protect the people of Lornshore from haints/yokai/nightmares made real 📜

death cleric gravedigger dad, conscripted to that cold shale island in service to the intricately ailing, twenty-six years into a vow of silence, dr. vogel belmer with his heavy hands and huddled secrets, wondering how to suture a sanctuary for dead and living ghosts,