Mongward, the Grumpiest Paladin

Tak trzeba rimejkować.

Komu potrzebne jakieś gietea, kiedy w 2026 wychodzi świeżo heblowany Gothic.

Człowiek słyszy i od razu czuje się o ćwierćwiecze młodszy.

Artorias, the Soul Knife Rogue. A young dark-haired, blue-eyed rogue smiles subtly while a psychic energy dagger floats above his outstretched hand.

Kalim and Eidy from The Whaler Girl by Sam Hogg. A painting of a redheaded woman holding a horned skull mask as she is embraced by a masked pirate shrouded in danger and mystery. Gold gingko leaves grow around her. The image is stylized and mimics the pose of Klimt's "The Kiss".

A storm brews while an intense looking man with brown skin, blue eyes, and black hair stares across the edge of a dagger blade encrusted with gems. His nomadic rags hide his status as a prince signified by this royal blade. Digitally painted. Title is "Oathbound" by Angela R. Sasser.

A woman with signs of welts on her tattooed back touches the marble and gold carving of Kushiel, the Angel of Punishment, who she is divinely linked to. White doves fly through a candlelit interior accented with red roses. A fan cover inspired by Kushiel's Dart by Jacqueline Carey illustrated by Angela r. Sasser.

I hear it's ok to ask for re-shares on your bday?😘 I'm officially old today! Have some of my fave pieces I've done over the years. Here's to exploring more of my fave subjects and experimenting with writing/comics in the next year to come!
#fantasyart #illustration #ttrpgart #dndart

I really hope someone's checking in on Dienne Kawende, 27.

two among us characters on a red background with the words imposter Alt: two among us characters on a red background with the words imposter

`I'm a fire drill!`

`I'm a power drill!`

`I'm a mandrill!`

Drill Sergeant: `This is not a drill!`

Tell 3-4 of your close offline friends, all of whom are presumably working age adults, some of whom may have families on top of jobs, that you want to get together on the weekend for 6-8 uninterrupted hours. Now tell them you want to do that every weekend for an indeterminate amount of time

Update after episode 6: #Dispatch is still so fucking good I want to smother it with my appreciation.

Now I want even more save slots, and point 2. holds true. Or at least mode that lets me explore choice-consequence relations easily.

Unexpected, but well deserved.

Mam na wishliście, pierwszego ograłem bardzo mocno, ale koniec roku intensywny pod względem fajnych rzeczy do kupienia :D

Swedes watch foreign movies with Swedish subtitles
Poles watch foreign movies with Polish voiceover
Germans watch foreign movies with German dubbing
Americans watch foreign movies with American remake

Holy shit, Infernals are crowfunding this month. I convinced myself they'd be a December campaign.

Alan Wake 2

After 4 episodes of Dispatch I have a small wishlist I don't think is fully unreasonable (only a little):

1. More save slots, I beg you, AdHoc!
2. An Extra mode which lets us set choices for individual scenes to see how they play out with this or that configuration

They're not mutually exclusive.

Hah, that's unexpected, hopefully before next year's edition the community will grow and more people with more time will be participating! :D

Thank you for the kind words and for having the challenge open to various kinds of creativity :) I hope to participate again next year as well ;)

October is done, and so is the challenge. Shamefully, it turns out I left in a wicked number of errors I should've caught. OH WELL. It was still tremendous fun participating in this, and in a format I am comfortable with to boot.

Big thanks to @theuncrucified.bsky.social who set the whole thing up!

A drawing of a car salesman talking to a client. The salesman gestures at a car, whose windows are removed and replaced with a photoshopped map of Exalted setting, Creation. The captions say "slaps Imperial mountain" at the top and "this bad boy can fit so many fucking apocalypses in it" at the bottom.

Day 31 of the #ExaltedArtChallenge: Make a Funny Exalted Meme

The hardest of them all! Sadly I have none new at hand, but I had an old idea I haven't executed properly yet.
The best I can do is do a meme. "Funny" is the hard bit xD

the fucked up part of ai is that it's built by programmers, so all the ai programming tools are made to assist programmers, and work far better than you'd think

meanwhile, ai art tools are always about "replacing" artists instead since these ai people see dealing with artists as a waste of time

And while you're at it, scroll down further to uncheck this

A short story on a beige background ‘I’d never have imagined you becoming a bureaucrat in your old age.’ ‘I’ve always known your imagination is as weak as your punches.’ Two Princes of the Earth stared each other down with the same vigor they felt two centuries prior, and with like vigor burst into laughter. ‘Come, sit, Larin, you look weathered.’ ‘The seasons were harder on me than the years have.’ Arashi poured the Cathak dragonlord tea. The old soldier tasted with delight. ‘You figured it out, I see?’ ‘Took a while and I still had to ask Lanai for help. Without her, I would need to brew tea like a regular person.’ ‘I wouldn’t wish such destiny on the most impatient of men.’ The Air aspect bowed his head with mock gratitude, but shot a sharp look at his companion under the annoyingly bushy eyebrows. ‘How can I help you?’ ‘By not getting involved. You will get news in the next few days. Send only as much as you don’t need.’ Arashi weighed his hearthmate’s words. ‘Ah. Thank you. Arada will understand, eventually.’

Day 30 of the #ExaltedArtChallenge : Signature Character

Had to be Arashi. The version of him was born way earlier than the "canon" version, but a part of his arc in the original campaign was a flimsy Sidereal promise that he'd play a part in saving house Tepet from ruin. Maybe this one will.

a close up of a cartoon character 's face with a surprised expression . Alt: a close up of a Kamado Tanjiro from Demon Slayer. Tanjiro has a surprised expression turning into a distressed expression in an animated GIF.

Dlaczego Tanjiro podczas rehabilitacji po lesie pajaków codziennie wracal na łózko obolały?

Bo miał leczenie Kanaowe.

Chcecie wiedzieć jak wygląda przepalanie hajsu i niegospodarność?
W normalnej sytuacji zarządano by głów krawaciarzy, którzy wpadli na ten genialny plan nie mając nic pojęcia o branży. A tu wystarczy pozwalniać armię proli i wszystko będzie ok. Excell na chwilę zaświeci się na zielono.

A short story on a beige background ‘Em? You know this place?’ asked Rima ‘I’ve never seen this in my life’ His mentor spoke, warned of this. Memories of not-him, bubbling up to the surface, previous holders of this power stirred into the thoughts of the inheritor. Very odd. River seemed fully ignorant of the exchange. ‘This shadow play is incredible. I can’t imagine the time required to... the history...’ Under the Calibration sky, the tiled floor was now a screen against which an intricate rendition of the surrender of Malfeas, played in shadows and shapes. ‘Come on, this is a distraction’ Emerald Rain said, ‘We need to get the stone.’ *** For the grandeur of the entry hall, the rest of this place was barren, not in a manner of a place stripped of robbers, but a structure build for purpose. It was an engineer’s and forger’s place. Em’s Essence stirred at the cultivated geomancy unbroken despite calamities, the Hearthstone produced here would be a boon to any who sought mastery at an anvil, rather than on a field of battle.

A short story on a beige background Nobody knew what the statue is of. It seemed to change with the season, the moon, the time of day. It couldn’t be true, of course, it was solid stone, mossy base to rain-washed top. And yet. The locals built their entire time around it, figured out every shape across generations. They can tell every relevant time just glancing at the accursed thing. I cannot tell whether they they all play an elaborate prank on outsiders, or the figure really changes shape and exhibits regularity. Drawings fails to capture the complexity and memory is not trustworthy. One day I thought I stared so hard trying to spot changes as-they-allegedly-happen that desperate for excitement my mind conjured whispers and murmurs. I left after a month, I was feeling increasingly unwelcome, the residents jealous of my connection to the stone idol. I am begging you for a troop of loyal soldiers to secure the site and conduct more research. I will be easy to find the place. The statue dominates the horizon.

A short story on a beige background ‘Are you sure you wanted me to see this?’ ‘Shut up’ ‘Listen, I could see it to the end of my days and it wouldn’t tire me, but I’m not sure it was worth the barrel.’ ‘Shut up.’ *** ‘No, but really, why would you try to do a front flip, in full armor, over an open barrel of wine?’ ‘Sun almighty, it’s been two days!’ ‘And I am still drunk just smelling your clothes! I should get upwind from you, at least one of us should be respectable tomorrow!’ *** ‘... the distance was right, but the leg room got in the way, and at the apex we got a might crack against the ceiling beam and an almost painterly splash, as the crimson wine escaped its barrel-shaped prison and Huma plunged head, shoulders, and up to the hips into the barrel, bravely taking place of the runaway liquid!’ ‘You wouldn’t have cared if it worked’ ‘If we could turn back time, I would! I promise! But only because now I know that the alternative was only a good anecdote for the prince’s guests!’

Day 27–29 of the #ExaltedArtChallenge

Finally caught up again.

Damn, episodes 3 and 4 of Dispatch are dropping some heavy choice bombs.

I love this game. I need twenty more save slots.

a cartoon drawing of a robot with the letter e on its face Alt: A Flash animation from an old Bionicle game. It shows a masked, short character with a bronze-and-beige colour scheme doing a little jig.

Moja seria o Exalted musi wytrzymać przynajmniej dość dlugo, żebym mógł pogadać o Alchemicznych i zamiast grafik z podręcznika wszystko obłożyć screengrabami z multimediów Bionicle.

joke's on you, I do both of these at the same time, and while it's twice as much effort I can confirm that it barely works at all

Niech im tokeny wyzerują konta.

A short story on a beige background. Two figures in elegant clothes stood on a mountain peak, admiring the work of architecture unfolding before them. ‘By my estimations of the angles, it would pierce the heavens before it’s halfway done’ ‘Is such a thing even possible?’ ‘I am not sure any of us is ready to learn’ Sagacious Larin and Stalwart Polomi sipped of their perfectly steeped tea. ‘They are doing the task assigned. We can hardly complain.’ ‘I tried and was reprimanded for an insulting lack of ambition. They have so many fingers and still had to use an abacus to count all my alleged transgressions.’ They knew somewhere on the walls was a grey figure scuttling about with hammer, chisel, and a bag of blueprints. ‘I told you it was a bad idea to summon Rimvidas’ ‘Only after we’ve already done it.’ ‘We are majestically ruined, aren’t we?’ ‘if we allow this thing’s completion, it will surpass the Imperial Mountain’ The duo sipped more tea and started revising what they know about interrupting contracts.

A short story on a beige background. Nirai couldn’t resist the trepidation, despite all the preparation and still-burning ambition. It was a great honour, not just to be chosen, but also anointed and to join the sacred defenders. And yet the thought of his current life ending was frustrating. He shook the foolish thought away. The strangers were claiming too much territory. It wasn’t going to be long before they breach the city and claim the moon’s effigy for themselves. The horns carried the summoning into the preparation chambers. It was time. *** Nirai flexed the razor-sharp claws, absent-mindedly scoring the wooden table. ‘I am so sorry, not used to.. old habit’ ‘It’s fine. You will learn. Better to ruin the table, than our aides.’ ‘My bedding is torn as well’ ‘Many of us have realised such comforts are impractical’ The conversation with his new sergeant went into the night, as a new pangolin beastman chosen by Humble Request, the god of this region, joined the ranks of his peers.

A short story on a beige background. Venturing into the shifting lands was a rite of passage in the village. Everybody who returned had a gift to benefit the community. Old Rhaig’s four arms made him the best carpenter around, and nobody could challenge the waterbreathing Norri at gathering oysters for trade. Yuhi hoped she would get a good gift as well. *** A cruel trick of fate, the shifting lands rejected her entirely, no change came, even months after she returned, nothing was there. The only thing she brought from the excursion were minor scratches from the frenzied jaguar and general exhaustion. Nobody said anything... but also nobody said anything. She would probably be like that too. Zhai came back with a cute monkey tail, everybody’s roof really liked that. *** When the plague came and only Yuhi resisted its pull by some trick of fate, she managed to bring medicine for all from a town far away. Nobody ever thought to wonder if the shifting lands really rejected her all these years ago.

A short story on a beige background. ‘How are you living near these beasts?’ The question was hushed, but it still spooked a small bird hiding in the same bush as them. ‘By not bothering them. They just want to eat, so we leave their favourite branches alone when we forage ourselves.’ Both women obserwer a silver-backed emperor sloth bend a tree trunk to itself to munch on its fruit with noises which probably wouldn’t be so disgusting if the massive animal deemed it wise to munch them faster. ‘We tried taming them, actually. Went poorly. Never tried again. But it can be done.’ This piqued Amaris’ attention. ‘How do you know?’ ‘A man passed by our town once, used one of them as a mount. Terrible idea, sloped back, barely faster than walking. But Big Orso new tricks, so that was fun to see as long as they stayed.’

Day 23-26 of the #ExaltedArtChallenge
Of course once I started writing the scenes flowed out, but I did need to settle on a demon and a beastfolk, which were my core blockers.

"I DON'T NEED YOU TO FUCKING REWRITE WHAT I'VE JUST WRITTEN!"

Days 23-26 were another blocker, no inspiration struck that would do the concepts justice, but I think I have the second minisequel popping up in my mind for yesterdays's prompt and it should be smooth sailing from there.