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Hey, Witch Doctor! Give us the magic words!
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The Summer heat makes it difficult for me to think straight. Anyone I'm writing with should expect regular delays on my end until the temperature goes down.
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Vanovar Pythis stood alongside the rest of his newfound teammates with just as much composed professionalism as the rest of them. Though the more insightful people in the room might also have noticed that there was a hint of something else to his demeanor that was reminiscent of a hungry customer at a dining establishment waiting for someone from the waitstaff to come and take his order. Vanovar wore the uniform of High Inquisitor Jerec's branch of the Inquisitorius and the organization's signature lightsaber hung from his belt. Hair as black as the void framed his face, stopping just above his shoulders. Any who gazed upon Vanovar's visage would be quick to call him handsome. The only flaw to it that someone looking for something to criticize would find being his nose, bulbous in shape with flared nostrils, though it would take some creative critique for any such barbs to land effectively.

Vanovar had been impressed by what he had seen of the Revenge thus far. Something that hardly came as a shock to him. The people of the galaxy always seemed to come up with their most impressive works whenever he was at his least attentive of such things. The highlight of Vanovar's explorations prior to receiving the captain's summons had definitely been the ship's holding cells. Though they contained no prisoners just yet, Vanovar knew the cells wouldn't stay empty for long. Nor would they stay full for long either. Not with him on board.

While he had already developed some opinions regarding the vessel, Vanovar had yet to form any attitudes towards the rest of the commando team he was a part of now. Aside from Reanar, that is. Vanovar didn't think too highly of the noisy corporal. Although the fact that he'd been thinking the same thing as Vanovar in terms of questions was at the very least half a point in the sniper's favor.
I'll have something up within the next 24 hours.
Brutrumukk


For a moment, Brutrumukk genuinely considered Aaliyah's suggestion to rest. Grankhul was no longer sapping his energy, but that didn't mean that everything that had happened since the bugbear gnome's reincarnation had left him tired out. But after a moment of consideration, he decided rest could wait a little longer. He had enough energy for one good fight left in him before he needed to crash, and by the gods he was going to use it to kill the cat that had brought them here. "I'm gonna go find that fuckin' cat." Brutrumukk told Jub before unsheathing the daggers he had taken from the Darklings and heading towards the door.
Jenk was somewhat miffed by the fact that Alandri deemed the party being slightly late to be something worth summoning Teacher Ot via the beads when he had specifically told them not to let that happen. Why did them showing up a little bit after the sun had finished rising matter so much? Did it really matter enough to warrant the beads being used? It all very much got on Jenk's nerves. This annoyance quickly turned to dismay when Jenk learned that their late arrival meant that the breakfast prepared for them had gone cold. Thankfully their host was gracious enough to heat it back up again, though at the cost of having to endure a lecture regarding the importance of being on time. When breakfast was finally served, Jenk eagerly dug in. Upon receiving his scale, the goblin dropped it into his coffee and washed it down with a quick sip before continuing to eat heartily.
Nothing on my end. But I have a plan in place for how to handle their absence if they don't turn up again.
Grandfather Trafalgar waited patiently for Miloh to make his decision as the shipwrecked child looked around in consideration of what to do next. A touch of amusement entered the old man's smile as the boy's stomach demanded attention. But the smile vanished in an instant when Miloh doubled over from a bout of hunger pains. Given the boy's sudden arrival, Grandfather Trafalgar had lacked sufficient provisions for more than one person. As a result, they had been traveling on half rations up to this point. And while the Ćororo elder was used to such measures, his young companion was not.

Grandfather Trafalgar lifted a hand to reach out and opened his mouth to ask Miloh if he was alright, but he pulled back at the last moment and closed his mouth. One of the first things Grandfather Trafalgar had learned about Miloh was that he had a short temper, and nothing made it flare up quite like the implication that he was being looked down upon. Not wanting to upset the lad any further, the old man restrained his concern and continued waiting for a response.

"Food. Yeah, food sounds good right about now," Miloh said.

"I cannot recall a time when food did not sound good." Grandfather Trafalgar said with an approving nod and an eager smile. The old Ćororo rose to his feet and looked around. "So the only question worth asking now would be... which way is the best food?" Grandfather Trafalgar turned northwards and sniffed the air in that direction. "...Not that way." He spun around then to face the south and took in the scent of the air from that direction. "Hmmm... Maybe." He turned then to the east, sniffed once, then immediately covered his nose. "Definitely not!" Finally, he turned to the west, sniffed the air tentatively at first, then began sniffing with increasing interest. "Well that does smell promising." He said at last before turning back to Miloh. "I think I'm onto something good. This way." With a beckoning gesture, the old man set off in the direction of the promising scent.
Considering that I've been stuck on trying to draw Brutrumukk's new appearance for some time, this is actually very helpful, thank you.


Always happy to help. I look forward to seeing what you draw.
Speaking of 3D, look whose gnomish incarnation I've just made on Hero Forge.


Makes you think about a lot of different details of your character you may not have previously considered.


What details have you discovered through this 3D rendering?
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