Hey. I saw some of your work and it looks amazing, so I thought about getting more personalized view into my Human Oracle. Yet, I suck at painting with any tool(whether it would be pencil, acrylic or PC), so I am looking for more experienced help.

Race: Human
Sex: Male
Height/weight (approximate numbers are good): 6'11", 210 lbs. Fit, but not very muscly.
Age (adolescent/adult/elderly will do): 36. Has some experience in his eyes but still looks like a brash child.
Class/Type/Profession/what-it-do: Great Guildmaster of newly created Village, Warleader in case of emergency.
Hair style/color: Black, short straight hair style. Full Goatee((Something like this))
Eye color: Blue

Name(for reference): Mandor Retrix ((Ignore the image I have there, it's just an emergency one for now and I want him to look different.))
Attitude: When he walks around, you can see an aura of self-confidence emanating from him. Though he's lame with his left leg, he ignores the difficulties and proudly enters any room.
History: Mandor was lame from birth, but his parents taught him to overcome any difficulty through invention. Soon enough, the kid made himself small wooden support for his left leg. During his adolescence, a war happened in his nation, and he was enlisted into one of many Knightly Orders of Iomedae as page. Though he was lame, he never was late and he never needed to run up to be in order with others. Soon, his powers as an Oracle appeared and after the war, in which he succesfully acted both as soldier and leader, he was enlisted in King's Service. A few months ago, he and few of his friends set sail for a new lands and now he's like new Columbus - ready to assimilate new lands for the good of king.
Specific Equipment: Adamantine Battleaxe, which sparkles with electricity and force.((I like this design but I think the engraving on blade is unnecessary.
Lion's Shield
Mithril Full Plate, but Mandor likes to hide it under clerical robe. It should contain Iomedae's symbol
No Helmet. You can see some diamond dust peeking out from Spell Component Pouch, which is tied to belt.
Setting: Golarion.


I can't find a picture to show similar pose but I am thinking about one of his past times. The siege of yet another town. Mandor walks up in front of his army, weapons ready, and commands a charge in a heroic fashion: His right hand and battleaxe is raised forwards, like he would show a way for people to charge, left hand with shield pretty loose up, and you can read from his face how hard he's shouting "CHARGE!".

If you're still taking requests I'd love one?

Name: Asher "Lord of Bone"
Race: Human
Has hollow sunken eyes, an angered stern face, he should be about 30-40 but with a world weary expression.

Unlike most Necromancers- he is equipped heavily for battle.

His armor should be almost space marine like- thick and bulky and made entirely out of bone segments of animals and men. I imagine his breastplate would be a dragons skull without the elongated snout typical of dragons. His shoulder guards would be a larger animals shoulders, bare arms. His midriff should be bare.

His legs are encased in heavy bone armor.

He carries another large creatures face plate as his Bone Shield. His sword is segmented, sharpened and serrated bone- three separate pieces with a femur hilt.

His head is encased by a lions maw skull - forced and held open.

The overall effect should be bulky, tough. He is muscley and well built.

The detail is pretty crazy I imagine so take your time. Perhaps he could also have two skeletal minions at his feet?

That's really great stuff as usual, Tyoka!

Thank, kcho. =D You're always so nice.

Do you draw Ghouls of the Fallout kind? If so, I'd really appreciate it if you could draw this character of mine for me:

Application Format

Application Format

Strength: 5 Perception: 6+1 Endurance: 6 Charisma: 1 Intelligience: 13 Agility: 7 Luck: 9+1	Name: Unknown. Calls himself many things, but is currently known as 'the Hatter', after he found a box full of childrens' books. Race: Ghoul Age: 99 (100 as soon as I feel like it in game. 26 before radiation) Occupation: Desert Wanderer, Crazy man, much more. Level: 6 Exp: 15350 Karma: 0 Traits: You have more innate abilities than most, so you have not spent as much time honing your skills. Your statistics are better than the average person, but your skills are lacking. You get 5 more Character Points to distribute among your Primary Statistics, but all skills get a 10% penalty and you receive 5 less Skill Points per level. Gifted , By some strange twist of fate, people around you die violently. You always see the worst way a person can die. This does not mean you kill them any faster or slower, but when they do die, it will be dramatic. Just how dramatic is up to the Gamemaster. Perks Rad Child Fortune Finder Bloody Mess
-10 on all 5% + (4 X AG) 100% Small Guns *Tag* 0% + (2 X AG) 4% Big Guns 0% + (2 x AG) 10% Energy Weapons 20% + (2 x AG + ST) 29% Unarmed 20% + (2 x AG + ST) 29% Melee Weapons 0% + (4 x AG) 18% Throwing 0% + (2 x (PE + EN) 26% First Aid 5% + (PE + IN) 15% Doctor 5% + (3 x AG) 30% Sneak 10% + (PE + AG) 14 Lockpick 0% + (3 x AG) 11% Steal 10% + (PE + AG) 89% Traps *tag* 0% + (4 x IN) 60% Science 0% + (3 x IN) 60% Repair*tag* 0% + (2 x AG + PE) 11% Pilot 0% + (5 x CH) -5% Speech 0% VD + (4 x CH) -6% Barter 0% + (5 x LK) 51% Gambling 0% VD+ (2 x EN) + IN) 15% Outdoorsman	Hit Points: 10+ ST (5) + (EN (6) x 2) 27 (6/LvL)=55 Sequence: 2 x PER (6 ) 12 AP: Crit Chance: LK (10) 10% Carry Weight: 25 x STR (5 ) 125 lbs. Melee Damage: Heal Rate:	Armour Class: DT / DR 0 / 0% Normal 0 / 0% Laser 0 / 0% Fire 0 / 0% Plasma 0 / 0% Explode 5 x EN (6) 40% Poison Resist 2 x EN (6) 52% Radiation Resist 0/0% Gas Resist 0% Electric Resist

Equipment

The Mad Hat (+1 luck, +1 perception.)

History

In his life he who is now the Hatter was a normal Vault person. Not of a special vault, no, he was lucky enough to be in the vault of a private owner, his family, and friends, of who he was a descendant. A bit less lucky was he when the vault wall broke through, and a ton of radioactive waste spilled through the place.Tthere was a great big flash every thing just changed his molecules got all rearranged. He managed to get out of the vault, how, he didn't know, with only the clothing on his back, and more radioactive waste than blood in his body.

He was lucky to escape with his life, though some of his sanity was left behind, and as his body decayed to that of a ghoul, so did his mind. He gradually forgot who he had been, and took on the names of others. He learned about this world, and the crazy inside it. He fashioned himself a crossbow, in his robin hood days, a grappling hook and utility belt, from his batman days, and has recently come across a mad Hatter's Hat. So adorned with the hat, crossbow, belt, and *insert body armour here*, he is currently living his life. Unbeknownst to him he is close to vault 113, and unbeknownst to the others, when they meet him they will have their lucky day.

Personality

This is a place, like no other place on earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it: You need to be as mad as a hatter.
[picks up his hat]
Which luckily I am.


Hatter's personality is odd, to say the least. He is clearly insane, and doesn't make an effort to hide it. It's specifics I'll keep a secret for now.

But while he is mad, he's not stupid. He has a near eidetic memory, great capability for logical thinking, but whenever he speaks his mind in a way beneficial to others, it's often in riddles, or just not believed by others. He also likes to use quotes from books he finds.

In combat he often prefers using his grappling hook to get up high and nice, then shoot everyone from his perch.

Appearance

a creepy, but also slightly funny looking Ghoul. He wears an old top hat, , resembling the one from an old fairy tale. His clothing is ragged, but still shows off well that it's purple and green, a colour rarely seen, even inside the vault. His face was completely white, which was either due to some form of paint, or due to the fact he was a ghoul. His eyes, which had once before been a nice shade of green, now were a bright form of green, like glowing uranium, which was probably due to the irradiation in the sewers.

Over his shoulders hang two items. One being a sniper rifle, the other being... a grappling hook? It was clear that this ghoul differed a lot from most others.

It was a late afternoon. Or early in the morning. Or somewhere between lunch and teatime. Hatter didn't really know. It was hard to know what time it was here in the sewers. He had had a long day behind him, as there had been some feral ghouls who didn't respond kindly to his request for them to join him for tea, and were so opposed to the idea of drinking tea that they attacked him. So sadly he needed to put them down. Then he enjoyed tea by himself, using one of the feral ghouls as a table.

He didn't really know why he had come here. One day he had just thought 'hey, why not?', so he went underground, into the sewer system.

Hipster, underground? I know it's a terrible joke.

At first he had worn large glasses, and acted snobbish, but later on he had just stayed his normal-ish self. It was really fun down here. No need for food, as there were plenty giant rats, no need for drink, as the water here didn't taste all too bad, and no need to heal his wounds, as the radiation did so for him.

Suddenly, he came across a piece of paper, which looked fairly new, as if someone had just thrown it out. He picked it up, and gave it a read through. It was some sort of test, with all sorts of questions. He liked questions, it was always fun to search for an answer. There was also a picture of a goat on it, which was just icing on the cake. A small giggle came from him as he searched his many pockets for a thing to write with, and found a lockpick. Ink he got using the blood of a very unlucky rat. To start off with, he put a cross through all the normal answers, because they were just never fun to choose.

Question 1
You are approached by a frenzied Vault scientist, who yells, "I'm going to put my quantum harmonizer in your photonic resonation chamber!" What's your response?


I let him do it, causing a parabolic destabilization of the fission singularity. It's a cool thing to watch.



Question 2
While working as an intern in the Clinic, a patient with a strange infection on his foot stumbles through the door. The infection is spreading at an alarming rate, but the doctor has stepped out for a while. What do you do?

I laugh as the patient stumbles through the door, falls over a pair of boxes, and is in pain to get up. Then, as he squirms on the ground, I cut off his healthy foot.


Question 3
You discover a young boy lost in the lower levels of the Vault. He's hungry and frightened, but also appears to be in possession of stolen property. What do you do?

I start a gang with him, becoming the most lethal force the vault has ever known. Then, we break out, and take over the wasteland, using nothing but my gun, and a straight razor.


Question 4
Congratulations! You made one of the Vault 113 baseball teams! Which position do you prefer?

Hmm... there are so many positions, how would I know which one I prefer? Missionary is an old classic, doggy is for when you don't want to see the ugly face of your partner, there are just too many to choose from.


Question 5
Your grandmother invites you to tea, but you're surprised when she gives you a pistol and orders you to kill another Vault resident. What do you do?

I give her back the gun. My sniper rifle is way better. I drink up the tea, ask my buddy with the straight razor to kill 'grandma', the vault mob leader, then go and assassinate the Overseer.


Question 6
Old Mr. Abernathy has locked himself in his quarters again, and you've been ordered to get him out. How do you proceed?

I sing songs for him through the door until he decides he wants out. Then, we do a sing-along, and form a band.


Question 7
Oh, no! You've been exposed to radiation, and a mutated hand has grown out of your stomach! What's the best course of treatment?

No treatment. I use the mutated hand for when i get an itch, or to flip people off when my normal hands are full.


Question 8
A fellow Vault 113 resident is in possession of a Grognak the Barbarian comic book, issue number 1. You want it. What's the best way to obtain it?

Well, the answer 'shoot him' is indeed the best way to get it. So I agree with the normal answer here


Question 9
You decide it would be fun to play a prank on your father. You enter his private restroom when no one is looking, and....

Take a dump. There are better places to play a prank on him than there. You could put a mine under the doormat, for instance.


Question 10
Who is indisputably the most important person in Vault 113 the world: He who shelters us from the harshness of the atomic wasteland, and to whom we owe everything we have, including our lives?
I am, of course.

Afterwards, he pinned it to one of the walls, and went on with his normal things.

Bloody Mess, always one of my favorites. A ghoul will be fine, I'll see what I can do. =]

I don't see a height on the application, though. How tall is he?

Oh, sorry. Hmm... 5'11"

Centaure: Rennil's sketch. He doesn't really look half-elven, but that's because I suspected you only made him half-elf to qualify for Skylord. =p If you want any changes let me know.

Hello! Well, since the Urban Arcana game I joined crashed, I'd like a drawing of another Urban Arcana I intend to play if I can, at any point, whether online or offline, find a DM. Pretty please?

Race: Elf.
Sex: Female.
Height/Weight: Something like 1m70 for 70 Kg (I'm using the International system, sorry if it bothers you).
Age: Young (for an elf anyway.)
Class: Dedicated Heroine/Acolyte of Pelor
Hair style; combed, but that's about it. Colour: Blonde.
Eye colour: Gold.

Name: Soveliss
Attitude: polite.
Equipment: a riot shield and a type IV body armor (the heaviest armor worn by the SWAT, like this, but without Police written on it... http://sfondionline.altervista.org/w.../04/swat-4.jpg) helmet included, a holy symbol of Pelor, a magic rapier, a backpack, a gas mask, but not on the face, instead put on the belt (these things should give spot and listen penalties, it's hard to see a thing in them).
Setting: Urban Arcana.
Pose: Battle pose.

Thank you in advance!

1.Race: Human
2.Sex: Female
3.Height/weight: 5"4/102 lbs
4.Age: 16
5.Class/Type/Profession/what-it-do: Artificer/Gunslinger
6.Hair style/color: Mid length/ light blue
7.Eye color: No eyes anymore, magic replaced them with blue fire


What helps: I don't mind guessing these things, but I'd prefer you provide them.
1.Name: Yuna D'Orien
2.Attitude: Spoilt yet kind, expects alot from others but isnt afraid to pay well for their work
3.History: Daughter of a rich and powerful family she ran away from home to gain her own name and money, but still finds the chance to rely on daddy dearest sometimes
4.Specific Equipment (I <3 drawing equipment): (Good) Two flintlock style pistols with tradgedy masks on the handles, in holsters worked into her armour, her goggles hold back the majority of her fringe and the left goggle piece is covered by a monocle contraption around her neck she wears a sigil of the traveller her god
5.Setting: Eberron 3.5 d&d
6.Pose: Possibly stood with her green crystal elemental that looks like a jaguar
7.Reference images. Pistols Masks Elemental Monocle armour religious sigil8.The more the better
TO MY FELLOW ARTISTS: If you want to turn this into an art trade, you're always welcome to draw him. You can post it in this thread if you want. =D : .... ill try but i aint promising a miracle ok?