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Hello everyone! I'm going to run another drawthread if nobody minds. Again, I remind everyone that I'm still rusty with this drawing thing so please bear in mind that I may take some time getting to everyone's requests.
A couple of new guidelines for this thread:
1. Requests must involve only one quest character, two at the very maximum.
2. If a certain character has already been drawn, succeeding requests of this character will be skipped over!
3. References! Please post with your request! It really makes things easier!
4. Let's have fun!
With that said, I'm going to do every request in chronological order. Apologies in advance if I skip over yours, but I'll do my best to do everyone's!
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Archwizard Antruthius, Head of the Mage Guild and Master of all Arcane Schools
Hear ye, hear ye, I call to order another meeting of the Mage Guild. All wizards, sorcerers, and associates of either, assemble as appropriate.
Now, while I know everyone wanted to discuss what to do with the surplus of mana potions that we have managed to build up, we seem to have more pressing matters at hand. The untimely, and lets face it quite suspicious, death of our still recently resurrected head of necromancy has left a bit of a power vacuum. And as a result the necromancy department is up in arms and fighting each other for the position. Normally an internal conflict on this scale would be over in a matter of hours, but with this being the necromancy department it seems they are bringing each other back and it has gone on for almost half a week. Now this wouldn't be a problem for me but I just had two different undead armies fight outside my office and when I can't drink in peace then this has to stop, and I expect you people to help put a stop to it.
So, what should be done about this civil war in the basement? I want suggestions people, so out with it! Welcome to the Mages Guild, just pick a name and join in. Conflicts are resolved with d20s when needed. When this thread dies we'll continue on archive moe. For additional resources, visit http://1d4chan.org/wiki/Mage%27s_guild
“Well,” you say at length. “Either way, she's going to be in ordinary for a while anyways; and with that, uh, energetic personality of hers I think not having something to do will drive her nuts. Absolutely nuts.” You rub your chin thoughtfully. “Some of it is just paperwork stuff, but I'm not sure anyone can stay mad when she starts in with that -” you remember the way she shut Harder's wrath down with one well-timed crossing of her slender, pale legs - “uh, idol thing.”
“You think she'll do okay?”
“When that air raid hit, I was wheeling her around base. She got her head in the fight faster than I did. Even if she's not cut out for that particular job, I doubt she's going to screw the pooch.” You almost catch yourself on that last one, but Goto's drinking too, and he GAVE you the drinks, so to hell with it. You doubt he'll care, anyway – he's pretty loose for a Japanese guy.
In fact, his propensity for office drinking is the only really Japanese thing about the guy. Or maybe you're ethnocentric and Projecting and you didn't even ask him for his pronouns so who gives a shit? You down another shot. “So why are you trying to get me drunk?”
“I assigned Naka a small command an hour or two ago,” he tells you.
“What, really?”
“Perfect time for it,” he points out. “With the flagship in ordinary, the others will have time to train as a team. Naka doesn't need it; she was one of our first. She's seen enough heavy shit that the training range isn't much use for her. She can still supervise, however.”
“So why are you trying to get me drunk?”
“Trying?” he refills your glass.
You toss it back, and slap it down. “Trying.”
He smirks – and rolls his chair a few inches away from the desk, looking just like he's trying to dodge another of Kongou's dynamic entries. “I assigned Fubuki to her.”
1- Charms men into doing her dirty work for her. 2- Secretly the priestess of a wicked god/goddess and plans to use a member of the party as a sacrifice. 3- Bound by a dark pact to kill the men she falls in love with. 4- Transforms into a dangerous monster when she becomes amorous. 5- A dragon or some other powerful creature in (demi)human form. 6- Daughter of a demon. 7- Wicked queen of an entire kingdom traveling in disguise. 8- The avatar of a goddess. 9- The chosen of a particular god or goddess and jealously protected by them. 10- Poisonous to the touch. 11- Her gaze has some magical effect such as petrification, charm person, feeble mind, etc. 12- Remains harmless as long as she is a virgin but transforms into something dangerous if that should change. 13- The princess of a powerful ruler who would rather his daughter not be involved with the party. 14- The beloved of a local hero. 15- Cursed to transform into some immobile form by day/night (tree, stone, ice, furniture, jewelry, etc). 16- Must do the exact opposite of anything she is told to do. 17- Her words always become reality. 18- Cannot disobey a direct order. 19- Harmed by direct sunlight. 20- Possesses a particularly foul dietary requirement (blood, raw meat, garbage, etc) 21- Can only wear clothing blessed by a particular deity. 22- Harmed by the touch of a particular material (iron, stone, non-silk fibers, tofu, etc). 23- Has a habit of falling insanely in love at first sight. 24- Has horrible dreams that create living nightmares. 25- Bound to the land she lives in sharing its fate as it shares her own. 26- Cannot set foot on a particular type of ground (holy, land, water, agricultural, etc) 27- Cannot speak 28- Cannot stop talking and constantly prattles on about anything that crosses her mind. 29- Attracts monsters. 30- Is Death in human form.
I am Daniel Speltin, top tier waste of potential and mid tier student, all round unimportant person about town.
It's been peaceful the last two weeks, as if some omnipresent being has been too distracted to properly fuck with my life. Class numbers are still dwindling, and Sheen's stopped coming to class now too, something about a nervous breakdown. What a pussy.
I shrug, not my problem. I don't get involved in that shit. I check the clock, wondering how long Mr Oniz has been droning on about World War 3. God damn, it's only been fifteen minutes?
"Speltin!" Oniz calls out, "Pay attention!" The one unfortunate thing about most people going missing is that Oniz is starting to notice how much of a lazy shit I am in class.
Of course, Nej and his constant self narration goes unnoticed, the shit.
Oniz starts to ask me a question, too which I have no idea what the answer is, but a saving knock comes at the door. "Greg?"
Marie stands in the doorway, looking curious, "Can I borrow some boys real quick? I need some supplies moved."
Oniz nods quickly, going from pissed off to beaming smiles in moments. "Sure. Speltin, Smackton, go help Ms Gutla!"
Oh god damn it. I stand, Nej following me outside, muttering to himself about some problem he has that I don't care about, still unsure which one of his dullwitted hangers on he likes most.
Christ I hate him.
>Tell Oniz, you can handle it alone >Just ignore him >Tell Nej to shut his god damn mouth