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I made this model for the Wacom Heroes and Villains Contest.
The rusty blade ripped through the arid air with brutal efficiency. Aanuuv quickly raised his blackwood staff, more by instinct than rational though, parrying the skeleton’s savage blow. The other three grave guardians scraped their pitted scimitars across the sandstone as they charged him, filling the air with sparks. He had expected some traps, sure – but a pressure plate that releases skeletons from hidden alcoves? Positively quaint. Moments ago, he had still been marveling at the bulging treasure chests ahead – most of them already open, displaying their glittering contents: precious gems of various sizes and ample amounts of golden coins, some of which had spilled onto the ground. It’d be a shame to falter so close to his goal, deep beneath the Calim desert.
He sidestepped another swing from the animated bones, nearly tripping over his own backpack. Gripping his staff tighter in his left hand, he muttered an incantation that manifested a whip of icy water in his right.
That spell was by far the most useful aspect of the curse that had twisted his delicate elven form into… this. Turns out that ancient turtles lairing in time-forsaken grottos don’t care about any sort of apologies. Lighting a campfire on its back had been affront enough for it to unleash its wrath at Aanuuv – even as he hurriedly fled even deeper into the grotto, his only way out cut off by the thrashing reptile. There he had hidden, slowly coming to terms with his new from, soft and squishy as it was. Faced with a decision between skulking the shadows until he died and embracing his wanderlust, the latter won out. His water and ice aspected spells had had their power increased tenfold – and he sure as Tiamat’s scaly backside wouldn’t waste such a gift. Or curse. Whichever.
Aanuuv drew back his arm, screaming another spell at the skeletons as the whip lashed out. Those treasures would be his!
The rusty blade ripped through the arid air with brutal efficiency. Aanuuv quickly raised his blackwood staff, more by instinct than rational though, parrying the skeleton’s savage blow. The other three grave guardians scraped their pitted scimitars across the sandstone as they charged him, filling the air with sparks. He had expected some traps, sure – but a pressure plate that releases skeletons from hidden alcoves? Positively quaint. Moments ago, he had still been marveling at the bulging treasure chests ahead – most of them already open, displaying their glittering contents: precious gems of various sizes and ample amounts of golden coins, some of which had spilled onto the ground. It’d be a shame to falter so close to his goal, deep beneath the Calim desert.
He sidestepped another swing from the animated bones, nearly tripping over his own backpack. Gripping his staff tighter in his left hand, he muttered an incantation that manifested a whip of icy water in his right.
That spell was by far the most useful aspect of the curse that had twisted his delicate elven form into… this. Turns out that ancient turtles lairing in time-forsaken grottos don’t care about any sort of apologies. Lighting a campfire on its back had been affront enough for it to unleash its wrath at Aanuuv – even as he hurriedly fled even deeper into the grotto, his only way out cut off by the thrashing reptile. There he had hidden, slowly coming to terms with his new from, soft and squishy as it was. Faced with a decision between skulking the shadows until he died and embracing his wanderlust, the latter won out. His water and ice aspected spells had had their power increased tenfold – and he sure as Tiamat’s scaly backside wouldn’t waste such a gift. Or curse. Whichever.
Aanuuv drew back his arm, screaming another spell at the skeletons as the whip lashed out. Those treasures would be his!
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