Caleb Widogast, Nott the Brave, and Frumpkin.
I seriously need to figure out how the hell to draw people. Given I am a person it shouldn’t be this hard to work out, like, how shoulders work, or where the butt goes.
Anyway. Aside from the big obvious gap where the human goes I’m liking this so far.
Little detail of Nott:
I’m doodling heraldry again…
(Also it’s for D&D again.)
Board with Life‘s Adventures in the New World campaign is coming to a close and the next campaign is XP Academy. A Harry Potter-esque school for heroes.
Of course, I couldn’t resist thinking about school arms, crest, and motto.
Update: I’ve put together a cleaner version (not including the supporters yet):
And the original sketch:
The arms were obvious. Four quarters (like our four Hogwarts houses) but for the four core classes: Fighter, Wizard, Cleric, and Rogue. Sword, wand, hand and daggers to represent each.
For the motto I wanted something a bit clever. After dancing around a riff on hic sunt dracones for a while (and a brief dalliance with an XP/expecto patronum something or other) I got it: Solve for XP.
It riffs on ‘solve for x’ as a common maths question, has a sense of school patriotism (‘solve puzzles and challenges for XP Academy’), and literally describes what the characters will do. (Then Google translated into Latin cos, you know.)
For our crest we have a Dragon emerging from a Dungeon (for hopefully obvious reasons).
And for our supporters we have a Beaver and an Owl. The Owl represents knowledge, learning, wisdom. The Beaver represents hard-work, and reflects the story from medieval bestiaries where beavers would bite off their own testes to escape hunters (heroes: know when to run!). It was also an excuse to draw a heraldic beaver. They’re pretty weird.
Who knows if this is anywhere near what Donald had in mind! Luckily I won’t have to wait long to find out.
In the meantime I’ll maybe work this up from idle doodle to something a bit cleaner (that mantling needs work for sure). Update: I did!
Witch’s-friend, claws clutching
cold flesh. No more golden
balls to fetch or falls for
fair maidens this jade-prince.
Her mirror, still, murmurs;
mouse-bane in dreams, house-tame
she lies. A lap-lion,
loathe to win her dinner.
Edit: I made a change to lines 3 and 4 after Dr Jackson Crawford pointed out I had ‘for’ as a stress syllable in line 4.
I absolutely adore this:
This second set is the real Arcimboldo stuff:
I want actual books of this. If someone tells me where to throw my money to make this happen I will throw my money there.