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One generally thinks that getting larger paper to accommodate more detailed sketching would be a good thing, until you realize your pictures won't scan and you have to take photos of them and hope for the best.

This is Lillin, my Lycantrope Ranger/Martial Artist Monk/Brutal Pugilist Barbarian for Pathfinder Society. She is four feet, eleven inches, and one hundred and twenty one pounds of claws, teeth, spines, scales, hunger, and poor enunciation. Roleplaying a character with a five charisma is not easy, especially when they are a half murder demon bristling with natural weapons who goes into a murderous rage while in kung-fu stances. This I accomplish by making her short, wiry, baby-faced, greasy, and very hard to understand. Her manner of speech is perhaps best likened to a mixture of Gollum from Lord of the Rings, the possessed kid from the Exorcist, and the bounty Hunter Princess Leia was using a vox box to sound like in the beginning of Return of the Jedi. While not the most vocally abusive voice I've ever done, she sounds like she swallows more gravel than Christian Bale's Batman. Usually at the start of fights all the baddies crowd around her because she is unarmed and in light armor, later then stay because they realize that she just killed half of then in one round and if they don't kill her fast they are all going to be lunch, literally.

She has now bitten off pieces of such things as: troll, tentacle monster, zombies, ogre zombies, ghouls, and a wight. The list of things she has just eaten goes in size from pixie to sentient silverback gorilla and includes many humans inbetween. Her background is fittingly messed up. A wizard summoned a demon that killed the summoner and impregnated the summoner's daughter. The daughter hid the pregnancy and eventually abandoned the baby in the wilds where is survived by decimating the local wildlife. She eventually graduated from woodland creatures to adventurers and after eating a group or two of inexperienced Pathfinders; she got her prepubescent butt kicked by an Aasimar Paladin who offered to spare her life if she devoted her life to helping the cause of the Pathfinder's Grand Lodge. As you can imagine, she hates doing such things as trying not to kill things, taking prisoners, negotiating, wearing anything that could be considered business casual. She tends to have to do these sorts of things and generally sports that miserable look of betrayal that your cat sports when you put it in stupid looking clothing or a tub of water.

Description
One generally thinks that getting larger paper to accommodate more detailed sketching would be a good thing, until you realize your pictures won't scan and you have to take photos of them and hope for the best.

This is Lillin, my Lycantrope Ranger/Martial Artist Monk/Brutal Pugilist Barbarian for Pathfinder Society. She is four feet, eleven inches, and one hundred and twenty one pounds of claws, teeth, spines, scales, hunger, and poor enunciation. Roleplaying a character with a five charisma is not easy, especially when they are a half murder demon bristling with natural weapons who goes into a murderous rage while in kung-fu stances. This I accomplish by making her short, wiry, baby-faced, greasy, and very hard to understand. Her manner of speech is perhaps best likened to a mixture of Gollum from Lord of the Rings, the possessed kid from the Exorcist, and the bounty Hunter Princess Leia was using a vox box to sound like in the beginning of Return of the Jedi. While not the most vocally abusive voice I've ever done, she sounds like she swallows more gravel than Christian Bale's Batman. Usually at the start of fights all the baddies crowd around her because she is unarmed and in light armor, later then stay because they realize that she just killed half of then in one round and if they don't kill her fast they are all going to be lunch, literally.

She has now bitten off pieces of such things as: troll, tentacle monster, zombies, ogre zombies, ghouls, and a wight. The list of things she has just eaten goes in size from pixie to sentient silverback gorilla and includes many humans inbetween. Her background is fittingly messed up. A wizard summoned a demon that killed the summoner and impregnated the summoner's daughter. The daughter hid the pregnancy and eventually abandoned the baby in the wilds where is survived by decimating the local wildlife. She eventually graduated from woodland creatures to adventurers and after eating a group or two of inexperienced Pathfinders; she got her prepubescent butt kicked by an Aasimar Paladin who offered to spare her life if she devoted her life to helping the cause of the Pathfinder's Grand Lodge. As you can imagine, she hates doing such things as trying not to kill things, taking prisoners, negotiating, wearing anything that could be considered business casual. She tends to have to do these sorts of things and generally sports that miserable look of betrayal that your cat sports when you put it in stupid looking clothing or a tub of water.