Alchos Ohme

Born an Air Genasi, Alchos is slim and muscular, his body reflecting his birth element.  His hair is white with a blue streak down the right side (over his right eye).  His hair is cut short on the sides, but drawn back into a shoulder-length tail on the top. It is constantly tousled and in motion.  His face is thin and angular.  Since being transformed into a Storm Genasi by the gods, his skin is a dark blue and he has lines of lighter, almost glowing, blue running down his face, over his neck and chest, and out to his limbs, echoing a bolt of lightning.

 He wears dark colored leathers, made of up of a series of midnight blues and purples.  The armor has many layers, with overlapping sections at his waist, shoulders, elbows, and wrists.  Depending on situation, he can appear to have a tank-top-style shirt, with shoulders and upper arms exposed.  He often covers this lowest layer with a white tunic.  Often, he wears spaulders that also cover his upper arms.  These other layers are often layered beneath a leather jacket.  He has a deep hood that attaches to his various armors via snaps.  He carries a rapier on his left hip, a shortsword on his right hip, and two daggers at the small of his back.

Alchos regularly wears a smirk or smile.  He often hides directly in plain site, using his his abilities as a people person to blend into crowds, join parties, and position living obstacles in front of pursuers.  He moves with a definite swagger, bordering on arrogance, but he genuinely cares for people, especially the other Genasi in the community of his birth.

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Inspiration pictures:

Hair




















Found this on a "hairstyles for men" website, couldn't find the original.

Skin

Original here (not sure who made the edit).

Standard Armor (in dark blues and purples)

Original here.

Swords



Found on Medieval Collectibles.

Dress Uniform (in colors similar to Alchos' standard uniform, with white on the shoulders, dark purple trim, blue on the torso, dark blue pants, and Alchos' standard uniform boots.  Shoulder trim would be rounded instead of pointed, with similar changes at wrists. No crown and different hair, obviously.)



King Harrow from The Dragon Prince.

Dress Uniform Scarf (but in white)



Found on Celtic Fusion Design's Etsy store.

Alchos' service emblems



The not so great art (and handwriting) should tell you I made this

Commissioned from Ioana Muresan.

 
From WarchiefSteph.







Official art via KedasDnD

Mini made in Hero Forge. (Some details, like szuldar, missing.)
 

After a tough week...

It's not a frequent thing that I post here, lately.  Just too busy, or unfocused, or just more enthusiastic about other places (oh hey, live tweeted RP sessions).  It doesn't really matter, because this is meant to be for me to share with whomever reads.

Anyway.

This week was a rough one for me.  My wife and I  have known she was pregnant for a little over a month (maybe six weeks?).  We told the first few people about a month ago, but not all of our family members know yet (so, uh, hey, if you know them, don't go telling or posting on facebook, please, the surprise is coming at the end of the month).  I've been pretty excited.

So this last weekend was rough.  It started with bleeding on Thursday, and an ER visit.  I didn't know what was going on for several hours and some of the things that were said made me very afraid of a miscarriage.  We stayed in the ER until 4 am, when we were sure it wasn't a miscarriage and that it was something bladder related.  But neither of us had slept and she could barely move.  I had to give up going to my game night, which I had been looking forward to, but she needed me in a way that pretty much never happens.

Instead of getting better from there, it got worse.  More blood.  Blood clots.  Increasing pain.  We ended up back in the ER on Sunday.  They talked around the C-word.  And in the ER and hours to follow, the doctors screwed up, causing secondary bladder injuries.  Leaving her in screaming agony (which I'd seen maybe once before this) for 9 hours until a doctor came in, recognized that we'd been asking help and not getting it for all that time, and yelled at everyone while finally helping her.  The baby was healthy, but she was put into real jeopardy.  We finally got out of the hospital on Tuesday, many tests later, with a relatively clean bill of health, still three of us rather than two.

For a while, I had thought a dream that I'd had since I was a pre-teen was dying.

Most of my childhood dreams have died.  I thought I'd be a paleontologist.  That died by the time I was five, when everyone in my class laughed at the idea, and convinced me that I shouldn't even consider it.  Knee surgery killed my dream of being a professional athlete, which may or may not have been possible, but wasn't ready to die.  The built up social awkwardness destroyed the confidence that would have carried me to being an actor.  My dream of writing may not be dead, but it isn't flourishing.  I've found a job and I like it, but it isn't those dreams.

But I'd always wanted, hoped, dreamed of being a parent.  It's the one dream I've managed to not lose or feel hopeless about.

It's going to mean sacrifice.  I understand that.  I'm already planning ahead.  Telling people I may have to cut back on how often I game in person in September (the baby is due in mid-October).  Planning contingencies for if the baby needs me during the weekend of Blizzcon (which I still want to commit to).  I have to be ready to spend money on a kid rather than myself.  I'm also trying new ways to get in shape.  Changing my diet.  Purging sugar.  Trying to be not just a father, but a father that can keep up.  Trying to do it differently than it was done for me.  It's bittersweet, giving things up, hoping it is temporary but not really knowing.

But I'll try anything to keep chasing this dream.  The dream it looks like maybe I'll catch.

Wrak quick hit description

Trying to quickly sum up Wrak's appearance so that I can share it easily from memory.  The goal is to get each set of relevant details boiled down to a sentence or two that is easy for me to recall quickly so I can incorporate it into descriptions of actions, or in my visualization of scenes.

• Wrak is 6'8", tall even for a Dragonborn, but only weighs 270lbs, making him lean despite his strength.
• His scales are the color of aged silver, not shiny and reflective, but definitely metallic.
• Like his draconic ancestors, Wrak bears a bullet-shaped snout, the upper half of which ends in an beak.  Small, almost goatee-like, fins jut from the very tip.
• Wrak's "hair" (aka dragonborn head "tentacles") is shaped like a mohawk down the center of his head from brow to the base of his skull.
• Wrak wears two leather pauldrons strapped to paired bandoleer style sword belts across his chest.  The right-hand pauldron displays his tribe and clan crests and is lined with polar animal fur.
• The Rimebite Tribe's crest is a beaked dragonskull.
• The Odeyar Clan's crest is a curved longsword and straight spear crossed, points down.
• Wrak wears a black leather kilt with a number of pouches and pockets.
• Wrak goes barefoot out of choice, especially in warmer climates.
• The weapons Wrak carries match the weapons from the Odeyar crest.

 

made on Hero Forge (that sword is way too thick, but it was the best I could manage at the time.)

 From Baldur's Gate 3

 

 

Crest, snout, and chin based on the Silver Dragon from 5E DND Monster Manual