Showing posts with label RPG Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RPG Art. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Peace Passes Into Oblivion


One final act of worship, of supplication, and of worship; one final act of glory and wonder, one final act before the great passing into the great yonder; one final act before you lose all that is - peace passes into oblivion ...

From A Dark Place






















Fear what you don't know, what you cannot know - fear what you call up, and its wrath, and its savagery, and all its desire to wreak evil in the world of man. Fear what you unleash, and what you may not chain up again ....

Monday, May 28, 2012

Mountain Shark Rider














He is truly self suficient: vehicle, weapons and fuel, food and libation, and a few bony trophies, are all a man really needs ....


Quicker Than He Looks

They may scatter, but he is quicker than he looks, and has an awfully long reach as well. Maybe he just wants to make friends .......


Monday, February 27, 2012

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Wivre - ACAD 21

This creature has only one real weakness - can you guess what it is?


Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Lord of the Dead

Prophet of Eagles, Prophet of Waves

Subjugator

Creature of Fire


Technologies and magics unknown to us have quieted the molten mass, but to turn your back is to risk annilihation.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Cleaving Black Waters

This illustration was done for Palladium books, and shows the rising of an owl-headed monster and his attendant lords, lords of death and darkness. This  was fun fun to do, for obvious reasons, and because I could play with clouds and water in the same image.

Dreams of the Dark One

There is no refuge iin the forest
or in the town -
his malevolance spreads across the land
like a black ooze.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Beautiful Zombie

She has so recently been turned she still remembers
her humanity.
But not for long ...

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

The Nameless

He is left to guard a city where no-one lives,
or ever will live again.
Yet his vigilance will not decrese in the slightest ...

Ancestral Mystic

From the past marched the heroes of a forgotten time,
ready yet again to face the horrors of my own.

The Rising of Death

Be careful of what rises 
 for it may not be put down!