Jouste the Drawbarian here #artvsartist2020 and needed to update with my more recent action of breaking through 100 characters.

Day 26 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Dice"! The table was softened by years of rot and spilt ale. I brought the knucklebones from my own sheep that I grew up with as a young herder. Suspicion quickly grew along with my purse of silver and I knew it was time to leave this reeking tavern.

Day 25 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Moth"! The lazy oil wick sputtered into life. That's when the moths fluttered out of the dark and into view for the warmth and light. first a few, then a dozen more. It was after the first hundred I began to hear what terrible things they were saying.

Day 24 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Miasma"! The driverless cart slumped over the cobblestones with a drooling and cackling ass at the head. Piles of rags and other discarded objects were towered high in the rotting box, creating a terrible cloud from which there was absolutely no escape.

Day 23 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Map"! A flip of a coin and these scrawled papers can lead the group to riches or death! Passed along a long line of treasure hunters, the pages make no noise when rustled and faintly glow an eerie green when under a full moon. Take care cartographers!

Day 22 of #MÖRKTOBER with "poison"! A profession most foul! Able to dial in death or incapacitate before an important battle, the poisoner's ability to scramble the humors and toil the guts certainly has its place in this blasted world. Plenty of toxic mushrooms for the brew!

Rambuckle! This tunnel-visioned trampler has equipped 6 rings of the ram as well as an enchanted belt of The Ram-domizer! The Running Headbutt may be his only move, but a big part of that is his helmet makes the wearer only care about ramming and things related to ramming. #0663

Day 21 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Walls"! Mounds of mud and bone make up massive defenses. Stitchmouth Guards patrol along the top with dripping crossbows and hunting spears. No one has passed these walls for so long that there are rumors that the city within no longer even exists.

Day 20 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Crab"! A giant clawed fiend ambushes the bodyguard! Chitinous appendages fueled more by magics than muscles, separates a head from body with a terrible snap! "Crab!" is all that's managed to be shouted out by the party. But the thing was only claws.

Day 19 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Demon"! It appeared through a clamoring of bells and horns that seemed to split apart my head. It offered two closed fists and I knew I was to pick only one as my prize. I chose with a shaking digit as the thing's fingers unfurled. Only dust and sand.

Day 18 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Hollow"! A sinister grinding of metal on stone as a shambling set of haunted plate springs to un-life! Where do I loose my arrow? My caltrops hibernate as this horrific steel floats over my quickly laid obstructions. not an eye to target, I am done.

Day 17 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Bird"! That blasted bird landed right on the captain's helmet! It squawked out 2 caws and we thought it very a strange curiosity. Sure enough we should have taken heed at the brutal omen because a mere 2 days later the man cast himself off the cliffs.

Day 16 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Ship"! The bow of that horrible ship is lashed with bones. The sail reeks of blood and the grinning figurehead seems to snap at the wind to force a favored change. No crew on the wretched deck, but still it turns towards our miserable seaside village.

Day 15 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Fiber"! Crunching into a starchy tuber gives me the sturdiness I require for a day filled with dangers! O' the snap of vegetation betwixt my fang and my moaning gullet receiving the subterranean treat, masterfully masticated into a mouthwatering morsel!

Day 14 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Frail"! My mail has never felt heavier, something that I ate? That stew was far too rich for a sparse place like this and tasted suspicious. Maybe it was that wicked spider bite that never seems to heal? I did also knock over that strange statue...

Day 13 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Relic"! Clambering around in a golden chalice is the unmistakable Tooth of the Rotten Cardinal! The only thing left from that abhorrent creature, this totem reinforces omen and ritual as long as it never spills from its vessel! Keep a steady hand!

Day 12 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Pyre"! Lashed to lumber and soaked with grease burns brightly against the pitch darkness. Only a payment this great is enough to appease the Thing in the Field and keep our wretched village from starving through this unending blight. Such sweet ritual!

Day 11 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Ear"! Large and terrible goblin ears pick up the slightest sound, leading these wretches to their doomed prey. Filthy fangs and mud caked claws seek out and find unfortunate travelers and inflict upon them a curse most foul! The terrible transformation!

Day 10 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Arrow"! This bow can only be fired once before dissolving into rancid sludge and smoke. The arrow can strike anyone that it has seen with it's dripping eye, and never misses! Be sure who you want skewered when unleashing this horrible ammunition.

Day 9 of #MÖRKTOBER with "Flag"! The banner of the Blackened Sky is carried by the sturdiest of followers. Bringing some defense along with attack value, this grim guardian of the flag knows only to march and to never let the greasy tattered cloth ever touch the frozen ground.

The Oversquire! The most powerful squire ever to attend is here! Able to squire a full squadron of knights, the Oversquire delivers immaculate armor and shining weapons with perfect timing! With squiring at that level, even the most disastrous knights can become champions! #0622