Heather Waite

Digital Artist, Dungeon Master, Genasi Wildfire Druid, Critter, Stacker, INTJ

[Heather Waite @HeatherWaite8]

As soon as @matthewmercer began describing the underground river, I knew I had to paint it. #CriticalRole #criticalrolefanart

[Heather Waite @HeatherWaite8]

In the sewers beneath the ruined city of Drakkenheim, the adventurers encounter an animated shard of delirium. #maysketchaday Day 25

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Inscribed on one of seven stones, “Zworva iinath dohn a shaha. Na zworah dohn a thohon qii a sho'qronosh.” #maysketchaday Day 23

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The captain and crew are killed at sea. Now the Sea Strider belongs to the adventurers. If only someone knew how to sail. #maysketchaday Day 22

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Did you follow the pipes? Deep in the heart of the dungeon, a strange machine pulses with energy. #maysketchaday Day 21

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The subterranean realm of the Underdark is a sprawling network of caverns and tunnels. The walls are covered with fungi that glimmer with bioluminescence. The scrape of burrowing creatures and the chitter of giant spiders echo in the labyrinthine cave. #maysketchaday Day 20

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The desert of Qroshír is a vast expanse of golden dunes that capture all the colors of the setting sun. The ever-shifting sands conceal both ancient treasures and formidable guardians. #maysketchaday Day 19

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Umbra is a foreboding realm shrouded in perpetual darkness. The eerie, gothic landscape is dominated by nocturnal creatures who inhabit the twisted forests and crumbling castles. #maysketchaday Day 18

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The enchanted harp seems to hum with a timeless melody; its strings, untouched by time, can weave powerful spells and evoke emotions long buried. It remains to this day in the long abandoned bard’s college. #maysketchaday Day 17

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The moment of possibility. Every facet is ablaze with chance, every number starts a different path, and every side tells a story. #maysketchaday Day 16

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In Aquilon, druid circles are represented by a circle of standing stones. This one is the Circle of Dreams. When activated, it forms a portal to the Dream Realm. maysketchaday Day 15

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Follow the pipes to uncover the secret that lies at the heart of the dungeon. #maysketchaday Day 14

[Heather Waite @HeatherWaite8]

The lair of the amethyst dragon is located on a secluded coast where sunlight filters through jagged crystals that pierce the sea. #maysketchaday Day 13

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Isolated deep within the forest lies a sanctuary for the arcane where a wizard studies ancient knowledge and untangles the mysteries of the weave. #maysketchaday Day 12

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Legend tells of the Bloody Banshee, a ghost ship with blood-red sails, captained by a spectral banshee, the sails filled with the screams of a thousand victims. #maysketchaday Day 11

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Just a small hamlet on the way to somewhere else where the inn offers respite from the perils of the road. #maysketchaday Day 10

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The potion of ice contains glacier water from a white dragon's lair. Consuming the elixir grants the power to petrify victims with just a breath, transforming them into icy remnants of their former selves. Or maybe it turns the drinker into ice. I forget. #maysketchaday Day 9

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The decaying frame of the shipwreck is hauntingly still. The absence of marine life is unsettling. An eerie green light pulsates ominously from within the bowels of the ruined vessel, casting eerie shadows that dance with malevolent intent. #maysketchaday Day 8

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A lone adventurer forges a path through the Ice-crowned Heights of Isk'verlym. #maysketchaday Day 7

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Before the first light of dawn breaks, a lone bullywug strolls along the murky water's edge, its low croak echoing through the swamp. #maysketchaday Day 6

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In the Shrouded Forest of southern Lurghoth, towering fungi loom overhead. The ground is damp and spongy, and glowing spores burst in the air. #maysketchaday Day 5