Daily Sketch (x2): Flustered Frost and Expectations


Some random D&D stuff tonight. The second is a quick scrap of an all-too-common occurrence in Morb's campaigns. Team mates always get so indignant whenever he keeps avoiding swarms of enemies instead of throwing himself at them head-on, conveniently forgetting that he's squishy, scrawny-ass healer with a strength score in the negatives.

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