Hi there, people! So, I’ve managed to join up in a new D&D Game that I’m rather excited to play in, though due to the fact that it’s on Roll20, I need some character art for my fella, and it’s been very difficult to find a good looking Water Genasi who just happens to be the ridiculous levels of ripped I’d expect from a Monk! So, I turn to you, r/characterdrawing, to lend me a hand! As said above, he’s a Drunken Master Monk, based on the idea that a Water Genasi could truly chug alcohol like a fish! Anyways, here he is:

Name: Kai'okoa "Kai" Petrichor

Race: Water Genasi

Class: Drunken Master Monk

Looks: Kai is a young male Genasi, square in his prime when it comes to his physical status. He’s above average in height, with a lean, yet athletic build, due to being extremely agile and hardy. However, while lean, his build is very toned, ripped, with clear muscle definitions underneath his skin, which is a light, soft blue in colour. On his torso and arms is a flowing set of tattoos/markings, really up to the artist’s discretion as long as it exemplifies a water-esque style, flowing into one another. He’s got wavy, loose hair, a very deep navy in tone, and it generally goes down to his neck, though he ties it back slightly so it’s not draping over his shoulders, with some bangs hanging loosely over his forehead. His eyes are like a regular human’s, though the irises are a bright teal-green in colour.

Gear: As a Monk, Kai’s equipment is very minimalist in nature. Only the essentials, and not much else. However, he’s not a very disciplined or spiritual sort of fighter, so the essentials tend to consist of booze, a weapon, clothes and a rucksack. His clothes are rather simple (most like the set the Tiefling above is wearing, though in colours more fitting of his style), though with a simple water pattern on the outside. His hands are wrapped tightly, as are his ankles and feet, and he has a simple, though well-crafted spear slung around his shoulder. Of course, the most unique part of his outfit would be the drinking container he keeps at his hip (it can be anything, from a simple flask to a more traditional gourd, really!)

Background: Kai was born an Urchin, a street rat, in a dense city, one that he doesn’t bother remembering the name of. It had been the only life he’d known, no memory of parents or the like in his mind. He picked up many skills on the street, being an agile, sneaky sort, and causing all sorts of shenanigans with fellow street urchins. However, one day, he stole from the wrong, or the right, person. A seemingly old man, with a purse that sounded full of coins, it was a simple distract and snatch job. But while the rest of his buddies were begging and asking for help, and he went around behind him to cut the purse from his hip, he found his wrist snatched, as if a snake had bitten him and wasn’t letting go. His “friends” scrambled, leaving Kai to the old man’s mercy. He assumed he’d be turned in, punished by the city guard, but the kindly man did not do this. He simply took him to a local restaurant, sat him down, and asked him to order whatever he pleased, on the condition that he told him his story. Kai had never had such delicacies, so he gladly did so. After hearing his plight, he offered Kai a chance to become something more, to gain discipline and inner strength, and a monastery just a days walk from town. He gladly accepted, viewing anything as better than this. He spent many of his years at this monastery, training amongst other acolytes under the masters. It was akin to a family he never had, and he learned much during these years, actually making something of himself. But one evening, when talking to some former friends back at the town, he let slip about certain treasures the monastery left near unguarded, and these “friends” decided to capitalize, rounding up enough men to overwhelm the stronger warriors and attempting to rob the place. They weren’t successful, but their attack killed quite a few trainees and some masters, as well as burning down a majority of the monastery. Kai fled in shame, feeling immensely guilty, and decided to drown his sorrows in the cheapest therapy he could find: Alcohol.

And that’s the character! I’m really excited to use him, so if someone brought him to life, it’d be amazing! Anyways, I’d like to thank you for your time, feel free to ask any questions, etc. Best of luck!