Another DnD character from another campaign I'm in.
Over 200 years old, Samson is a Dwarf past his prime. Spending his younger years as a Travelling bard interested only in wine, women and gaudy fashions has left him a shadow of his former self. While he wouldn't consider himself "frail", there's no denying the aches and pains he feels when sleeping rough and he has recently taken to carrying a stout walking cane. However, after finding himself embroiled in a plot with some unsavoury characters with intrigue and danger around every corner, he still spends time and spell slots every day to ensure his extravagant clothes are perfectly cleaned and pressed. His deepest fear is not for the actions of his criminally insane partners, but rather that someone will point out the unfortunate male-pattern-baldness that has caused his chin to shed hair at an alarming rate these past few years.
Originally intended to be a flamboyant swordsdwarf on the front lines, his habit of rolling minimum Hitpoints every level has sent him back as a highly theatrical supporting spell-caster and moral compass for the party. Artistically, I once again wanted to draw some interesting facial hair and the typical unruly dwarven beard wasn't going to cut it.
Paint Tool Sai - With references