The Harrow Bag

A bag for the Harrow Deck of Many Things

...is usually found wrapped in cloth or velvet and hidden away...

What an interesting little find. A simple velvet sack containing cards. Do we draw a card and see what it says, mweeeehehehehehehehehehehehehe!

The Harrow deck needed a bag, and so I set out to make one. But that bag looked too new, it needs to look withered, and used. Something that an old forest witch would have rattling around in her dusty old sack, battered and worn.

I deliberately made some stitches just slightly crooked or off just to give it an unsettling appearance *cackle*

...I'm a good witch!!!

Red velvetlike cloth and a tiny sewing kit A stitched line of threading
The completed bag and some of the tarot cards A scraggly old stump where the witch draws cards
But we must patina the bag, give it a good hue. Let's take it back to the creepy swamp where we must drown it in the blood of the earth *cackle*

Deadened trees

Rotting stumps

Spiders and snails

And humming bees

Oh what rot

Oh what rot

Oh what rot

There is to see

A scraggly old swamp Dead and... unbelievably creepy trees
More of the mire
Now drown bag, drown in the swamp! And then we will leave you to dry, wrinkled and lost. Let all of the flavours, all of the colours and depths of the swamp seep into its core.

It was cold and rainy the next day, while you shivered beside an open window.

Now drown bag, drown again! Beaten about the forest floor, and drowned again, into the muck!

A blackened sludge we will take home, for you to rot in overnight.

ROT! ROT IN THE MIRE!

And now dry again. Let every pore, every fiber soak it in. Rotted and dried, you are. From filth to sand, from muck to mire, you are stained and worn.

A beautiful colour you have been given, a gift from the swamp.

Completed June 22, 2021

A bag drowned in muck The cold and wet bag Drown again, into the mire!
A bag of blackened sludge for it to rot in overnight A link to a secret page!Rotted and dried, you are. A bit of colour you have taken, rotten and drowned one. Yet two shades darker have you become.
And what have we found here, adventurer, a wish card! No, seriously, try to play this on your DM, say that you found a literal wish card out in the wild. Zebeth, Harrow Bag (inside of Stuff, then Random), and a wish card was placed here, in this far away place. The card was literally placed here, chosen deliberately by me, Kabutroid, the owner of the deck. So yes, I deliberately placed a wish card here. Please let the PC have it :D
The bag placed against a granite prairie rock The bag and her cards. The pouch being held. The cards are just loose inside the bag now, their new home.

The bag knotted closed.

Just a cool kinda shot of the bag, mainly to fill in the bottom-right corner there. The bag is laying in grass, and the photo is taken from directly on top of it. It gives the illustion of grass pointing directly at you, with the bag laying in the middle. Kinda cool. The grass is nice, pleasant, green, some dead underbrush beneath. Late spring. Just a kinda cool shot.



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Please click "swamp seep" thing above for disclaimer!