L5R is an old problematic fave of mine.

Hida Gong is a character I played in a campaign years ago and I still enjoy drawing her.

She's probably the shortest of the huge women I've played...but she's still like well over 6' and towers over basically everyone.

In April the rain started coming down heavy and relentless for an extended period of time. From the north and up surrounding the Great Lakes the wind became an endless stormfall of rolling cloudy hills, and water was now hammering the surface of the Earth, washing away mud and soil until only rock remained. Along Michigan and eastern Wisconsin the rains came and refused to leave. And the rivers flooded and the water overflowed into every spot of forest and marshland and deadfall, and the fog became so thick so as to feel suffocating. In the dead of the nineteenth night of April the storm became thunder and the unending clouds went alight with electricity and it struck the earth like knives ten thousand times. Around Lake Michigan the dirt roads running up and down bunkhouses and bungalows and vacation homes owned by rich white men were all cleaved, carved, and chopped up into rough loamy pieces at the bottom of sinkholes. And the pickup trucks and four-by-four vans and Ford Broncos sunk and sunk and sunk into the planet, and the satellite dishes and cable towers and power lines quivered and then fell, too, in the face of a sky's worth of river. And from much further east than Detroit came cold air from New England, which had traveled all the way from the Atlantic Ocean to reach the middle of North America, and which layered and flitted between warm and cold air from the North so as to make a blanket of turbulence that eventually formed into a storm so great and endless that it deserved a name. In the northern states by the ocean this was Hurricane Emily, but Michigan does not get hurricanes; here she was a formless and abstract flood the size of the universe.

30 minute caggy