Meet Leonard.
Leonard is a badass. He smokes something that gives off green smoke. He has a katana named Agnar. He hunts monsters.
He is also completely alone (apart from the monsters).
Leonard wanders a bleak, derelict land. The only signs of anything other than him and the monsters having been there are The Engines - colossal metal ruins that stretch so far into the sky they blend into it. They are places he absolutely does not want to go.
But Leonard has no choice. Because on top of being alone, and not really knowing who or what or why he is - he is also not in full control of his movements.
You are.
Well, you are if you own the social token $LENRD, which you get by collecting Leonard art or creating your own fan art &/or lore.
Leonard is a web3 project created by me, Griff. He is a character (a very important character) in a sprawling story universe of my invention. But how he moves through that universe, and how his place in the great scheme of things is discovered, is entirely down to the holders of $LENRD.
The token gets you into the gated Discord community where you take part in a Choose Your Own Adventure game, directing his movements and controlling his fate. And not only that - there will be further perks to obtaining and using $LENRD. And different ways to earn it. Fan art, fan lore and so much more.
Just don't get him killed. He doesn't like that.
He likes to say GM.
He’s already gone a long way. You’ll need to catch up…
LEONARD I /// Who am I? I'm Leonard. You can take your Knights of the Auric Coast, your Ookami (aka Leiko's Lapdogs), your 3Moons UltraF***s with their shiny new HeadGear (they look f***ing stupid) - even your blessed Endling (overhyped, imho) and throw them all into The Mourning Sea for all I give a f***. I'd take 'em all. 'Cause my name's Leonard & I kill monsters. Outside of that, I don't give a f***.
LEONARD II /// F***ing K’wathlegonx. AKA - a Tree B*st*rd. I don’t even remember how this started. I just know I’m in deep sh*t. I’ve started to black out on stuff like this. I wake up either in the doo-doo or in the aftermath, a blurry place between dreams and waking. Muscles ache, wounds sting - I think I’m real enough. But I know I shouldn’t be here, and I’m not sure which here is real. Agnar slices as much as it can, but I’m not even sure this time there will be an aftermath. Anyway, who f***ing cares? Onwards.
LEONARD III /// I smoke the K'wathlegonx root because it slows my heart so I can focus. It fills my lungs and head with calm. It stops my dreams from drowning me.
SUBMIT FAN ART OR LORE
SUBMIT FAN ART OR LORE
Creating a piece of Fan Art or writing some Lore can earn you $LENRD - which gets you in the game & you can tell him what to do*
Entries that receive $LENRD will be voted on by holders.
To submit, email it in using the button below.
In the email, include the name of the piece & your twitter handle if you got one.
Have fun!
*it’s dangerous, he doesn’t like it, but… he has to. So you should be safe. Hopefully.