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[dirthara-an]

"A raven with strange, green eyes has been watching me. Even as my dreams change, it remains. If I try to lure it closer it flies away, but then returns when I stop trying. What does it want?" >dream

@dalishflame sought Dirthamen's wisdom in a dream

The gentle whispers of the shifting wind - audible, yet in this dream not felt - almost sounded like a chuckle.

"Not every friend is made, by grasping and tightly embracing them, Da'len", the voice sounds amused, almost patronizing. The winds shift once more and reveal the sight of a Dalish hunter, the hood pulled deep over the face, revealing naught but a faint smile on thin lips. The bow is not strung, hanging dormant over the elf's shoulder. He is not here to hunt. He rests on the soft mossy forest floor, back leisurely leaned against a gnarly old Oak.

"What does it want, but to watch? To observe your person and exist in the periphery of your presence, is - to some - the truest form of companionship."

A faint caw interrupts the silence of the forest. A raven - not the one discussed, but a different one with burning red eyes - is sitting up on a high branch, eyeing the two people below intensely.

"Sometimes", the hunter begins anew, as he briefly glances at the raven, "all we can do is to allow the presence of those, who do not dare approach. And then - maybe - with time and patience, a new friend is made."

The fluttering of wings is heard, as the raven jumps from the tree and gently glides downward along the ghostly wind, until - at last - it lands on the hunter's outstretched arm.

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Dirthamen's Wisdom - Open

I'm still too busy to write elaborate roleplay scenes, but I miss my grumpy old god. So, here's my compromise.

Send me asks with questions from your muses. These can be:

Questions from your muse directly to Souveri/Dirthamen, if we have already an established roleplay canon. In that case, start your ask with ">canon"

Questions, that your muse would ask, when praying at a temple/shrine of Dirthamen. In that case, start your ask with ">temple"

Questions your muse mulls over in their dreams, that the fade-trapped god might have wandered into. In that case, start your ask with ">dream"

And The God of Secrets will share his wisdom with your muse.

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Send “It’s you. You keep appearing in my nightmares.” for my muses reaction.

Tips: Muses not necessarily has to know each other. You muse can stop in their tracks, after recognising a stranger in the street.

Also, my muse can be not only the one haunting yours in the nightmares, but also the one saving them from the horrors of the dream. Or maybe they are just a figure who appears in every dream, but only observes your muse? Or maybe your muse’s nightmares involve someone hurting my muse?

Explore the possibilities.

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Dalish Legends: “Dirthamen taught the people love and trust for their families.”

Dirthamen: Used to be so antisocial and shy as a child, that he completely relied on his twin brother to do all the talking and interacting.

Dirthamen: Passive-aggressively invented the Varterral to deal with the terror, Mythal’s dragons spread among the people.

Dirthamen: Repeatedly avoids family gatherings, because he gets annoyed by everyone’s petty fights.

Dirthamen: Refuses to join either Mythal’s fight against Falon’Din, or take Falon’Din’s side in the battle, because he can’t deal well with open conflict.

Dirthamen: Secretly supports Fen’Harel’s rebellion-efforts, without even him knowing, because he agrees that his family is unsuited for being good rulers, but doesn’t want to be the one, who said that out loud.

Dirthamen: Develops a compulsive adoption habit, after getting imprisoned, because his own family was a shitfest.

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Dirthamen: Reclines in a pile of pillows, sipping from his fifth glass of red wine. “It’s important to love your family, kids.”

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@kjsupernova

"If at least you would bring me a bear, instead!"

It appears the god of secrets has given in to his fate of being buried in mewling balls of fur. Doesn't stop him from complaining, though.

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@marauderswolf22

"Who are you people and how did you even find my temple!?" Confiscating booping kittens left and right, Dirthamen's ravens still can't prevent yet another boop from lading on their master's nose.

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@potterpan

"Will-! You-! Stop-! That's it! I am taking this cat now! Since you clearly do not know how to handle it with care!"

With his nose looking positively abused, Dirthamen is cradling the confused ball of fur to his chest. One must wonder, whom he truly is trying to protect this way.

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@miss--river

"Where do you children even find all these cats!?" As disgruntlement turns into bewilderment, the god of wisdom got booped again.

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@fawndollie

"Yes? What do you need of m- no!"

It's a good thing, this god is not allergic to cats, just to pranks.

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"Good grief, put the poor cat down! I don't-!" And he got booped again, quite possibly looking even more disgruntled than the poor kitten, who's paws have been misused for this petty prank.

@eritvita

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-Sees an unfamiliar device appear- "Huh? What is this now?" -presses a button- -instantly gets booped in the face by cat paws- "Dear me! Cease this nonsense at once!"

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BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!

I'm working on a huge comic project over on my patreon right now. The new comic will probably start releasing early summer 2024 on tumblr and about 2 months later on my public platforms (including @meiilansnotebook ). The story will be based in the world lore of youlongtongzhi and feature many of the already established characters, as well as characters of friends, who helped me develop the original world lore, in completely revamped designs.

In the video, you can see a few first concept sketches for some of the important characters, that are already posted on my patreon. While I'm still working on my ongoing fan-comic, I will keep posting WIPs, concept sketches and BTS information on patreon. I might even sprinkle in some exclusive mini-comics about some of the characters' backstories.

If you want to follow along on the creative journey towards the final comic release, you subscribe to my patreon here (18+ only).

Please note that I am pausing billing on patreon between December 1st and December 31st, 2023. In that time, it's not possible to sign up as a new patron. So, if you want to enjoy the full December for free, you have to sign up before November 30th, 2023.

I would appreciate it if you could share this post with your friends, or on your blogs. It's my first big comic project, entirely made with my own lore and characters. So, I really hope, it can find the people, who would enjoy accompanying me along the journey. (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

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⚠ ATTENTION!!

Lately there has been an increase of a new anon thing. Someone sends blogs something random, apparently mostly nsfw or the like, tagging someone else's blog in those asks. THE TAGGED BLOG IS NOT THE ONE SENDING THESE ASKS! This someone is just using their URL for whatever reason.

So instead of blocking or even harassing the URL named in the ask, block and report the anon!

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ooc;

Every day, I open up the internet and I learn of yet another fas/cist eu/genics (censored, because I don't want these buzzwords to attract the wrong kinda people) pseudo-science that has been reinvented by social media as a new quirky trend, or worse even touted as some "ancient Chinese mystery recovered".

Listen kids, I too read tarot and am vastly fascinated with astrology. So, take it from someone, who does see value of interest in some pseudoscientific endeavors: If you see a tiktok filter, that claims it can make guesses on your personality based on your facial features or gods forbid some person on social media trying to tell you, that they can "read your face" like some Bravo magazine personality test... close the app! Run the other way and do it fast!

That's physiognomy. It's not "face reading". It's not a quirky new personality test trend. It's most definitely not some rediscovered ancient mystery. It's straight-up physiognomy, a pseudoscience reinvented since Ancient Greece, over and over again and made popular in the modern times first in the 1700 in Europe and later on used as a justification for slavery and mass genocide during the Era of colonization and later even the Third Re/ich.

Regardless, whether the source is a friend, a friend's friend or someone, who otherwise usually seems to say quite a lot of reasonable things: Whenever you read or hear how certain personality traits, mental illnesses, states of mental development (including mental age) are attributed to physical traits of a person (e.g. small people being child-coded) call it for the bullshit it is and educate these people on the harmful still far-reaching influence of eug/enics in the modern world.

There is no, literally none at all, connection between physiology and personality/education/mental development, that is scientifically proven. Period.

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"You know... the fancy, curled tails on actias dubernardi serve no aerodynamic purpose. If anything, they even hinder the moth in its flight. Some theories suggest, however, that they do still serve a survival purpose. They are useful to deflect the echo-location of bats, their natural predators. So, these mesmerizing beautiful accessories essentially serve to distract those, who want them harm."

The old god carefully adjusted the cuffs of his sleeves.

"It is well and good to keep a low profile, d'alen. But in some instances, being flashy is more effective to avoid being truly seen."

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Ask-Call: Dirthamen's visions

I really wanna roleplay this muse again, but I don't have the time and focus for long threads at the moment. So, I came up with this idea instead:

Your muse gets sent a vision by the God of Wisdom, Secrets and Scholarly Pursuits Dirthamen, the dying star, the twin soul of Death himself.

Maybe, they had a little too much to drink that night, or maybe exhaustion of their trying day past finally caught up to them. Either way, your muse falls into a slumber so deep, not even loud noises around them, could wake them.

As soon, as they fall asleep, their consciousness gets caught in a dream, like a dry leaf getting picked up by a gust of wind, tumbling this way and that, until eventually they come upon a fork in a road. The path towards the left leads into foggy unknown and the path towards the right leads into vague mysteriousness and the path behind is long forgotten.

In the middle of that fork stands a tree, tall, thick and gnarly. It might have been a blossoming cherry-tree once, but no leaves, nor blossoms adorned the dark branches now. Branches, amongst which two ravens sit: One black with angry red eyes and one white with alert blue eyes. At the foot of the tree sits a man; an elf dressed in shimmering silks of midnight blue and dusk purple. He seems tall and willowy, his face handsome in an ageless way. Yet his eyes seem to look at you from a life that can only be measured in centuries.

"It's been so long, since last someone came to me in this way. I thought, the rites had long since been forgotten.... Very well then. Since, you find me in a curious mood, you may ask me. You have one question, da'len. So better make it worthwhile."

Send me an ask with 🪶and the one question, you muse would ask the god of wisdom and secrets, if they were sent such a vision.