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if i ever have to render this much armor in one design sheet ever again, i will scream

Skaldova PC designs! oops all knights

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Image Description: Three images depicting the three player characters of the Skaldova campaign, Boggy Rogers, Welly Hamdam, and Zudrick respectively. Boggy Rogers is depicted as a heavyset man with a moss-trimmed coat, face hidden by a half mask and wide brimmed hat. He holds a bow in his right hand, the other held up to his face. Welly wears ornate plate mail embossed with designs of waves and oars, with a similarly decorated tabard over it. Her hands rest on the hilt of her sword, and her braid has a teal ribbon woven into it. Zudrick is hunched over, looking sideways towards the viewer. The pieces of his armor are mismatched, and marred by rust and blood. Two crows are perched on his shoulders, and one rests on his forearm.

sellswords of skaldova.

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new Emily just dropped she's a repressed catholic lesbian who squirted in her pants the first time she kissed a lady's gloved hand I'm in love with her

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character descriptions and stats we know for the skaldova mini campaign!

they’re all level 3 human fighters, meaning with the 24 rules they’ll also get two feats (from human and from background)

Boggy Rodger (Caldwell)

Battlemaster (one of his maneuvers is ambush)

Lucky feat, probably Alert (as he adds proficiency to initiative)

Boggy is a lumbering mossy mound of a man. He wears a drab green cloak, tall waxen boots, and a brown floppy hat that covers every part of his face save for his bushy black beard and piercing blue eyes.

Zudrick (Murph)

Steelhawk

Zudrick looks like a rusty dark souls knight, like a knight in dark souls that doesn’t attack you but you can tell that he’s gone mad. So, just soaked in blood in rusty armor head to toe, has his full helm on, you just see the grate— has an enormous anime sword and a giant bag full of something bloody. You see crows around him.

Welly (Emily)

Rune Knight (reflavored as the gods not giants, one of her runes is the cloud giant rune)

Welly Hamdam, a disgraced knight of the order of the oaken oar. She is rosy-cheeked and dimpled, with cherubic wisps spilling from her mousy hair that she’s braided into a halo around her head! A halo braid! She’s got an elizabethan collar, poking out from barnacle-encrusted plate mail, and a sea-green tabard embroidered with a wave and an oar and accented with river-pebbles! She’s also got a quill made from a heron feather tucked behind her ear, and a bark-bound folio, as well as a bunch of weapons strapped to her back with oak handles.

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emily axford you are the funniest person alive

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fighter lost

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was fully sitting here like hm. i actually dont know what u ship other than sb. how do i not know that? and then something wormed its way into my brain and suddenly half the prompt list was irrevocably laerryn loquatius to me so. 36 or 49?

"No one's even watching," Loquatius says, more for his own benefit than Laerryn's. He can feel her eyes on the back of his head as he paces. He stops in front of the tall gilded mirror to fix his bowtie, then continues pacing. "It's a terrible time slot, in the middle of the day. Everyone's at work, or sleeping during work, or skipping out on work to sleep with their secret lovers. No one cares about this broadcast. It's not even notable."

"Mm-hm," Laerryn says neutrally, which is kind of her. And then, less kindly for Loquatius's dearly-held delusions: "It'll probably be airing on council screens, though. The Ring of Brass doesn't often have to release a public apology."

No, they do not. It's all Patia and Zerxus's fault, really. If she hadn't talked the knight into subduing the manticore rather than killing it, then she would never have been able to bring it back to Avalir for "scientific examination." And if she hadn't done that, then the west wing of the Librarium Incantatum wouldn't currently be filled with half of Avalir's troops, trying to hunt the damn thing down and subdue it yet again. Who knew sleep spells wore off that fast?

Well, if anyone should have known, it should have been Patia Por'co, a fact which Loquatius intends on rubbing in her face the second he's off the air and his microphone is cut. For now, though, he has to say a lot of very smart words very quickly, so that none of them are in danger of losing their jobs.

"It's just a formality," he says, fixing the bowtie a third time. Laerryn sighs, from somewhere behind him. She's leaning against the dressing room table. He can hear the rhythmic click of her multitool changing form as she tosses it again and again into the air. "If they were going to fire me, they'd have done it already."

"You sound like you're trying to convince yourself."

"No, I'm succeeding at convincing myself." Loquatius tries for a cheery, confident smile. It comes out more like one of those sad comedy masks people see at the theater. "I'm very good at that, darling. You of all people should know."

Footsteps, measured and soft on the tile floor. A second later, Loquatius's stomach swoops as strong arms wrap around his waist. Laerryn presses her lips to the shell of his ear. Her eyes glint at him in the mirror. He blinks back at her, momentarily silenced.

"You're nervous," she says. "Don't be. You're the best at this. It's why we're sending you to do the apology. You'll talk rings around the talk show hosts. You always do."

"Thank you, darling," Loquatius says, and he's proud that his voice only cracks a little at the end, there. Gods, her grip is firm. Secure, and sure, and steady, like she plans on pinning him to the floor. And she really is standing so awfully close. "Your vote of confidence is appreciated."

"I'll be watching from the audience." Laerryn presses a very slow kiss to the nape of his neck, right where the nerve endings meet. A shiver spirals down Loquatius's spine, settles low into his hips. "Just try to make me laugh. Forget about the others."

"I always try to make you laugh."

"Yes," Laerryn replies. "Sometimes you even succeed at it."

"Sometimes?" Loquatius starts to say indignantly. He winds up choking halfway through the word, however, as Laerryn runs a palm along his ribs and bites intently at the curve of his throat. Not hard enough to leave a mark, but hard enough that the cold air stings when she pulls her mouth away from his pallid skin.

It really is miraculous how far away his stage fright has flown. Loquatius has never been afraid in his life, actually; forget whatever he was feeling earlier. He's pretty sure he could walk a tightrope blindfolded over Exandria right now, if she asked him to.

"Destroy them utterly," Laerryn says into his ear. She pulls away, settles back against the dresser, and flips the multitool from a screwdriver to a wrench. Her expression is controlled, casual, but Loquatius knows to look at the glint of her eye to catch a spark of amusement, waltzing with a hint of pride. It's the way she looks at her inventions, the particularly good ones, when they're working just as she planned.

He'd be happy to be one of her inventions. He's never gotten tired of being looked at by her.

"As you wish, darling," he says, and clears his throat. Her eyes stay locked on him as he leaves the dressing room, taking the steps two at a time up to the soundstage.

He imagines her gaze welding him, warming him, ruining him, piercing right through him. He doesn't mind the thought at all.

send me writing prompts!

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Transcript:

Murph: You see a giant figure attempting to push open a door. Before anything else, you recognize the giant greatsword on his back. Howl. Your mother's sword. Calder: Need a little help? Murph: Gowan turns around. Gowan: What are you doing here, Calder? Calder: Looks like you're struggling with that door. Just wanna make sure you know you can always ask for help.

Calder: What can we do for you? Command us. Gowan: With all due respect, Calder. I always thought you would've made a great ranger, but… you are not a ranger. You left. So, the most I can ask of you is to please look out for mom and dad. But, I'll talk to my rangers and I'll figure out a way to take care of this. Thank you all for everything.

Murph: He… looks away from you. Gowan: I already have help. There's nothing you can do for me.

Calder: I-- no. No. I don't wanna be protected anymore. I wanna help.

Calder: Well. You're my brother. The least you can do is let me try.

Gowan: Calder. I'm proud of you. You've gone out on your own, and you've met people who seem like great friends. And you braved the tundra, you came out, you warned us, and we appreciate that. But again. You chose not to be a ranger.

Murph: Gowan starts to walk towards you. Gowan: Alright. Can you make a hard choice here? Calder: We can make a choice together, that's what we can do. You don't have to do it yourself. Gowan: I made a deal with Alexandrite, Calder.

Calder: What are you worried about? Gowan: I'm just-- I'm worried about everyone. I don't know how Mom did it. It feels like everyone who died, died on my watch.

Gowan: She told me that she'd already snuck replicants into the village, and that she'd take out everyone one by one until I gave her the Ice Knife. She can't get in here. Havoc won't let her. And to prove it she killed my best friend, and told me if I told anyone, Mom and Dad would be next. She replaced our neighbors. Have ya talked to any of our neighbors? Because they're watching the house. They absorbed Ingrid. And then you told me she's bringing in more from the lake. She knows everything, Calder. She's everywhere. Calder: Yeah. Yeah, we might be fucked. But we can be fucked together. We can-- we can go down fighting, or you can-- or you can sacrifice yourself like some martyr. But that's not gonna help us. Gowan: If it was just sacrificing myself, I would gladly do it, Calder. But what would you do in my situation?

Murph: Calder, as you are battling with Ultrus here, it feels like the world is being pulled apart as Glen is trying to remove this helm from your head. You see like, cracks. As you look up into the sky, you see the battlefield projected. You see that Callie is missing, you have no idea where she is, and you see that Sol is bleeding out on the ground.

Gowan: Knife to Mom's throat, what would you do? Murph: And he pushes you.

Calder: Ultrus! Make a deal with me! I will let you go. I’ll let you choose your side in this war. Just… don’t let Glen hurt my friends. Ultrus: You would give up yourself? Calder: If that’s the choice you ask me to make.

Calder: I might've done the same thing. I might've done the same thing. But you have to understand that somebody coming in this thing with fresh eyes, somebody who's seen her up close, you don't know the duplicity that she's capable of. You're acting on intel that you got from Alexandrite! Gowan: The intel that I got from you was that Gregor was compromised! And that just meant I stayed around until she killed Ingrid! Calder: So she wants us not to trust each other. She wants us not to work together. She wants us fractured and weak, like this. Gowan: We are fractured and weak, Calder! She's here already! Calder: So circle up with us!

Gowan: Well, if there's one good thing about being a leader in a time like this, it's-- it's that I'm really glad I got to make you a ranger. Calder: Yeah. And… and Gowan I think we're gonna have… we're gonna have a long time together, fighting side by side. Gowan: I hope that we could be so lucky.

Calder: You are my brother, aren't you? Murph: You see the bloodlust kind of leaves Gowan's eyes, and he looks down, and he goes Gowan: Yeah. Yeah I am. Okay.

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Taako adventurezone in 2025……………..

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[ID copied from alt text: A half body digital drawing of Orym from Critical Role, set against a cloudy background with a large white moon and smaller red moon at the top behind his head. Orym, a young, muscular, Halfling man, is standing with his back to the viewer, half his face visible as he looks back over his shoulder. He is holding his sword, Seedling, across the back of his shoulders, with green-blue leafy vines tangling across his hand, as well as the bottom of Seedling and his pauldron. He has a stoic look on his face as he looks back in the direction of the viewer. End description.]

Shoutout to Orym of the Air Ashari for being The Guy of All Time and getting me out of a bout of art block. First piece of 2025 🥰

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[very clearly enamored AND elated] He fucking bit me.

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4, 8, 25, and 29 for all three tavs!

thank you jade!!! i will do this!!!!

4. If your Tav was a companion, where would they be found?

Ranala: in the grove, honestly! she's a druid herself, and if she was tadpoled and fell from the nautiloid, she'd be looking for a calm place, and a druid grove would be a welcome sight. she would be shit talking kagha and trying to get the other druids to rise up against her, though.

Havoc: hmm that depends on whether he's a tadpoled companion or not! if so, i think he'd be like lae'zel and shadowheart, and you'd meet him on the ship, punching the shit out of some imps. if he's not, you wouldn't meet him until baldur's gate itself, playing cards in a dingy bar somewhere

Juniper: she'd be harder to find! off the beaten path somewhere, either in act 1 or maybe in the forests around the creche in the mountain pass. you hear the faint sound of flute music, and can follow it to find her

8. Who are they suspicious of?

Ranala: fuckin. everyone. but especially astarion. she's the only tav i've made so far who hasn't let him bite her hahaha she does NOT trust that weirdo!!! she also doesn't trust the emperor, or raphael, or anyone who is promising an out to the tadpole problems. she'll figure this out on her own, thank you

Havoc: ooo hmm. honestly, for a self-proclaimed asshole, havoc is pretty trusting! he was absolutely not on board with ethel, though. she gave him the immediate creeps. he also doesn't like ulder at ALL, and he has a general dislike for rich people and people in positions of authority

Juniper: tragically, lae'zel, but in a specific kind of way- "suspicious" isn't exactly the word i'd use, but she's constantly afraid that lae'zel is going to leave the group behind, even after she turns against vlaakith. juniper just doesn't think she's doing a good enough job as leader, and that lae'zel will wise up and leave eventually

25. What arcana major best represents your Tav?

Ranala: the chariot

Havoc: the hanged man

Juniper: the fool

29. Does your Tav want to utilize the tadpole powers or not?

Ranala: absolutely the fuck not. she is profoundly uninterested in them, and did not use a single one.

Havoc: at first, yes, though he used fewer and fewer as things progressed! he liked the idea of more strength and more skill, and figured that if he was dealing with the tadpole anyway, he might get some use out of it. but as it became clearer what the Absolute was all about, he started to regret that decision

Juniper: she used a couple! she originally wasn't going to, but then she talked to all the companions about it, and wyll mentioned that he had some interest in them (a character choice that i laura find very interesting), and juniper, who is head over heels for wyll, took that as a sign that it was the right choice! but she was still hesitant and a little scared of it, so she didn't use many

(bg3 tav asks!!!)

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6, 14, and 30 for all three Tavs! (if you want to answer for all of them of course)

yippee thank you!!!

6. What companion are you platonically close with?

Ranala: she's closest with Wyll, i think!! she really admires him- she is, especially at the beginning of the story, learning what it means to be a good person, and Wyll shows her an example and walks alongside her

Havoc: proobably Karlach! he thinks Lae'zel is incredibly cool, but he doesn't really... hang out with her. Karlach, though- i think the two of them spar and laugh and make fun of each other and drink together and all that. they're very raucous :)

Juniper: definitely Gale :) they have an affectionate teasing thing going on (she's a sorcerer), and Juniper's backstory involves losing contact with her older brother, so Gale fills that hole that he left behind, and is a shoulder for her to lean on when she needs it <3

14. What hobbies does your Tav have?

Ranala: gardening!! she has some anger issues, and nothing helps more than just burying her hands in the dirt for a little while

Havoc: my boy dabbles in close-up magic and sleight of hand, a secret nerdy hobby that he doesn't want anyone else to know about <3

Juniper: she plays the flute! she's certainly not excellent at it, but it soothes her and helps take her mind off things. and the other party members grow to love it, too, even though she doesn't play perfectly

30. What's your favorite thing about your Tav?

Ranala: i love the contrasts in her!! she's a gnome, a tiny woman who often shifts into a giant owlbear. she loves the peace and quiet of nature, but she gets furiously angry when the people she cares about get hurt.

Havoc: definitely his character arc. he spends the story learning about responsibility, and learning what it means to be good, and learning that sometimes things will hurt, but you need to push through them anyway.

Juniper: she is my sweet sweet girl who i love so very very much, but she has to fight to hold onto her kindness! she is persuasive, and charming, and could so easily become manipulative and controlling, and it is a conscious choice every day to be better and kinder than that, even when it makes things harder

(bg3 tav asks!!)

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For the tav ask what about 26 ans 28?

thank you for asking !!! you didn't specify so i'll do all 3 main tavs haaha but short answers so this post doesn't get insane

26. What animal best represents your Tav?

Ranala: well ranala is my circle of moon druid, and she is basically constantly an owlbear. so i do think that makes sense for her!!

Havoc: havoc is a tasmanian devil. he's cute when you look at him but he's constantly itching for a fight and WILL kick some asses

Juniper: juniper is some kind of songbird! lovely and sweet and doing her best

28. Is your character the de facto leader of the party? Or do they consider someone else to be the leader?

Ranala: she definitely doesn't think of herself that way, but i think the rest of the party sees her as the leader anyway! she's a no frills kind of person, and when things need to get done, she just starts doing them, and the rest of the party naturally follows behind her

Havoc: absolutely not. he doesn't trust himself to lead, and he also doesn't want to. i think Lae'zel is the leader of his party!

Juniper: by later in the game, yes! i think some of the companions see her as too soft to lead, at first, but they eventually realize that her steady moral compass is essential, and she really does have their best interests at her. and she's always trying to guide the rest of them into the people they could be <3

(bg3 tav questions!!)

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Baldur's Gate 3 Character Development Questions:

1: Where in the Faerûn is your Tav from?

2: What is your character's alignment?

3: Race and subclass?

4: If your Tav was a companion, where would they be found?

5: Dark Urge or no?

6: What companion are you platonically close with?

7: Romantically close with?

8: Who are they suspicious of?

9: Is your Tav from Baldur's Gate? Why are they travelling there?

10: Are they proficient in playing any instruments?

11: Weapon of choice?

12: What is their orientation?

13: What are their thoughts on killing? Is it a necessary evil or do they enjoy it?

14: What hobbies does your Tav have?

15: What NPC's do they like? Which one's do they dislike?

16: Do they have a favorite creature in the Faerûn?

17: Do they enjoy life as an adventurer?

18: What would your Tav be doing if they weren't kidnapped on the Nautiloid?

19: How do you think they'll meet they're end?

20: Would they destroy the elder brain or control it?

21: What is your Tav's favorite spell?

22: What languages is your character fluent in?

23: What do they do after the absolute crisis?

24: Does your character believe in the afterlife?

25: What arcana major best represents your Tav?

26: What animal best represents your Tav?

27: What was their life like before the events of BG3?"

28: Is your character the de facto leader of the party? Or do they consider someone else to be the leader?

29: Does your Tav want to utilize the tadpole powers or not?

30: What's your favorite thing about your Tav?

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personally i love when people find my ocs hot

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Calamity really was completely on another level. I wish I could go back and experience it for the first time. I wish I could re-experience “Patia, are you weakest, do you feel, at the elbow or the shoulder?” “Because I didn’t do anything WRONG!” “You solve the mystery of who your children were.” “I am the last dragon of Avalir, and you will do as I command.” “My best.”

Fuck, man.