#𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ⟫ synnove willowlight

[starwrittenfates]

@dulcetfanged continued from HERE!

Synnove listened quietly, giving her a empathetic look before nodding, realizing it was her turn. The elven bard sat down, pulling out her lyre and strumming a small tune. It was a habit she did when even thinking about her own father. It was something that helped calm the raging storm within. "My father is a magistrate in Baldur's Gate, and he has a habit of not letting me forget it. I don't think anything I ever do will make him happy or see me as something more. He doesn't even think of me as a daughter... only as a transaction---a burden--- to sell off to a noble lord in an arranged marriage."

A harsh tune sounded from the lyre and she stopped, trying to put a smile back on her face to hide the pain. "I'm guessing from your story that vampire's aren't so welcoming towards their own children?" She wouldn't know. This was her first time being around vampires...as far as she knew.

[sungiftedbard]

@albinoxherbalist continued from HERE!

Realizing she was a human, Synnove hesitated at first. After all, her kind were often mistreated by theirs. That was why it was best to stay inside the safety of the walls of Dol Blathanna, but she never listened. She wanted to venture outside the walls and see the world for herself in order to better understand the life of a Bard.

Having come across someone in need, she followed her instincts, wanting to help them the best she could, even if this person happened to be human. So far they weren't attacking her, so that was a plus, but would it be a ruse? Who was to say she wouldn't be the next to be attacked?

There she went though, not listening again. "Are you sure you're okay? What attacked you?" However, she was ready for a fight, carrying not only a lyre on her back along with some belongings, but a sword too and her own magical abilities.

[starwrittenfates]

His words hit her like an arrow to the core of her being, and not in the good way. It was more like a wake up call trying to make her see the reality of the situation and snap some sense into her. For so long she had tried to do everything to make her father happy even though she knew he had seen her as nothing more than a burden. All she wanted was to matter--- to be valuable instead of worthless --- but had been looking for it in the wrong place without realizing she was already enough to begin with.

"You're right, Astarion. He is my father and he was supposed to protect me and take care of me instead of trying to get rid of me and treat me like I didn't matter. I change my mind. I'm going to make him pay."

Neither of them deserved what they had to endure from their monsters.

Complicated. Still her father. Astarion scoffs at her attempt to convince herself that her father loves her. That she should love him. "Family doesn't mean anything if they're willing to sell you off, darling." Perhaps it is far too harsh but surely she realizes her father shouldn't be forgiven simply because he is her father? He deserves everything that is coming to him, cruel or not.

But it is not his place to tell her how to deal with her abuser. Instead, he swallows back the protests. "Well, if you change your mind..." The silent offer hangs in the air. "Until then, we'll find a way to get 'justice'." Whatever in the hells that means.

"Focusing on those problems won't make yours go away, dear. But....very well."

[starwrittenfates]

@albinoxherbalist continued from HERE!

"I was making my way to the village up ahead. I'm trying to look for work---or at least anyone who is willing to take me." Outside the walls of Dol Blathanna was proving to be a different type of world entirely. Not many were welcome to elves, even elves who wanted to be bard's. At this point, Synnove was used to getting harsh laughs back in her face.

"Even as a herbalist, I'd consider it an important role in society." Synnove would even say they were healers in their own rights. Even a good mage or sage would need to use herbs for certain things, so it was important to have someone to trade with for ingredients.

"I'm glad to have met someone kind on this journey so far. Sometimes I think I should have listened to my teacher and stayed put in Dol Blathanna."

[starwrittenfates]

@wanderingwolfwitcher continued from HERE!

At his comment about the fools in the tavern, a small and amused smile snuck onto her face. It just seemed there were some people who would never learn, that was for sure.

She quietly listened to his story about the monsters he was hunting, intrigued by it. While she had luckily never come across any of these monsters in her life, she had heard about them, and wanted to learn all she could in order to defend herself, but also for natural curiosity's sake. She was just a simple elven bard trying to make her way in the world and learn more about it. All she had ever known as Dol Blathanna and whatever her teacher would tell her.

"Well, it's a good thing we have you Witcher's now, isn't it? Honestly, we should be more grateful to you instead of hurling insults at you or trying to run you out of town. It must not be easy doing what you do. After all, you're risking your lives to keep asses like them safe. I'm glad to at least be among the few in the good crowd." And then, an idea hit her. Oh, it was a grand and crazy idea, but a good one nonetheless. "Hmmm...I have an idea for you. Would it be okay if I write songs about you, Eskel? I'm just a mere bardess from Dol Blathanna trying to make my way in the music world. It's been a bit rough, you can probably imagine why since most others aren't so welcoming towards my people, but if we were to join forces, I think we could make an excellent team! And then you won't have to spend your days resting in a forest. What do you say?"

[sungiftedbard]

@mythic-trio said: "What's your name? I might have heard of you." (from Spyro)

Pointed ears perk up at the comment. If someone had heard her name or recognized her, does that mean she has finally made it as a well known bardess? Oh...that would be the dream indeed! But then again, it could be the opposite--- someone, like her father, trying to find her return her back home so she can get married to some lord.

Jokes on him though, that isn't happening.

"Synnove. Synnove Willowlight. And, who if I may ask, are you?"

[sungiftedbard]

@ofluckandmagic continued from HERE!

Despite the attempts to hide it, she can see right through it. The exhaustion is evident in his voice, but there is also the look of pain flickering in his eyes. "I can tell. But I can't help but feel there is something more to this too. How can I help?"

They had only been in the Underdark for a short time and Synnove already didn't like being here. It wasn't because of all the battles they had been finding themselves in. That was ordinary at this point. It was because of how dark and lifeless it felt down here. She couldn't wait to get out of here and be in the sunlight and fresh air again. "Are you getting sick of the Underdark just as much as I am?" she asks jokingly.

[starwrittenfates]

@talescfshadows continued from HERE

Synnove had never considered herself to be chaotic. After all, she had always done what her father said and followed orders---at least until a certain point when she started realizing that no matter what she did, he would never be happy with her. She would only ever be something he wanted to discard, not his daughter.

So what if she started breaking his rules, acting in a way that a lady of her 'high standing' shouldn't be? Granted, Synnove should have realized that running away was only the start of it all, but being around Astarion, he was helping her realize how chaotic she truly could be.

At his words, she nods, giving a mischievous smile. "The easiest way to start this and get them off our back is simple---tell them false information they've said about each other." As a bard, she had seen her fair share of bar fights and learned exactly how to light the match. "Watch this." She walked over to one of the men, using her persuasion, and next thing she knew, he started making his way to one of the others, confronting them, only for a fight to start breaking out.

[starwrittenfates]

「 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 ─ All. OCs & Crossovers are welcomed. 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞 ─ Synnove Willowlight (Tav OC) 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 ─ Baldur's Gate 3 」

The High Elf Bard could tell something was weighing on her companions mind. Grabbing her lyre, Synnove couldn't help but start strumming some light tunes, taking a seat next to them and offering kindness as she always did. "If you need a shoulder to lean on or someone to listen, I'm here."

Even if she had other concerns, like the tadpole in her head threatening to steal her identity, she couldn't help but extend a helping hand to those in need.

[starwrittenfates]

"You make a valid point." Looking around at the ruins that was Baldur's Gate, the people in the streets that had survived the attack would probably already be taking the steps to start rebuilding the city to what it once was. It's just how it went. It was quite inspirational.

The Elfsong Tavern had either managed to remain standing or received some damage, so there went one of their previous camping options. Synnove then breathed in deeply. "How about we just...try to make the most of the moment then?"

She supposed this is where they would start making their separate ways after everything. The upper city had taken the most damage, so there was no way Synnove was returning home, even if she had gained her father's inheritance after his death. "Will you be going with Gale back to Waterdeep after this or just traveling around?"

What she could be, what she would be. What she should be. Repentant. That's what she should be. Giving herself to whatever cause would ease the lives of those hurt by her actions, by Bhaal's, by the Absolute's. Families torn apart, towns raised, sacrifices made...

Gale. He deserved to be happy, unlike herself. If he wanted to see her happy, then perhaps she should act it. She was good at acting, wasn't she? Playing parts, manipulating people--- at least when she put her mind to it. It would be interesting to manipulate someone into believing she was happy for their own benefit.

A soft smile formed, organic enough at the thought of the wizard. "Gale wouldn't. He'd probably offer to run off somewhere, if he thought I wasn't happy here." Would she be anywhere? "Where would we even party? Half the city's in ruin."

[starwrittenfates]

@fereldensheroes continued from HERE!

Golden eyes went a bit wide when he mentioned Astarion being a vampire. Not that she didn't already know that bit. It was mostly the fact he knew it when she had promised to keep it a secret in order to keep him safe. Perhaps he had told him or something else? There was something about Adam that sent a chill down her spine, but she wasn't sure on what it was yet.

Either way, she was going to give him the benefit of the doubt and trust her instincts on thinking there is more to him. "The more company, the better I say. When you say you don't keep people around too often, is that because you don't feel much of anything?"

[starwrittenfates]

@bloodofmygrandfather continued from HERE!

Synnove grimaced, recalling the experience pretty vividly, and wishing she couldn't. "Well..." she pointed at one of her golden eyes. "Here to be exact. It isn't a pleasant feeling when it starts squirming it's way in." The bardess then made a face, shaking her head with disgust.

Deciding it was best to change the subject, she motioned for him to follow, starting to lead the way back to the campsite. A change of scenery was most needed. "Come on. We aren't too far from camp. I think you could do with a drink, some food, and maybe rest." That wound to the back of his head had looked pretty bad.

[sungiftedbard]

From Alix (@ofluckandmagic)

Don’t mind me jumping to fill this out lol

"Three in a row! Impressive!"

And she's not too entirely surprised considering she had felt some sort of connection with her fellow bard and it only continued to grow the more she got to know Alix.

She might just be falling deeper for him now after this. 👀

[starwrittenfates]

Synnove watches him carefully. It's not going unnoticed how his fingers tighten around the dagger he has. It wasn't her intention to make him feel that way. "Sorry...just trying to be careful. I was also a prisoner on that ship. And those little worm things are tadpoles that are going to turn us into...those creatures. I don't know how to get them out of our heads, but perhaps we can tag together? Find someone who knows how to cure us."

The best chance was sticking together as far as she was concerned. Realizing her manners, the bard put away her lyre, and held out her hand towards him with a smile. "My name is Synnove."

@starwrittenfates sent: “I just want to know what happened.” (From Synnove)

" GODS, I've told you already! " Astarion snapped. " I was a prisoner on that damn ship; those monsters put a...worm thing in my eye, and then the ship crashed. That's all I know. " His fingers tighten around the dagger at his belt as he eyes the woman warily.

" NOW, unless you know how to get this thing out my head, then I really need to be on my way and find someone who does. "

[sungiftedbard]

@dulcetfanged said: "You've done more for me in the past few days than my father's done in my entire life." /// Daddy Issues Sentences, Vol. 3

She can sense a story incoming--- and an all too familiar one at that. She knows what it's like to have a father who may seem so perfect on the surface, but isn't anywhere near to winning 'the greatest father of all Faerûn' award. The words hit the elven bard to her core, making her falter a little, before turning towards her with a sad look. "I'm guessing you have issues with your father too? Glad to see I'm not alone, but yet, I wish you didn't have to experience it too. Care to talk about it?"

[sungiftedbard]

@wanderingwolfwitcher continued from HERE!

Taverns had become a norm for Synnove since leaving home and following her calling as a bard. It was different from the life of elegance she had lived as a noble, but she wouldn't trade it for the world. Entertaining people and bringing a smile to their face, along with inspiring joy, was the job she chose. But sometimes, there were patrons that just wanted to be nasty and suck the joy out of everyone else that taught her to prepare for a fight anywhere she went too.

When the monster hunter invited her over to join him, she accepted the invitation, sitting down next to him, placing her lyre on her back. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Eskel. I am Synnove--- Synnove Willowlight." Golden eyes study him before taking coin out of her bag and gesturing towards the barkeep. "I know what brings me here--- to keep these fools tame," she said, motioning over to the ones who had been hurling insults earlier, "but what about you? What monster are you after?"

She could do with a good story. After all, bard's always loved to hear them and tell them.