#🏹|| shadowheart

[thcdoomed]

"That's the second time you've saved my life, and I won't forget it."

Assorted Media Sentences, Vol. 8 || accepting [🏹]

|| @lunarrepel

Dronia took a moment to assess what just happened. She had acted without much thought, tackling the cleric to the floor before the spell could hit her. Her reflexes had been much more sharp in the last few nights since her curse finally manifested here in the Shadow Cursed lands. Shadowheart seemed okay, she might be a bit tender in a few minutes, but nothing a healing potion couldn't fix.

"Let's not keep score on that. I didn't want to see you scorched" She replied, straightening her back and letting her eyes adjust to her new dark vision. It was weird how different everything felt, now. "Just tell me you're alright. I fear we've only just entered the thick of it." Things were getting infinitely more dangerous and she wasn't going to let anyone die on her watch.

[thcdoomed]

The only thing Dronia wasn't open about was her recent tragedy and grief that set her on the path to Baldur's Gate. Everything else about her was an open book. What was there to tell? She was a huntress who sold spider parts to spellcasters and a skilled guide through the dangerous terrains of the Spiderhaunt Wood and the Desertmouth Mountains. She did not yet know what terrible secret lurked beneath her skin held back only by the elixir she drank every night. There was a slightly off-putting aura about her, it was her eyes, they belonged to a predator.

"You get used to it. Too many people on the hunt is a liability. It was usually just myself and my father out there. And eventually, just myself after he passed." In the hunt, no one else in the village was as skilled as the Fairbourne family. Those who were good hunters stuck with more normal prey, deer, elk, and boar. And they certainly stayed away from the Spiderhaunt. Dronia was always a firm believer and doing the right thing, no matter how much anyone else protested, the good one does could always reflect back on them one day. For the most part, though, she had no disagreements with Shadowheart.

And while some things about Shadowheart had raised some suspicions in the archer, she was agreeable most times and did her part in the group. So long as she continued to do so, they wouldn't have any problems. Shar worship be damned, Shadowheart was a valuable part of the group. She couldn't even pretend to understand the significance of the artifact the woman carried.

"I would assume that's the first part of Baldur's Gate you enter? As I said, I never made it past Rivington." That part had been quaint, still more populated than Winterdale, and much busier, but it was manageable. She imagined the city would be far more bustling and perhaps overwhelming at first to her. Given her proclivity toward more wooded areas and sparsely populated towns.

Dronia shook her head. "I didn't get much of a chance to get to know them. We had only been on the road for under two tenday. They weren't the most sociable." A bit of a lie, she was the one who wasn't talking. The grief was so raw in the moment that she had periods where she was practically staring off into space. She may as well have been non-responsive in those moments.

The explanation seemed sound but there still seemed to be something ... underlying here. Long dark hunts in the woods was not overtly suspicious but it was something she seemed to add to her invisible note column on Dronia. The firelight between them cast this sharp amber glow in her companion's pupils, dancing through them. Mesmerising ... in a way that told Shadowheart there was more than meets the eye.

"Sounds a bit lonely, but like I mentioned, I'm all too content with you doing the talking, so you having that extra skill on hand helps out," Shadowheart commented. They still seemed to be on the same page regarding most things, though sometimes she'd argue against taking too much time out of their own business in assisting others, but that point she could argue until the cows came home.

So far she had been open with Dronia but she knew there was some suspicion surrounding herself, not just from their leader but also from the rest of the camp as well, especially Lae'zel. Having a Githyanki artifact that she had to lose all of her infiltration group for was ... suspicious.

"In the lower city," Shadowheart said as if that clarified. A flash of memory, something that hadn't been voluntarily locked away. A group of four acolytes running with Shadowheart in front towards an unseeming house across the river, smallest and fastest, the artifact clutched in her hand while two Githyanki fighters were in hot pursuit, commands thrown their way in angry voices, a call to yield ... surrender or face death. But Mother Superior had said there was no surrendering. Face death if you must.

"I'm sorry to hear you lost the other members of the caravan," Shadowheart spoke sincerely. " ... Were you close with any of them?"

[hcadlesshuntcr]

A hard day in camp when Eirnin finds out all of his companion's titles aren't actually their names. Wtf do you mean ur last name isn't "of Waterdeep"

[ohwolfling]

History will say that these gals were dear pals 🌕🌑

Baldur's Gate 3 🏹💜 Florence & Shadowheart

[wilde-rpg-gaming]

My Sera print came and I love it! She will have her spot next to Shadowheart (BG3) on my shelf as soon as I find a frame for her. 🏹

[darkvlagor]

When I feel angry or mischievous, I like staring at dark, violent, vibrant, weird art. Most of the time, I find happiness in fantasy.

But when I feel sad and depressed, I like staring at something beautiful. Thank you @ichimakesart @mioree @mooreaux @iingezo @annazees @nodensart @melqinnee Your art makes me smile through those sad days 💜

[gnarpkurt]

F/O & self insert list & tags. // bold = current main(s). — italics = uncomfortable/selective abt sharing. — anniversaries now included! :]

romantics.

#🦈🔥 — sharky boshaw. // far cry 5. // 02 . 01 . 24 #🌿🕊 — faith seed. // far cry 5. // 02 . 01 . 24 #🩹🫀 — deputy staci pratt. // far cry 5. // 09 . 01 . 24

#🐅🏝 — vaas montenegro. // far cry 3. // 23 . 03 . 24

#🦂🌹 — valeria garza. // call of duty: modern warfare ii. // ?? . 12 . 2023 #👑🖤 — könig. // call of duty. // 19 . 09 . 2024

#💜🎲 — eduardo "lalo" salamanca. // better call saul. // 20 . 04 . 2024 #🏜🪓 — marco & leonel salamanca. // breaking bad.

#🐑⛪️ — aziraphale. // good omens. // 05 . 09 . 2024 #🐍🍒 — crowley. // good omens. // 05 . 09 . 2024

#🥩🍷 — hannibal lecter. // nbc hannibal. // 21 . 06 . 2024

#🦴�� — dagur the deranged. // how to train your dragon. // 17 . 09 . 2024

#🧢🍸 — danielle stopframe. // moral orel. // ?? . 12 . 2023

queerplatonics.

#💙✒️ — john seed. // far cry 5. // 21 . 06 . 24

#🕰🐕 — will graham. // nbc hannibal. // 30 . 06 . 24

#🖥🧬 — allied mastercomputer. // i have no mouth and i must scream. // 17 . 05 . 2024

platonics.

#🐗💥 — hurk drubman jr. // far cry 5. #🏹🕷 — jess black. // far cry 5

#📌💸 — ignacio "nacho" varga. // better call saul.

#🍇☔️ — kieran. // pokémon scarlet/violet.

familials.

#🍎🛖 — ethan seed. // far cry new dawn. // son.

#⚜️♦️ — diego castillo. // far cry 6. // son.

#🏠🩺 — gregory house. // house m.d. // father figure. #🩻❤️‍🩹 — james wilson. // house m.d. // father figure by proxy.

crushes/potential f/os.

#×× — leshy. // cult of the lamb.

#×× — dark enchantress cookie. // cookie run kingdom. #×× — tarte tatin cookie. // cookie run kingdom.

#×× — alvie. // house m.d.

#×× — alexander lemtov. // eurovision song contest: the story of fire saga. // no, i do NOT support eurovision.

#×× — wyll. // baldur's gate 3. #×× — shadowheart. // baldur's gate 3.

#×× — ruffnut. // how to train your dragon.

self inserts.

#🏡🧸 — benjamin house. // house m.d.

#🌼🪖 — canary. // call of duty.

#🐏🧶 — deputy cain "rook" bishop. // far cry 5.

#💽⚡️ — harold pylon. // better call saul & breaking bad.

#🌾🍵 — hickory. // baldur's gate 3.

#🛼🪼 — poprocks. // pokémon scarlet/violet.

#🦑📜 — rayner bell. // how to train your dragon.

#🪶🍊 — wolfram wren. // nbc hannibal.

[galaxymagick]

bg3 playthrough🏹

my lovely ranger (1 rogue 1 wizard - might change) tav draven is out with: his love, astarion, bestie shadowheart, and wyll. gale went back to camp for some ... alone time.. we’re on the trail of the hag, and missing child, and just walking from the beach to the barracks and to the blushing mermaid

I’m laughing at the banter with wyll there, the teasing, grossing wyll out, and just plain making fun of him. also, not shadowheart and astarion ever so flirting with each other, him teasing her about who'd he bite when asked who he'd feed on if he had free rein, her making out she doesn't care by his response .. like don't mind me, go ahead you two.

there’s a few more but it wouldn’t fit in a 10min video

(i'm so proud of myself being able to somewhat remember where i'm going esp essentially walking backwards from my perspective)

not me running when hearing from those magic users in front of sorcerous sundries ... they're so louuuddd. I may have to make some more of the loud ones disappear. i need a option to reduce npc banter separately from companion as some of them are too loud

I’ve been making an effort to take wyll out more, well i say more that's a lie this is the first time he's been out with us this play through 😭 even tho his approval is at exceptional lol howwww. I just haven’t really warmed up to him. I don’t hate him I’m just eh about him, still.

its not as smooth framed as some, and it can drop from time to time, but to say my gtx 1050 (2gb) i5-9400F 32gb ram (was 8gb) is definitely old, it's held up well

i had it at lower settings before but since i upgraded from 8 to 32gb this year it helped. i'm able to play and that's all that matters to me.

[hawkepockets]

BG3 CHARACTER PAGE

Jove they/any 🌩️ blue dragonborn 🌩️ paladin 🌩️ guild artisan

🌩️ multiclass: bard

Jove’s Oath of Ancients is a sacred commitment to affirm life, foster joy, be excellent to each other, and PARTY ON, DUDES!! A literally sworn optimist, they can come across as risk-happy, blasé, even callous in their dismissal of danger and negativity, but it’s also easy to get swept up in their huge dragonborn muscles and +9 rizz modifier and believe them when they say it’ll all be okay.

They used to be a gifted artisan, but don’t talk about their career or how it ended. Now they’re a paladin errant, wielding their giant glaive and ferocious positivity against the agents of despair. After losing an eye, breaking their wrist and their oath, Jove’s optimism has grown back harder and more gnarled than before, and they tend to defer to their companions for major decisions, not trusting their own judgment anymore.

Romancing Shadowheart Lae’zel. Best friends with Gale. Healer tank.

My first solo playthrough PC, abandoned at Moonrise Towers (for now).

TAG: #oc: jove

Estis she/her 🌞 gold dwarf 🌞 dream guardian

Ritika Estis was the master metallurgist who taught Jove to work with molten materials, despite their misgivings about being a blue dragonborn without fire breath or resistance. She passed away some years ago in Baldur’s Gate, but Jove’s dream guardian takes her form—whether as a cheap ploy to gain Jove’s trust, or as a genuine echo of their old mentor, they can’t be sure.

Auntie she/her ◾️ githyanki ▪️wild magic barbarian◾️ The Dark Urge

▪️ multiclass: storm sorcerer

This gith knows nothing about her life before the nautiloid, but since Lae’zel addressed her (and mocked her) like an elder relative she answers to “Auntie.” Lonely, curious, reactive. Center of a Venn diagram between “cigarette mom” and “Frankenstein’s monster.” Looks and fights like a gith, but lacks any cultural context or instincts that would make her feel like one.

Romancing Gale & Minthara.

Second playthrough, the only one I’ve completed.

TAGS: #oc: auntie, #ellie’s fucked up playthrough

Deadeye & Singer she/her 🏹 human 🏹 rogue/ranger she/her 🪕 halfling 🪕 bard

Auntie’s 2 hirelings. Deadeye was a young hunter, blinded in an accident and then given her sight back by a True Soul… just so she could watch her entire village burn, then have—her killers thought—her eyes put out and closed forever. Singer was a halfling traveling apothecary, killed for refusing to tend to Absolutists and sing for them after the massacre.

Though both women’s presences are cold and diminished and they can only speak with Withers’s vocabulary, traces of their personality remain. Deadeye was playful once, and still has the light step, deft hand, and trace of a wicked smile to prove it. Astarion swears he’s heard her coo and giggle faintly while playing with Scratch at night, long after the party’s living members are asleep. Singer was stern, matronly, and humorless with others, her face only relaxing when she was absorbed in her herbcraft or music making. Auntie gifted her Lihala’s lute, though it hurts to see a bard outlined against the campfire again, quietly picking out the notes of “The Power,” just feet away from the shadow of Alfira’s bloodstain.

Auntie doesn’t know she is a Bhaalspawn, but she feels instinctively that it’s her duty to care for murdered bodies and souls. She knows the names these revanants bore in life (Maddala and Brenna), but doesn’t use them, out of respect for these women’s vengeful echoes being different from the women themselves, and she’s as protective of them as she is of her “real” companions.

Terpsichore 🐏 she/her 🐏 satyr 🐏 rogue

She sings! She dances! She rams you with her horns!

Like Shadowheart, Terpsichore is on a holy mission for her patron goddess, armed only with her wits, blades, and the memories that her enclave—her Selûnite enclave—considered necessary for her to complete the task she’s been set: a pilgrimage to Moonrise Towers to assassinate an agent of Shar.

One second, she was crossing the Tower’s threshold (or windowsill, in the adept rogue’s case)—the next that she knew, she was being sealed in a pod aboard the nautiloid for processing. Failed. Abandoned. Godless. For now. If she doesn’t salvage this.

Terpsichore was told she’d know her target on sight, but she can’t be sure it isn’t Shadowheart—after all, while wrestling for the chance to kill each other they saw flashes of their own memories in each other’s minds, and Terpsichore feels… a lot… when she lays eyes on this particular enemy. ;-)

Romance: 3 guesses

TAG: #oc: terpsichore

[thcdoomed]

❝ feel like i should laugh but i’m just too godsdamned tired. ❞

baldur's gate 3 starters (part 2) || accepting [🗡️]

|| @nerimoi

It seemed the gods really did have it out for the lot of them, didn't it? Couldn't catch a single break or have time to catch their breath. It wasn't the usual down on one's luck kind of deal, it felt exponentially unbalanced and favored against them. Dronia simply shook her head at the cleric's statement, leaning back against the stone beam in the tower.

"Bashaba's bad breath..."

She pulled a piece of jerky from her pack, tearing it in half, and offering the other half to Shadowheart. "I don't know what we did to piss off Tymora, but it feels like we are certainly not in her graces by any means."

[hcadlesshuntcr]

I always choose well :)

[thcdoomed]

She said nothing at first, eyes downcast as her mind wandered to what would happen if she lost control due to hunger. How dangerous she would be, how primal that hunger felt in her mind. There was still so much that she left unsaid, not wanting to worry the others. They had enough to worry about.

The archer was still getting used to how her senses changed since her dhampirism manifested. Though they were certainly loud enough to hear with even her former senses, everything now felt so sharp. Like she was almost in the room with them. Not one floor above them. Eyes flinched as she tried not to focus on other conversations, let alone on the heartbeats of staggered volumes around her.

"What are you—" she winced when Shadowheart broke skin with her dagger, the scent of sweet copper immediately hitting her nostrils as they flared out in response. How terrible it was, to know that even the smallest amount of blood could trigger her senses so easily. She worried, how bad would it be once they make it to Baldur's Gate? And yet her eyes would not leave the blood as it dripped slowly into the vial, her entire world focused on the sight for just a moment.

Until Shadowheart spoke again. "This, at least, will feel a little more normal. No more weird than taking a shot of spirits." But her voice felt detached, she didn't want to think of how much better it would be straight from the vein. "You haven't told the others about the other night, in your tent?" Would they even have to hide what they were doing now if she had? Perhaps it was a stupid question, but her apprehension about admitting weakness, and given how she treated Astarion when he first revealed his nature, it didn't feel right to talk about it. At least things with Astarion were better now, water, or more like blood under the bridge, at this point. Dronia shook her head. "No, no, I've learned that one, recently." She said, taking the proffered vial. "Let me just..." she focused, a green light enveloping her hand as she touched Shadowheart's injured hand.

"It would be, yes. Just a temporary reprieve for what you're going through," Shadowheart agreed, not being one to mince words, and it would do nothing to sate her bloodthirst in the long run. It would just be an attempt to have her tread carefully, which almost seemed cruel to do to someone who was starving.

The rest of their companions were spread out. She could distinctly hear Lae'zel and Karlach talking and opening barrels and crates in the room upstairs, discussing what they were finding and Lae'zel's sharp tone coming in occasionally to explain her perspective on looting in general, the items they found. It gave time for them to speak more frankly and not have to whisper about what they were talking about.

Shadowheart took out a small healing potion, one of the ones they weren't really using anymore now that her spells and their arsenal grew a bit more mature. She emptied it of all the pinkish-red contents on the brickwork and then took out a dagger to twist and needle two punctures into the palm of her hand. A few droplets of blood before she quickly covered the mouth of the vial she had just emptied. It's a slow drip, well ... slow enough for conversation to continue.

"I'm sure it's nothing like straight from the vein ... but it should be something to tide you over, keep your wits about you, I think, until we do that again. Something that's a little more conspicuous too because of the bottle it's in," said Shadowheart, entirely too casual for a conversation about bloodletting. She waited until it was almost full before securing the topper and holding it between her hands after healing the wounds on her hand. It glowed a bright red, the liquid inside feeling quite warm as she handed it over. "Here ... you mind casting a lesser restoration spell on me before we leave this place? I can teach it to you if you need."

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[wyllzel]

different origin companion endings I've now seen after 3 playthroughs 👀 (bg3 epilogue spoilers!)

ASTARION

Romanced - "Leader of the Spawn in the Underdark"

Adventurer of dubious morals 😎🏹 (x2)

GALE

Professor Gale Dekarios of the Illusion School at Blackstaff Academy 🤓 (x2)

Romanced - Rebuilder of Baldur's Gate

KARLACH

Returned to Avernus with Wyll (x2)

LAE'ZEL

Head of the githyanki revolution against Vlaakith (x2)

Remained in Faerûn, hunting down Vlaakith's Sword Coast strongholds

SHADOWHEART

Selûnite, let go of parents and adventuring on her own

Selûnite, saved her parents and lives with them on a farm (?)

Chosen of Shar, the new Mother Superior

WYLL

Returned to Avernus with Karlach (still pacted to Mizora) (x2)

Romanced - Grand Duke of Baldur's Gate (unpacted)

[hcadlesshuntcr]

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[thcdoomed]

"Not quite either day or night."

💀🩸SLEEP TOKEN LYRICS -- ROLEPLAY PROMPTS || accepting [🗡️]

|| @nerimoi

Dronia followed Shadowheart's gaze to the blackened skies above them. Having entered these lands from the Underdark, it was hard to tell what time of day it truly was, or night. It... disturbed her. So much of her ability to track and forage and hunt had depended on sun, star, and moon positions, and now... there was nothing to guide her. Everything here felt lost, coated in an obscene darkness, unnatural and unforgiving. "No, it really isn't."

She turned to face Shadowheart, the light from her torch being the only thing keeping them safe from the Shadow Curse. "I'm curious, as a follower of Shar, how does darkness like this make you feel?" She couldn't just assume they all felt the same unease that she did in this unnatural absence of light.