#Astele Keene

[adharaphoenix]

uncropped 🔞 unorthodox use of magical vines version: bsky / imgbash

[samcadoodles]

I'm like super late but I HAD to do this meme for them

[point-maitimo]

« The Guild always needs knife-hands, and you won't ever go hungry in my employ. »

Gorgeous Nine-Fingers Keene! Commission work. I was so glad to draw her again <3

[moghedien]

some of you might think that the random children's toys in Nine Fingers Keene's high security vault are some things sentimental and deeply personal to her. Some of you might think that they're there to fuck with whoever might dare to break into the Guildmaster's personal vault. actually its where she keeps the holiday presents for Jaheria's kids because we all know Jaheria is gonna forget to buy them herself

[by-izzmizz]

My Girlfriend and Her 27 Daggers (aka 19 Fingers)

I am not a fan of 'do gardening to relax' cause of reasons, but I thought rendering every single element would be a nice meditative experience.

The rest of the daggers are there somewhere.

37 hours, Procreate, lots of questioning my sanity over background details

If you see a lineart mistake, no you don’t.

My thanks go to @ octavia_tav on X for Jahehe reference and the @ misshighharper (Jake?) for the inspiring meme about knives and also @ graciescribbles for the gentle push

[strangesmallbard]

Oh, I'm no innocent. But evil? Well, you tell me. With the Fist and the Watch and the Council itself all licking the Absolute's boots, who's the only one left standing to protect Baldur's Gate? ↳ ASTELE “NINE-FINGERS” KEENE👋🗡️

[leopardmuffinxo]

I can't stand Harpers, as a rule, but Jaheira’s the exception. She's only really half a Harper at most.

[vixxetra]

I'm such a big fan of this ship ever since I read @skatehepburn s fic ages ago. Go and read it if you haven't already!

I hope we all keep producing stuff for this tiny ship fandom! Much love to you all!

Love in dark places (digital art) - created in procreate

[roughlytwentytwofrogs]

I don't know if they have canon lore about their actual first meeting but hear me out:

A young, not yet guildmaster Astele drinking her last paycheck at a nearby tavern and flirting with an older and equally as drunk Jaheira

Might or might not include walking back to Jaheira's house, slow dancing with glasses of wine and fantasy jazz on the fantasy vinyl player, and sneaking out the window the next morning while missing a sock or two

[yeehawitsjakee]

Okay, a concept: tadpoled Nine-Fingers

Imagine: you are Nine-Fingers Keene, head of the Guild. One day for whatever reason you leave your office (maybe you have business in the Lower City or maybe you're just taking a stroll) then suddenly bam! Nautiloid. You wake up with a mind flayer tadpole in your head miles away from Baldur's Gate with a bunch of strangers. Maybe you give them a name, Astele, but you don't tell them anything more. You make up a story for yourself, you were just a humble merchant or something. You don't trust these people and they clearly don't trust you, they're hiding themselves from you too. It doesn't really matter though you don't intend to stick around long. Your only goal is to get back to Baldur's Gate, to whatever mess has become of it in your absence. Your companions have the same goal for the most part so you stay with them.

But, well, you get distracted.

It's not in your nature to help the grove but the alternative is leaving them to the bloody Absolutists. And you'd rather those tiefling kids didn't get caught in the crossfire. So you stick around and help. Your companions let their guards down around you and you finally become acquainted with them all; the Sharren, the vampire spawn, the Githyanki warrior, the two ticking time bombs and the Duke's son. (You still don't tell them shit but they don't need to know that.)

Then you reach Grymforge. Your party stumble upon the harper drow's corpse and you hear her name for the first time. Jaheira. And God's you don't know whether to laugh or cry cuz last you heard she was dead out in the shadow lands. But here's this corpse telling you she found a safe place. You still don't tell your companions who you are. The Underduke never let's her guard down. You realise running into Jaheira may complicate matters. Why do you know eachother? You decide that perhaps going to Last Light Inn might be a bad idea so you silently chart a course to Moonrise avoiding it. But that proves impossible. Whether coming from Grymforge or the Mountain Pass there are Harpers bloody everywhere. Avoiding Last Light ceases to be an option. So you let them bring you and your companions there. You spend the walk to the inn silently plotting. And the more you let yourself think the more it dawns on you that you are genuinely afraid. Afraid of seeing Jaheira again face to face after all that time apart. Afraid of her not being there, getting your hopes up and having them immediately crushed. You look for an escape but there isn't one, you can't run away into the shadows here. You reach Last Light feeling nauseous and light headed. But you can't turn back. And then you see her. The harper who bought you here, (Lassandra?), calls out to her and Jaheira's eyes are on you. She blinks, recognising you instantly. For perhaps the first time, in all the years you've known eachother, you see confusion wash over her. And then, before you have a chance to react, vines tangle around you holding you in place.

"You should never have come here True Soul."

[chilljustacat]

[dirtybg3confessions]

I'm just saying that I know where Nine-Fingers Keene could put her nine fingers.

[raethanbhanneth]

All it would take is a sour dram, a precision nick, or a short drop and sudden stop. She was dead. Her woodland peace, her lush comfort of forest green, her sliver of garden that brought hope and beauty into her world of cruelty and blood. Taken by a darkness twisted by a god’s perverse love, more black than even her own murderous soul. Her sorrow spread deeper than an aspen tree’s roots. She could join her. She could follow the gold piece she just tossed into the abyss of Kelemvor’s well, tumbling ever deeper until they were reunited in the emerald halls of Summeroak. All it would take is a second of weakness.

[point-maitimo]

« Knowing what I know usually comes at a cost. »

Rogues with dual daggers have always been my weakness, and Keene… Keene is gorgeous, especially in my favorite color combination of green and brown! :3

[moghedien]

Everytime Nine-finger Keene and Jaheira interact I’m just like….god she fucked that old lady huh

[by-izzmizz]

Happy Singles Awareness Day, I guess?

Here is my favourite Baldur’s Gate 3 situationship. I hope you like it 💕

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Help me choose which one looks better.

Ambient version:

Non-ambient version: