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Karlach open starter.
Everyone was getting ready for sleep as Karlach instead reached for the post to keep watch. She could see Rivington and the lower city from there. While the lights of the city slowly snuffed, she was the only left awake with the insomniacs and the creatures of the night.
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~Open starter~
Baldur's Gate at night
It's around one in the morning when you wander the almost deserted streets of the lower city, enjoying the night fresh air after a long day.
You see the docks in the distance and for a few seconds your gaze is lost in the dark waters that border them. As you continue your way to a subdivision of houses and pass under a stone archway, you catch a faint metallic smell in the air, the smell of blood... You glance in all directions, searching for of some rat corpse. Sure, the streets of Baldur's Gate aren't always safe, but in this moment you can't imagine it could be anything else.
Your train of thought breaks when you catch a glimpse out of the corner of your eye of a silhouette on the other side of the archway. When you turn your head in its direction, you realize that it is a horned woman and that she is only a few meters away from you. In an instant your eyes meet and freeze, it seems she wasn't expecting to have company.
When your eyes adjust to the darkness, you notice the presence of blood on her porcelain face, but looking at her general appearance, you quickly understand that it is not hers.
Her red eyes observe you, intense, threatening... If the stranger seemed surprised a few seconds before, her gaze is now similar to that of a feline ready to pounce on its prey...
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ℙ𝕝𝕠𝕥: (Main Verse) Vixen is horrible at reading maps and understanding direction. Despite knowing this, the party always lets her play navigator always. So now they're lost(AGAIN), and it's almost time to make camp.
𝔻𝕪𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕔: Partners, close friends, party members, whatever works.
𝕆𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕠: All
The half elf stared at the map in her hands, confusion highlighting her features. "We should be...." She muttered to herself as she tried to make sense of it all. "Here. But....Where the hells are we?!" She grunted out in frustration. Why does this always happen to her?! It was like some devil cursed her from birth and, for some unknown reason, made her a horrible map reader.
@indiestarter
#🌟verse: spare a sword#🌟where the hell are we?!(open starters)#🌟muse: runaway noble#Open starter#open indie starter#bg3 rp#bg3 roleplay#BG3 open starter#Open to all#dnd roleplay#dnd rp
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RP prompt (11/12/23).
The night started to dawn on the camp, most of the companions were still out on exploration, while a few others stayed back, Tav being one of them.
It was a long time since Tav had time to unwind, after weeks of traveling without a break, everyone agreed to set camp at least for a day.
If the tadpoles wanted to act up, moving or not was going to change little, especially since Ketheric was already taken care of. Everyone doubted the remaining chosens would be able to do much without Ketheric's stone.
Karlach was the first one making her way back to camp, she was humming a melody while playing with something, tossing and picking it over and over until she came to a halt in front of you.
She holds out her hand, on the palm sat a perfectly smooth rock of the color of sea foam.
"I got you a rock because it looked pretty". She smiled
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So she wasn't the only one who showed interest in the semi-flooded temple, huh. Or maybe the stranger had other intentions?
From the top of the ruin, trying to stay hidden, Perrine observed them. Just in case the other was after 𝘪𝘵 as well..
Only as they approached the entrance, she climbed and eventually jumped down, right in front of them.
"Stop! This is my treasure!"
#ଳ°。⋆. open rp#((#open starter#open roleplay#starter call#adventure rp#fandomless rp#oc rp#mv rp#multiverse rp#fantasy rp#sci fi rp#space rp#alien rp#d&d rp#bg3 rp#dnd rp#gotg rp
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Caught!
An open Baldur's Gate 3 rp invite
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Embers glow in the centre of camp, the cool dark of night fell hours ago. The lake lapped gently at the shore and Withers, ever-present, watched the fates unwind without judgement. All was quiet, but it was far from still.
"You know, it's true what they say about vampires." Astarion warned the shadow in the darkness from the relative peace of his meditation. His fingers remained curled purposefully into their nightly pose, middle finger and thumb pressed together. "We don't sleep."
The elf rose to his feet before setting an intense gaze on his fellow night-owl. "So? Are you going to tell me why you're sneaking around in the night, or should I wake the others?" He shifted, one foot to another and back, a dark smile tugging softly at the corners of his lips.
"Then again, I might very well enjoy taking camp justice into my own hands. Your choice, of course."
#“oh shit gale don't scare me like that yes of course you're allowed to pee” the end#bg3 rp#open rp#astarion rp#baldurs gate 3 rp#roleplay#video game roleplay#Memes&Starters
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OPEN BG3 starter / first night, post prologue, pre-Withers, pre-grove.
It might not have been the wisest of decisions to slip away from their makeshift camp alone, with night already falling, but it was, she had decided, the best decision. The ... safest decision. For the others, at least.
The githyanki had proven helpful in the escape from the nautiloid, and informative enough, in the aftermath, even with hope for a potential cure to the worms that wriggled in the depths of their skulls, but the warrior's short temper and brash desire to command had already grown irksome. The wizard -- genial enough, certainly, but too much so for Clarissa's already raw nerves -- and she hadn't been able to quell the hunger that had been gnawing in the pit of her stomach since their encounter, the urge, the need to know what his tender flesh would feel like between her teeth -----
The cleric, with her feigned haughtiness that did little to disguise the uncertainty and paranoia that hung acrid in the air around her had at least proven herself capable of gratitude, but between those three, and the sly and cavalier, pale skinned elf that was at ill at ease in his own skin as she was in hers.... she had needed to get away from it. From them, while she had any semblance of control over herself.
Whatever, whomever she had been in her previous life, she didn't think it had been much of a people person.
She'd found her way to the edge of a brook at the base of the low cliff, not far from where they'd found Lae'zel, and after rinsing off the worst of the blood and assorted gore from the day's events, she had settled, cross legged, a flask of wine in one hand and wedges of bread and cheese perched atop her bag next to her in an attempt to take the time to gather her thoughts, and attempt to clear her mind -- a low snort, fingers breaking off a chunk of cheese and bread. Clearing her mind was rather the opposite of what she needed to do, wasn't it?
The sound was subtle, the smallest creak of a branch stretched a little too far from its trunk to just be the wind, barely audible above even the low murmur of the creek and the ambient sounds of the night that surrounded her -- and her uninvited guest -- but it was enough to announce the presence of another. "I'd much rather not end this day with further bloodshed," that was a lie, though, too, wasn't it? "But if you do not make yourself known to me, my blade will bite." And so might I.
#IC.#you don't have to match length#it can be any tav or other bg 3 character#or literally whomever in the verse#OPEN STARTER.#VERSE. ( bg3. durge. )#also you don't have to match i know this was long just thinking thoughts and setting scene
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open rp || caedes Few could understand just how good it felt to let go. How the urge itched and pressed and gnawed, inside and out, even when it rested. How sweet it felt those few times that the bloodlust surged and took control before he could wrestle it back. How they had driven a blade through the heart of a young Githyanki. How it had hurt, like claws grasping into his bones, when Gale's proffered hand remained attached and not crunching below their bite. They were so tired, too. Day after day. Fighting sleep, fighting the urge, fighting it all back, not wanting to give it away. Everything tastes of blood, everything smells like ash, every touch wanted to be slick and rough and cracking and crunching. Breaking sticks in a clenched fist almost softens it. Almost.
So let go. Head tilted back, looking at the sky. Everything around felt like peace. Eyes shut. Red stained the back of it as shoulders slowly relaxed. No worries. No stress. No pain. Only relief. Only sweet pleasure. The world floats by in unimportant drifts. The side of a tree, gouged deep by powerful claws. The faint sting of a fire, crunched out under uncaring feet. Everything swirls. Everything leans. An arrowhead. Hunting.
#I'm aware this is a little esoteric as a starter#but put him wherever you want#it's late and they're giving in#open rp#the dark urge || caedes#dark urge rp#bg3 rp
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"first sarevok lost his mind and went crawling back to bhaal. then i find out viconia also lost her marbles doing shit like that for shar. what's next? am i going to find out that tiax is truly the one responsible for the absolute plot?"
#🐲 open starter // mutuals only#🐲 verse // bg3 // you twine your life around the people you love and when they are gone you grow around their absence instead#act 3: aka ryn is soooo pissed off all the time
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Lae'zel open starter.
"Vlaakith. Vlaakith! I have wielded your fury as a blade, roared your wrath as a dragon!" She cried out, her face for the first time revealed her rounder eyes full of heartbreak.
“You promised ascension - yet I crawl among my own people, low as an asp's belly. Shka'keth!" She spatted out desperate before spitting blood on the marbled floor. She hated how her eyes wetted and wetted as she spoke.
"I followed your path. What good, this heart of stone, for it to be shattered?” Her knees almost gave out, she had lost even the strength to act tougher, to suppress her emotion and she knew all eyes fell on her.
#muse: lae'zel#bg3 roleplay#bg3 rp#lae'zel roleplay#laezel rp#lae'zel rp#laezel roleplay#open starter#bg3 open starter#bg3 starter#bg3 rp blog#bg3 rp promo#open rp#dnd rp#indie open rp#open roleplay#open to all#indie roleplay
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"Do you ever just wonder what it would be like to not have to fight anymore? To just have a normal life?"
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"How did you learn to do that?" Karma says as she was watching them from behind. The barbarian found herself quietly observing them for some time before speaking up. There wasn't much she knew about magic (or at least that's what she tried to convince herself). "I've never seen or heard anything like that before." Her adopted family didn't practice magic, just strength and fighting. "What is that called?"
#open starter#open rp#[ this could be for any magic using muses not just in faerun/bg3 ]#[ i can switch to icons or gif icons ]
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Halsin paused, looking up after the kiss he’d just had pressed to his forehead. He had a soft smile on his face, the motion so brief but still shockingly intimate. “You’re welcome to sit with me.” Halsin indicated to the log he was leaning back against as he worked on his latest whittling project.
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Kaelen starter
The sun had just begun to set, the skies colours only just beginning to change, though it would get dark fairly soon so the safest bet was to set camp now and continue on by morning.
Kaelen had helped gather wood to burn for the fire and once she figured they had enough to keep it going a while she sat by it, sitting in the opposite direction of any wind so she could avoid getting smoke in their eyes while enjoying the warmth and watching the flicker of the flames.
They found it oddly calming to just watch the flames burn away at the wood, cracking stick apart and bark off logs while it all turned to ash and charcoal. That and the light of the dancing flames was just a pretty sight.
Then, thinking the evening was getting too quiet with nothing but the crackling fire and soft chatter of a few companions, kaelen brought out her lyre for a soft melody. The sound of the strings' rhythm made for good background noise more than crickets randomly chirping at odd moments around the camp.
Of course if anyone had any requests, kaelen was always more than happy to hear them out. They not everyone enjoyed music all that much so they wouldn't be surprised if one of those requests was to stop playing all together.
At least it was the lyre and not the violin this evening. Lae'zel didn't seem all that fond of the noise it made when she was tuning it before.
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open to: m/f/nb suggested connection: literally anybody
She wishes she wasn't this EXCITABLE.
Unfortunately, from the moment they stepped foot into Baldur's Gate, Eve's been almost visibly shaking with glee. Everywhere she looks, there's a vendor, or someone selling a paper with current events, or someone calling out about one thing or another. The hustle and bustle is more than that in the forest, and while she's used to busy things, this takes it a step further.
❝There's so many wonderful things here!❞ Eve exclaims, taking a breath to try to calm herself, but perhaps it's time another side of her comes out. ❝I do think that there's more than one thing for everyone I can get if I play my cards right with the bartering today. What can I get YOU?❞
#indie rp#bg3 rp#baldurs gate 3 rp#dnd rp#d&d rp#fantasy rp#╰•★ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ★ [open starter]#have eve absolutely dazzled by the city thanks
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@recitedemise liked for a starter
Feyn put a cup of tea down in front of Gale, lifting his own cup slightly with a nod of approval. The other mage looked like he needed it, the circles under his eyes a little too deep to just be from fatigue. "I know I'm a night owl, but even I make sure to get a bit of shut-eye now and again. I hear talking about such things usually lifts a weight off the soul."
#[ rp ] starter.#[ rp ] thread.#[ verse ] dragon age the veilguard.#[ i figured i'd go with datv but lmk if you'd rather spin this towards bg3! ]#[ left it open to either ]
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