okay that may sound mean but again. I've made IT PRETTY clear I can't donate.
you guys are really starting to piss me off posing as victims.
how do I know? you WOULDN'T ASK SOMEONE WHO'S IN FINANCIAL STRUGGLE FOR A MORAL BARGAIN!
there's a fine line with the audacity.
get tf out of my blog.
just because I support Palestine doesn't mean I'm a door mat and you can use my emotions for personal gain.
kindly fuck off if you're a copy pasta bot acc. I WILL check your account and activity days and all your posts before answering.
and if I see an ask repeated? I'm going to block you. because you don't even take the time to friking READ my blogs first few words.
stop trying to benefit from the suffering of people you two faced scums. 🤬
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I have all the time in the world. How about you?
There is a theme to Aylin's threats and vows of vengeance that I've noticed and that I want to share.
Do what you will. I cannot prevent you. But you know as well as I, I will come for you. One day.
That one, for example, is for Balthazar, while she is imprisoned.
I cannot prevent you. But I can advise you. Be careful to whom you yoke your fate. One day, when he is severed from me, Ketheric will die. I will not. And when I am freed, I will remember whose recompense to claim.
Did you expect me to beg? To cry? To plead? For what. I accept my fate - for now. But the life of a divine is longer than you can fathom, Sharran. And this cold chapter will close, one day.
And those are for you, when you've yet to harm her, when she's still only warning you off. But then, if you choose to try to kill her, like so many before you:
Was it everything you hoped for? Was it sweet, Sharran, to murder a paladin of Selûne - her daughter - her sword? Congratulations - your mistress Shar will write your name on her hand. And I? I will come for you. When the time is right.
The next bit depends on your character's gender:
When your sons are grown and your beard is long and wiry; when you cannot hold your nightly water and your nose grows as long as your weary, weary days…
When your daughters are grown and your chin sprouts whiskers dark - when your teeth are yellow as corn and your sleep grows short and your days are long and weary, so weary…
When your children are grown and your eyes are weak; when your nose grows as long as your weary, weary days…
Ultimately, your fate will be the same:
That is when this immortal will visit you, Sharran. That is when I will show you what it is to be afraid.
All these long-term promises of one day, coupled with inevitability.
I find it so striking that most of Aylin's threats include her flaunting and flexing her immortality (as well as her flawless, long memory) over whoever has wronged her.
Present your weapon, soldier. Plunge it into the Nightsong. I cannot stop you. But know this: I never forget a face.
HAH! Are you afraid, Sharran? Do you rattle and jump at the realisation that an immortal has your face emblazoned in her mind forevermore?
Everything is but a passing inconvenience to her, she claims, even a century of imprisonment and torment. Outlasting, outliving - that is simply what she does and what she chooses to intimidate with. Promising to wait until you are old and decrepit, until after you've experienced all the vagaries of age that she never will, leaving her sword hanging over your head throughout the entire miserable lifespan that she has permitted you to have.
Then, if you wrong her in a very heinous way, there's the extreme one of outliving not only you, but killing and extinguishing your entire bloodline in order to obliterate every trace of you from existence:
WHEN I AM FREE, I WILL DESTROY YOU! I WILL MURDER YOU, AND YOUR CHILDREN, AND THEIR CHILDREN BESIDE!
I will rip this world apart, plank and beam, until every iota of your being is scalded by my light. This is my promise. This is my vow.
Over and over, Aylin builds her oaths of vengeance on the foundations of an utter, even proud, certainty that she will see her foe end, one way or another, due to her nature and the simple fact of her own endlessness. This is the well she keeps coming back to.
And I find all of this, this consistent insistence on it, so striking and ironic, because one of her other main emotional threads is being thoroughly enraptured by and devoted to and just so completely in love with a mortal. One who will age and die and pass into memory just like all the targets of her rage - if I think of Isobel when I re-read all of that dialogue up there, it seems to cut both ways so deeply. But then there's the extra element that every single one of these is spoken when she either knows or is (incorrectly) convinced that Isobel is dead. Isobel, who didn't get to grow old, and who is both an anchor to humanity and a very painful reminder of the truth of Aylin's situation being twofold.
Aylin will outlast what she hates, yes, but she will outlast what she loves as well.
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With my time away, I almost forgot how toxic fandom is. The Misogyny in this fandom does not surprise me. People giving flack to female players for playing female tavs to romance male companions? WHAT? Tell me this is a joke and that my eyes have betrayed me? I'm gay so I only romance the ladies, but damn this makes me angry for my girlies. Like how dare WOMEN who like MEN romance MEN with a FEMALE character? Like what an outlandish thing to do?
I'm a Lesbian and I'm sorry on behalf of the queer community (and some straight girls with internalized misogyny) for making you feel as if enjoying m/f romance is wrong or boring. It's not. It's just as valid. You know why? Because WOMEN are valid and any ship with a woman whether it be m/f or f/f is not boring because women are amazing. Baby girl go enjoy your female tav and you romance the hell out of that man with her. You know what. Download the poly mod and you romance all of them men at once with your hot fem Tav. Love you.
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