#bertrem

[skull-bearer]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Dragonlance - Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Dalamar the Dark/Raistlin Majere, Caramon Majere/Tika Waylan Majere, Lemuel/Raistlin Majere, (past), Nuitari/Dalamar, Nuitari/Lunitari/Solinari, Dalamar the Dark/Raistlin Majere/Nuitari, The Gods of Magic are sluts Characters: Raistlin Majere, Dalamar the Dark, Caramon Majere, Tika Waylan Majere, Tasslehoff Burrfoot, Nuitari (Dragonlance), Lunitari (Dragonlance), Solinari (Dragonlance), Ladonna (Dragonlance), Iolanthe (Dragonlance), Par-Salian (Dragonlance), Justarius (Dragonlance), Kitiara uth Matar, Takhisis (Dragonlance), Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Original Dragon Character(s), Lemuel (Dragonlance) Additional Tags: Misunderstandings, Kidnapping, Accidental kidnapping, First Meetings, Plot, Very unwelcome plot, Fuck Takhisis, Raistlin can't escape the plot of Legends, Killing Gods for Fun and Profit, Raistlin and Caramon being best bros, Tika isn't happy at being roped in, Tas is just happy to be along for the ride, Conclave being bastards, Somewhat less sex than the previous installment, because plot getting in the way, Dalamar is a very sweet idiot Series: Part 2 of Sexcapades Summary:

Raistlin takes the Tower of Palanthas, and is ready to settle in and enjoy a good life and perhaps find a little romance.

He should have known it could never be so easy.

The Seduction of Raistlin Majere Chapter 6: Lost Books Many miles apart, two mages do research in rather different ways. https://archiveofourown.org/works/55697899/chapters/148613899

[tenth-sentence]

"Yes, Master," Bertrem murmured and backed out of the room.

"DragonLance Chronicles: Dragons of Spring Dawning" - Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman

[majeremorozova]

I always had a thought that Astinus keeps a list of people he’s banned from the Great Library, even though he can’t strictly enforce it. It’s like Mr. Gold’s shop in OUAT. Everyone just comes in and ignores the “Closed” sign.

Those on the list in no particular order:

1. Raistlin

2. Caramon

3. Tasslehoff

4. Crysania

5. Dalamar

6. Palin

7. Usha

8. Destina

[jaxaliel]

reading bertrem's guide to the age of mortals

[mintydeluxes-blog]

Man to Engine

The story is that both controllers of northern railways suddenly became engines. With no knowledge of how to change back Decide to keep it a secret in hope they figure out how until then, they now live their lives with their engine, but controlling over the railway isn't the same a riding among it rails ( Please note this is mostly from the tv series)

Bertrem the Stanier black 5 aka Sir Topem Hat: When he turned into an engine, he'd definitely freaked out. Especially since he's a lot bigger than he ever was as a human.

But once he calmed down, he looked at things from a logical standpoint and used the opportunity to work with his engine he is strict but funny and fair. He cares for his engines like his own kids. Normally, he's also their authority figure, but the engine see him as a bossy boiler. Regardless, He doesn't stand bullies and is more willing to face anyone if anything happens to his engines

He can be forgetful at times if not a bit hasty, but he knows better than to cause confusion and delay

Peregrine the narrow gauge engine, aka Mr. Percival: When he woke up, he was literally screaming. because he was blind as a bat and can't feel his arms. It wasn't until Sir handel found him in an abandoned shed. Once he's calmed down and realized that he became an engine, well, he was pretty hesitant but willing to work. He is a lot like sir topem hat As he also see the engines as his sons. But he remains Stern and focuses on the job ahead, yet he is worried about who is taking his place at the moment.

[man-to-engine]

General Headcanon about engines

All Engine can turn/open their smoke boxs/faces It isn't wrong but they just don't do it

The engines are like (Irons) horses they can move one thier own. The driver and firemen are the tamer to keep them troubled and do their job

Theys can get easily bored If they're not working but sometimes they can get bored when they are working

They can eat, but it isn't necessary. But they do like a treat every now and then

All engines are multilingual

Bertrem and Peregrine general Headcanon

When they found out that they we're called the fat and thin controller, respectively They We're puzzle On one side of the buffer, it could have been insult, but the way how they use it it more of lines respect. Also, they'll never call that in front of them as humans

The habits of being their controller never really faded away. They are their engines. However, being direct doesn't always work At best they get to be called a bossy boiler at worst , they might get a prank

Their whistle are described to be odd as big as Bertrem is the whistle sound like a low Guards whistle, and Peregrine whistle is soft hissing off a tea kettle

They don't remember how they became Engines They don't even remember how they got to those abandoned sheds It's all just Pretty's fuzzy for now

Fortunately for them, they have helped for Peregrine it, Sir Handle, and for Bertrem it, Edward both try their best to help their newest engines on the island

They gonna learn more about their (fellow) Engines in ways they didn't learn as their controller

[theologyforthelayman]

Television station rediscovers lost interview with priest who developed Big Bang theory

Kathleen Bertrem of VRT’s archives mentioned in late December 2022 that finding this historic material was like “looking for a needle in a haystack” due to the company misclassifying its extensive files. Nevertheless, the television channel found among its archives the tape of an interview in French that producer Jerome Verhaeghe conducted with Lemaitre on […]Television station rediscovers lost…

[chapmanrestoration]

Mahogany Marquertry drum table restoration

Mahogany Marquertry drum table restoration

[drbarty]

Ok so while I understand Barty is short for Bartholomew, I keep thinking it’s Bartemis.

Bartemis is cool too! Honestly I’m sad i didnt name him Bertrem which apparently means “wise raven”

[evilchrispine]

completely unironically i had the biggest crush on bertrem from jessie as a kid

[skull-bearer]

Chapters: 17/25 Fandom: Dragonlance - Margaret Weis & Tracy Hickman Rating: Explicit Warnings: Underage Relationships: Raistlin Majere/Original Character(s), Raistlin Majere/Sturm Brightblade, Raistlin/Majere/Lemuel, Raistlin Majere/Scrounger, Raistlin Majere/Lunitari, Raistlin Majere/EVERYONE, Our boy fucks, Caramon Majere/Tika Waylan Majere, Caramon Majere/Miranda, Dalamar the Dark/Raistlin Majere, endgame - Relationship, Raistlin Majere/Bertrem, Raistlin/Nuitari, Raistlin/Nuitari/Lunitari, Raistlin/Dragon Orb Characters: Raistlin Majere, Lemuel (Dragonlance), Caramon Majere, Jon Farnish, Original Male Character(s), Sturm Brightblade, Scrounger (Dragonlance), Horkin (Dragonlance), Lunitari (Dragonlance), Solinari (Dragonlance), Nuitari (Dragonlance), Dalamar the Dark, Gilthanas Kanan, Tanis Half-Elven, Tika Waylan Majere, Bertrem, Dragon Orb - Character Additional Tags: Sex, A lot of sex, Raistlin fucks his was across eight books, The two biggest sluts in Solace, Not actually crack, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Frottage, handjobs, Intercrural Sex, Masturbation, Good Sex, Bad Sex, Sex that's kinda in the middle, we're covering all bases here, Curses, Hurt/Comfort, Caramon and Raistlin having a healthy fucking relationship, holy shit, Love, Falling In Love, Teen Sex, Underage tag is for two sixteen year olds having sex, Consensual Sex, Enthusiastic Consent, Healthy Relationships, for everyone!, Raistlin is a bit less of a bitch here, Docking, Tentacles, Consentacles, Sassy Gay Raistlin Summary:

There are many kinds of sex, and many kinds of love. A young Raistlin decides to master them all.

Chapter 17: Embrace Raistlin makes plans for the future, and settles things with his Goddess and his new God.

[raspberry-river]

15 questions, 15 mutuals

Tagged by the amazing @yelskamy (TYSM 💜)

Are you named after anyone?

No I’m not, my parents wanted me to be named after my Grandad or Grandma but that didn’t happen 🤷🏻‍♀️

When was the last time you cried?

Last night when @adorasdragons said something so funny (well I thought it was) in our discord that I ended up crying with laughter

Do you have kids?

No, but I would like 3 in the future

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

It’s my main language

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

I genuinely don’t know,,,, probably facial expression

What’s your eye color?

Oh boy. One eye is Hazel (my left) and the other is green (my right). Its easier to notice irl

Scary movie or happy ending?

Both

Any special talents?

Me talented?

Where were you born?

The West Midlands, England

What are your hobbies?

Art, writing and crying

Do you have any pets?

Yes I do!! I have 3 pets, 2 dogs Gandhi (M) and Bertrem/Bertie (M) and 1 cat Jypsy (1). Bertie and Jypsy live with my mom while Gandhi love with my dad and I.

What sports do you play/have you played?

When I was younger, around 9-10, I used to ice skate a lot. In secondary school I was on my schools badminton team and rounders team. I also used to play Volleyball too!

How tall are you?

5'5

Favourite subject in school?

I didn’t really have one but I guess either Geography or Languages

Dream job?

I’ve had a few dream jobs, one being a Volconologist, but I guess being a teacher is my ‘main’ dream job. By main I mean the one I’m actually in uni for, I already have the qualification for teaching English as a Foreign language but all I need to do now is graduate and I’ve go it

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[dlthrack]

   The party stood in the chamber with Sir Dalton before the now weeping stature of Mishakal, and immersed the Tear in the crystal basin held by the statue. It glowed brightly, appearing fully charged and bright as when it first fell. In cleansing it, Korg recognized the artifact and explained the powers to the rest of the group, before giving it to Fortis to carry on their return to the mining camp. They wished Dalton well, as he explained the ruins would be destroyed upon their departure to ensure it never again fell into evil hands, and left for the mine, taking back Cor’s belongings.    Upon returning to the base camp for the mine, they broke the news to the mine foreman of Cor’s demise. He cautioned them to show discretion in who they told the news to prevent a panic during the return shipment of pig iron ingots to Palanthas.    After the cargo ship moored in Palanthas’ public docks, the party quickly set out for the Ironvein Mining Company offices. Rawsel Half-Kender, who had been uncharacteristically quiet on the return journey, left on his own without a word. The adventuring party halted at the door when they heard the furious shrieks of a woman and the desperate replies of a man within. With some trepidation, the group entered the offices to see their payment, they saw a livid dwarven woman at the desk yelling at an acetic wearing the robes of the Library of Palanthas. She wheeled to look at them, demanding to know who they were and why they barged in. They attempted to explain, but at the mention that they were hired by “Rusty Ironvein,” the woman simply lost it, exclaiming she didn’t know who the hell Rusty was, but he absolutely was not a member of their family or allowed to make decisions on behalf of the company.    Seeing the situation about to get much worse (and seemingly without any payment for the week of work done at Rusty’s behest), Fortis used the Tear to calm emotions in the room. Iname stepped into business-mode and laid out the circumstance of their hiring, the essential work done on behalf of the Ironvein Mining Company and handed over the gear they had recovered from Cor’s camp at the entrance to Crown Hollow (but not surrendering the medallion with the Ironvein crest they had purified in the crypt basement.) Cinnabar Ironvein, now at ease enough to discuss the party’s news, asked what had been done with her cousin’s body. When told his body was taken to Reorx by some divine messenger, she made a gesture with her fists, stating Reorx worked in mysterious ways.    Nevertheless, Cinnabar stated she was unwilling to pay the wages for the mercenary work, as it was illegitimately commissioned. At this point, the Library acetic, no longer at the verge of tears, stepped in and said the Library would be covering the job’s expenses and could explain further if the group would follow him. Before they could leave, Cinnabar asked if they knew where she could find Rawsel, as she had some questions about the company books. The party let her know Rawsel returned with them on the ship, and they would let him know she was looking for him if they saw him. In the meantime, she could always check in at Zeboim’s Purse, where he was apparently a regular.    While walking back to the Library, the acetic asked if the group had recovered the geological survey Cor had checked out, seeming very relieved it was safe. At the front desk, the acetic checked the tome back in with the desk clerk, and directed the group to follow him deeper into the Library, through the locked door the group had seen a ghost pass through previously. Excited to indulge her curiosity, Fortis asked about the ghosts in the library, which seemed to fluster the man terribly. Upon finding out the ghosts were former attendants, the little gnome wanted to ask further questions, but the man finally said, “Look, I really don’t like talking about it. I don’t even know if I want to be ghost yet. I mean, look over there, I know that guy. He was my friend until a couple months ago, and now he doesn’t even talk to me.”    The robed man opened another locked door and sat down behind a desk with a placard that read “Stan.” A nearby door into the adjoining room read, “Bertrem, Head Librarian.” Stan was clearly still rattled from being confronted at the mining offices, and rambled a lot in trying to explain what had been going on to the group. He somewhat unhelpfully explained that Rusty worked for them, sort of, not really. Sometimes he would just take off and do whatever he wanted, leaving them to deal with the fallout. When asked about their organization, he again flailed saying they had agents working and organized at the Library, but that there was no name for the organization. But they would definitely pay for the group’s commission, as well as an ongoing offer.    Stan explained the organization was attempting to research and track powerful artifacts, and if necessary, prevent forces of evil from obtaining them and upsetting the world’s balance. Like the sword in the Crown Hollow crypt that bore the blood of a scion of the Queen of Darkness, other items existed in the world that could cause great harm. He said that in addition to the pay owed for their recent job, the Library would like to put the entire party under commission to take priority jobs for them. In exchange, they would be able to have comfortable lodgings and meals in an ongoing basis at the Notched Axe, as well as a per diem. Stan handed over the ten steel each for the Ironvein job, and added that agreeing to work for the Library also came with a signing bonus for each person. The group deliberated briefly, and agreed.    Stan opened a chest behind his desk and pulled out gifts for each person for their bonus. To Taney Greytail, he pulled out a patched green pouch which had been cut off a handy haversack by a kender named Kiz Wizzlethorpe, which should have destroyed the holding magic, but somehow the kender had been able to patch it. In addition, he told her they were investigating reports of kender going missing from the area around Kendermore, and would share any new news they received. To Korg, Stan gave a Cloak of Concealment, which had once belonged to a ranger of Zivilyn, as well as an enchanted collar for Mittens which would increase her stealth and awareness. Stan handed Iname a letter from her father, which agents working for the Library had been able to recover, as well as a round black stone with an iridescent sheen bearing a raven that would summon a magical messenger to bear letters. Blackfeet was given a sword that once belonged to a kapak from the Green Dragon Army in the War of the Lance that would enhance his natural ability to imbue his weapons with poison. Stan handed Fortis a book on the lost groves of high sorcery to aid in her study of the Shoikan Grove’s flora, in addition to a pair of artificer’s glasses to allow her to study magical items or effects. With a look of utter disgust, Stan ended by saying, “And I guess this is for the owl.” as he pulled a dead mouse from the chest and passed it to Mouse, who happily devoured it.    Stan added the party was free to take commissions from the guild, but that they would need to prioritize any jobs from the Library. With that, the group returned back to the Notched Axe, to find the Library had already cleared the new arrangement with the guild and inn. The party was free to move into fine rooms, if they had not already done so. In addition, they made arrangements to sell any recovered equipment through the Barsal’s adventurer’s supply on consignment.

[mahaworks]

Last sunday at Wiels "Unsurrounded XI" Big Thanks to Natacha Nicora, Ivan Bertrem, Joseph Kusendila for their interventions! Thanks Roger Remacle photo 1. #wiels #performance #leftovers >See you Thursday 14 sept for the opening of the exhibition "Something Stronger Than Me" at Wiels. Link in bio. #thankful #staytunedformore

[porterdavis]

Brian Jones

Photo -  Stefaan Bertrem

[argocitycosplay]

Slimer watched the sad clown join H.P. Lovecraft as he was chatting up Captian Marvel. Behind us, drunk furries chased each other. This is the sort of thing that can really only happen at ConCoction.

I got out of work later than last year but still had hopes that i could make the opening cermemoniesif I stepped on it. When I rushed into the Bertrem I saw to my dismay that the line for registration was almost out the door. A man worked the line with a bowl of choclates, handing out Dove mins to everyone.

“Long line triggered the candy bonus,” he explained.

I got my badge too late to make the Opening ceremonies so I headed back to the car to pull on my Ghostbusters coveralls. I shrugged the proton pack on and tossed the gloves and goggles into the monkey head. I noticed that breathing was difficult due to the poor ventlation in the large mask and didn’t want to get into it until I’d gotten inside the building. Knightmage sotted me as I was wandering in and headed over to greet me and look over the costume.

“Tracy the Gorilla,” he said shaking his head. “Man, that’s obscure. Did you just see the monkey head and think Tracy?”

“It was in the back of my mind,” I admitted. “But a gorilla suit is also one of those things you should just HAVE in your closet – like a little black dress.”

Tracy of course was the third member of the original Ghostbusters from the 1975 TV show  starring Larry Storch (Who I met a year or so ago) and Forrest Tucker. When Filmation made thier Ghostbusters cartoon, they stated that the characters were the grandsons of Storch and Tucker, but that Tracy was the same gorilla. I wanted to mash it up so I decided to up Tracy in a proton pack and coveralls from the ’84 movie (though I added a t-shirt with the filmation logo under it, one extra touch), integrating him into the  Columbia Ghostbusters as well. ‘Mage circled me to check out the pack as I pinted out the christmas lights and laundry detergant caps  that made up the prop. He laughed as I excused myself to head inside.

Living inside the Gorilla head was similar to wearing Mr. Freeze. I had to keep moving to keep circulation going in the mask otherwise air would get stagnant. I was right to make Concoction the premire for this suit though – it’s one of the few places that would really get the gag, and boy did they. I caught my buddy Jason as well as connecting with Nicole and spotting Annye and her husband Zeke on the other side ofthe hall. Wandering in to the art show I head Vanessa’s voice pipe up “I know who’s in that costume!”. It’s always good to be at Concoction. Much like Cinema Wasteland, it’s home. Even if there’s no familiar faces around, yo ucan talk to anyone. It’s one of those very few places where the words “Mind if I share your table?” dosen’t fill me with dread. I ate with strangers several times in the con suite chatting abotu the day and the goings on. In the corner, a rack full of battered old sci-fi paperbacks was available to browse. That’s one of those things I love about Concoction – the books. That heavy literary focus helps it feel a lot like the Star Trek conventions of the 80’s. Roger Zelazney ut it best in Nine princes in Amber – “It makes me feel comfortable and secure to have walls of words, beautiful and wise, all around me. I always feel better when I can see that there is something to hold back the shadows.”

I had my own book with me, a copy of my battered old “Dreams ofthe Raven” by Carmen Carter, but honestly, I barely touched it. During lunch, my table mate and I listened to the energetic conversation going on next to us.

“See, Scooby Doo dosen’t ever interact with anyone else on the team.  That’s because he dosen’t actually talk – it’s just that Shaggy is high off his gord the entire time! And anyone who thinks Daphne and Fred are together is nuts. Fred is asexual – he’s totally oblivious. Daphane is one of those spoiled rich girls – she’s just there to play with him and break his heart. He looked like someone she could manipulate like that. But man, she HATES Shaggy…”

The volume occasionally elevated to near shouting. I looked over at my tablemate. Like mine, her eyes were wide in disbelief behind her tablet.

“This is the best panel of the weekend!”

Back in the actual programming, I sat in on Knightmage’s Cosplaying for Charity panel. Halfway he paused to shake his head laughing at me, sitting in the back.

“The gorllia just keeps…STARING at me!”

“I can fix that!” I exclaimed and brought down the Ecto Goggles, covering the unblinking gorilla eyes.

“That’s not better!”

As the evening wore on I wandered over to the comedy showcase. Concoction is the only other convention I know of besides Monster Bash that includes stand up comedy and I always dig it. Two of the comics were late so the host kept us entertained with cat videos on  the projector. About twenty minuets late, the set started. I whipped out my camera hoping to livestream the set (So I could save it later) but once t he material began to involve graphic depictions of The Simpsons knocking boots, I thought better of it. The show started to slow down with the second preformer.

“You know what? Let’s talk about some stuff that you guys are intrested in. What do you want to talk about?”

He pointed at me. I comically looked behind me, making sure he wasn;t refrecing another gorilla. and then pointed to myself in exaggerated motions.

“Me?”

“Sure!” What do you want to talk about? Bananas?”

“That’s a very hurful stereotype,” I deadpanned. The room lost it.

Before I snuck out later the host walked by me and clapped me on the shoulder, telling me I got the biggest laugh of the night.

After five hours in the monkey suit I’d had enough and shed the Ghostbuster look before returning to catch the Confused Greenies do improv games. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stay fo the Saturday night show so I wanted to make sure I got to this one. They started out with a skit about aliens arriving on earth during Carnivale, then went into Whoose line type comedy. Close to midnight, I decided wisdom was the better part of valor, and popped out early, skipping the barfleet party to brave the hour drive back home.

I was back around ten the next day, this time clad in my cumbersonme Slimer costume.I always seem to do themes at Concoction. It’s something that was coincidental at first but now has pretty much become intentional. As much as I like Tracy, I didn’t feel good about entering him in the costume contest. He’s mostly assembled. It’s a wierd assembly, but other than the proton pack, feet  and googles it’s all stuff I bought. Slimer on the other hand, is 100% made from scratch -and he’s not been out nearly as much as I’d like. Still, Slimer wasn’t the costume I was really looking foreward to. I couldn’t wait to see my friend Annye’s Iron Marvel. She’d crafted the Captian Marvel suit out of foam insted of leather and the result was nothing short of spectacular.

We were stked to discover that Guy Allen was set up again in the Annex and headed over there to get some professional photos done (I so rarely get that opprutunity).

I managed to catch some of Jim O’Rear’s panel on horror before stopping over at his table and getting my Dawn of the Dead poster signed. He asked me if I was a Romero fan. I nodded. O’Rear expanded on how Romero was such an influence on him.

“Man, I saw Night of the Living Dead, and it changed everything for me. I was like – this. I can get into this.”

O’Rear ended up at the table with Jason, Tina and me for lunch.

Saturday consisted of the Doctor Who panel,  the costume contests and picking up dragons for the kids. I made sure to grab a photo with Mogchelle who was dressed as Sabrina – my daughter Maddie is a huge Sabrina fan and just discovered the old mangas coming off the new TV show. I found her an old Archie with Sabrinia in it as well. Even the Cat got something. I found an adorable catnip Cthulu for Sparky. It was to my great reluctance that I had to cut out early, but Clue was screening at the Cedar Lee at 9:30 with a live shadow cast and I couldn’t miss it. But I’ll tell you this much; I’ll be back at Concoction next year!

    ConCoction 2019 Slimer watched the sad clown join H.P. Lovecraft as he was chatting up Captian Marvel. Behind us, drunk furries chased each other. 1,492 more words