#bg3 poems

[captainsieni]

BG3 Tarot Poems

[walaa95famely]

My name is walaa moneer, I am 28 years old, and I live with my family in northern Gaza, which has been devastated by war. My husband and I, along with our three children: Yamen (10 years old), Kinan (8 years old), and Alma (3 years old), are struggling to survive after losing our home and all our belongings due to the bombing. For more than a year and two months, we have endured the horrors of war, including relentless bombing, destruction, and starvation. We are desperately trying to raise the necessary funds to escape this catastrophic situation, but the cost of traveling and leaving the area is extremely high. We need $25,000 to save our family from these tragic conditions, and I deeply hope you can help us secure a safe and stable life away from this destruction.

The cost of travel for people over the age of 18 is $5 and for children is $2,500

And the amount is

For myself (walaa) $5000

For my husband Ahmed, $5000

My son, Yamen, $2500

My son Kenan $2500

My daughter alma $2,500

The full cost of securing our exit from the Gaza Strip is $17,000

The rest of the amount is to provide a place to live and basic needs

@tamamita @dlxxv-vetted-donations @comrademango @anneemay @irhabiya @nabulsi @paper-mario-wiki @opencommunion @cantsayidont @thatsonicblog-blog

[wizardsimper]

Honestly there was a real missed opportunity for a scene involving Gale reading the player some of his poetry

[liorlen]

Pyr y’n gwna ni byrhoedled? / Digawn llawryded, / kywestwch a bed.

[nocryptographer]

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

Glen is a King

Thank you so much Glen <3 I wasn't expecting a poem too!?!?!?

[turbomnstr]

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[somethingyoirelated]

I will remember the kisses our lips raw with love and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me

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[lorithescrump]

Our paths are pathed

The same shade

o shameful red

This tiresome trail

I shall walk with you

For our soles are soaked

This shade

o shameful red

[sorceresssundries]

Gale's Poetry Journal - For Astarion

I would give you the sunlight.

I would bottle it, seal it, then stir it with wine. I would draw blood from sunbirds and infuse it with mine, Just for you to taste the dawn on your lips. I would halt an eclipse. 

And in place of the bindings of shadowy rope, I would spin silk from sunbeams, and stitch you with hope, Just so you could feel the sun on your skin. I would steal, beg and sin.

And if I can’t,

If the sun must outrun us, if dusk’s all we can hold, Then there’s warmth enough here to melt away cold. There will always be shadow - so we’ll embrace the night. We’ll let the day set, and savour sweet starlight.

[nightmarist]

Rhapsody: Cazador's love of poetry arose after he read on the naked stomach of a dead child in his homeland. The child was hung from the lowest branch of a tree. Cazador read the poem, and looked at the child, and he knew that here was the artform for him.

Woe: The gentle tap-tap-tap of a staff on stone sparked terror for all in Cazador's palace. It signalled an approaching storm, and all they could do was shrink into the background and pray its wrath would not fall on them.

[bhaal-battle-beer-bard]

Ꮙampire Spawn - "Don't touch me" - Astarion poetry

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Bardcore poetry book aesthetic version to my Astarion poem

[the-girl-who-didnt-make-anysense]

It's a bad idea right?

[crowwolf]

Aylin & Isobel 

Journey through the dark 

Holy light, love ever bright 

Alone nevermore 

[gale-force-storm]

You Are...

You are a sunbeam, Warm and bright, Your heat sinking into my bones, And making me sigh in contentment. I bask in you, Like a cat in a window, Like a lizard on a stone, Like a person on a calm and quiet beach.

You are the wind, Swift and bracing, Rushing by and leaving me breathless. How I love getting swept up in you. A flurry of movement, Of powerful excitement, And then a calm, Before the storm thrills again.

You are the stars, Sparkling in the night, Beautiful and captivating. A swath of wonder in a sea of darkness. You are full of stories. Your own, And those which others read into you. I prefer the map you make of yourself.

You are a man, Complicated and messy, Full of contradiction, And all the lovelier for it. A beating heart, A racing mind, Eyes full of warmth, And a soul full to bursting with love.

Like the deepest forest, Like the most compelling book, Like the vastest ocean, Like the most riveting puzzle, Like the richest music, Like the most moving poetry, I could spend the rest of my life Getting lost in you.

[nocryptographer]

Epic Rap Battles of Baldur's Gate: Cazador vs Astarion

Cazador: Yo, prodigal son, don’t you think you’ll beat me I am your maker, you’ll never be free What’s that cattle behind you, how low can you dive? I’ll drop your posse like I drop this mic!

Astarion: You’re no master of mine, I left that shit behind Now I slay fucking assholes and you’re next in line! A vampire ascendant? You’re nothing but thrall I know you’re sleeping with Vellioth’s skull

Cazador: I will walk in the sun out of these dusty halls While you’ll be in Hell sucking archdevil’s balls You don’t like my rhymes? What a brutal attack! I wrote the best ones on the skin of your back

Astarion: Walk in the sun? That trick’s older than you! With my illithid brain I can do that, too And as for my posse, meet Tav and meet Gale Gonna get your ass fried with some Sacred Flame

Cazador: Look at your siblings, like puppets on strings Join them right now, it’s a family thing! Plan to disobey me? Now think again, pup I put you in that tomb just to make you shut up!

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(Inspired by Epic Rap Battles of History by Nice Peter & epicLLOYD)