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idjitlili · 4 years ago

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Thor,Son of Odin

Thorin x Modern!reader

Summary:Imagine being apart of the company ;and calling Thorin,Thor the god of Thunder.

a/n i hate wattpad it deleted 6 hours of work on this ,bloody bullshit and i fell over in that time todays going amazing, I passed my gsces though.

Word count:3277

Okay ,okay ,let's do this one last time. You Y/n L/n ,some how ended up in Tolkiens universe,the hobbit.Bro you was beyond freaked out to wake up snuggling up with some dude,practially laying on top of him,his arms around you holding you. His hair dark ,long ,silky almost,his face wore but structured,his body muscular,yet some what stumpy. Your face so close to his ,as ou come to reality ,you do not know who in bloody hell this man was.

You had brought your hand up his his cheek ,poking it once ,nothing,again,slight groan but nothing really,again his time mulitple harsh pokes ,finally his ocean coloured eyes shot open. They looked into your e/c ones you screamed then he screamed. Pushing yourself of his out of his grip.

"who are you?" he had shouted ,in shock really.

"no! Who in bloody earth are you? and why were we snuggling? Kidnapper! HELP" you had stood up ,your face turning in every direction to see where in gods earth you were,just all you could see was forest and a bunch of men,who surrounded you and the strange blue eyed man,looking at you strangely. You looked around again and you saw a man that was dressed as a wizard , he looked like cogsworth,damn he really does.

"oh I get it. I will rather die than take part in your orgies!" you had shouted again ,laughing in horror after ,you were very much terrified in this moment.

"I'm sorry ,what orgies? what gives you that idea?" the smallest one hadspoken up pushing passed the others ,you had pulled your attention to him ,noticing his cute dirty blond hair,travelling down to his huge hair feet,letting out a gasp. "w-why are you feet so large?" you had whispered in shock. "I am hobbit ,of the shir-" " a what?" damn if this couldn't get any weird.

"Enough! WHo are you?why wre you trying to seduce our king?" A balding muscular tattooed man had interrupted ,your questioning."Your king? I havent heard of a king,not at least in europe for over a hundred years! Also last thing I remember was laying in my bed ,not in the arms of a 'king'" you groaned out this sitution had began to give you to give you a headache.

"this is Thorin ,son Thrain ,son of Thror,the rightful dwarven king of erebor."

"Now enough of the bullshit ,Thor SOn of Odin ,God of thunder, I want to go home! THere are no such thing as dwarven king ,nor dwarves,nor whatever a hobbit is ,and there's certainly no such place as erebor on this earth! This isn't bloody princess diaries."

The group of men had just stared at you in conflusion,as you had fainted ,therefore Gandalf had concluded that you will be apart of the company. As he had realised some how ,some way you had ended up in an another universe,well all he knew as some sorta force had brought you their world for a reason. He had forced Thorin to accept that you were to be apart of the company ,even if he felt absolute hatred towards you.

When you had came to the first thing you saw was Thorin,so you had made a run at him punching him square in the nose,only to get this sidekick,that tattoo'ed punk to grab a hold of you. "Oi what the fuckk ,get off me!" yeah they basically tied you to a try ,and then from that Gandalf had explained everything ,and in a couple of hours you had agreed to join ,you still did not trust them however.

You had put upon an pony ,sat behind Bilbo ,the hobbit. "hey just so you know I am still not joining in on your orgies, I do not want to lose my innocence to anyone apart from a nice MHM-" you had pretended to cup an ass in your hands."set of cake shape ass,god dAMN."Bilbo had turned to look at you with a face of pure disgust ,,whereas others of the company such as the kings nephews had laughed. "and what is this orgy you speak of lassie?" the oldest dwarvf had spoken up you had found out his name was Balin older brother of Thorin's side piece.

"oh- its basically when a group of people do the stuff eachother all together" now bursts of laughter had filled your ears. "I assure you miss y/n l/n,the is none of that." Gandalf had spoken sternly ,he did not want to witness that no thank you.

"Oh good then, oh mister hobbit you have such beautiful locks." you had brought you had to touch a single curcle upon his head,whilst the hobbit had blushed brightly at your compliment. "oh well thank you ,as do you have lovely h/c locks." you had smiled widely ruffling his hair,Thorin heard this and did not like it,jerk.

Anways skip to a week later Thorin is brooding with his coak off,those pants really defined his ass,you were sat on a log next to Bilbo,you had nudged him gently grabbing his attention. His eyes filled with red from the warmth of the fires flames as he looked up at you,Thorin's nephews had seen your staring at your uncle and were watching and listening intensely.

"Thor has a nice nutt ,mhmm ,just like Jensen Ackles ass." Bilbo had choked on his own tongue ,as you just glaced back the dwarven kings ass one last time before turning back to Bilbo.

"aye, Y/n ,psttt" Kili had whispered shouted gaining you and Bilbo's attention ,he had gestured for you to go to him with his fingers,you had grabbed Bilbo by his hand before standing up,dragging him with you to sit beside the brothers. "wasssuppppp" damn this isn't the 2000s ,its bloody some age,you don't remember Gandalf got a bit boring if you were totally honest. Fili and Kili smirk to themselves, before Kili speaks up,Fili isn't as talkative as Kili is."you fancy our uncle." you had instantly scoffed , Bilbo had just pretend to be studying the stars ,and avoiding your bullshit lies.

"I see how it is,you trying to get your uncle laid, well yes he has the perfect ass, but I hardly know any of you,except Bilbo I accidentally saw him naked, he has a the cutest little bu-""Y/n!" you had cackled loudly catching some of the dwarves that were still awake attention, the nephews grinned even larger than before at you. "so you admit to looking at our uncles bottom,and you've seen Bilbo nude! Well!" he had basically shouted.

Bofur had turned around raised an eyebrow at you ,whilst Thorin pretended to be brooding still. "what?! Lass,you've seen the little fellow naked????" you had sighed loudly in distress,bloody god darn dwarves. "I say it again it was an accident!I was go for a pee, and then I daw that Bilbo had just gotten of a lake and was wearing a toel,so I decided to scare him, I didn't know he was going to scream ,and drop his towel." Bilbo held his head in in his hands in complete embarrassment.

"what did you except to happen lass? "

"I thought that scream was you."

"wow thanks for coming to save me then. plus i thought Bilbo might of just -you know what I dont know"

Thorin had felt a load off of his shoulders fall away ,knowing you didn't get it on with a dude that was half of your height, he didn't like the fact you were on this quest ,but he couldn't help thinking you had some nice hair. He also felt like grinning ,but of course a scowl was always imprinting on his face,he hadn't had a woman check him out in what it seemed as forever.

That was months of ago now, in which currently you had all been captured by elves ,well the prince of the Greenwood realm,Legolas.The company had been separated from you and Thorin and Bilbo was no where to be seen ,but you knew he was sneaky ass..butt. This elven king Thranduil , had did some voodoo to his face ,spat in Thorin's face with his stinky ass breathe...who needs to talk to someone that close up,might aswell had kissed him. After he was done with the dwarven king he started eyeing you up so you did back ,his ass mainly.

"and who are you ,andwhy does a woman travel with pigs?" his voice like silver ,yet cold as ice, but he would not stare bloody still,while you rated his ass. "Y/n L/n-god damnit stand still," the King had stopped , you had turned your body to get a look at his...flat ass,before leaning back to check out Thorin's. "what ARE you doing?" bro they didn't even tie your hands ,so you had made your way behind Thorin cupping his ass,making him gasp in shock ,as you squeezed gently,before heading back to Thranduil who shook his head no,you didn't want to be executed anyways.

"that king has a better ass than you, I suggust some squats, as your personality nor looks are in favour f-""ENOUGH. Tell me who are you?" he had interrupted you rudely , Thorin now less red ,smirking,he was glad he didn't end up in boner city. "uh mister lanky stick ,I am y/n ,like I already told you,now can I and my mister patrick swayze be brought to our cells, I don't want to have sex with a skeleton..I mean a elven king."

"TAKE THEM TO THE CELLS,stay here an rot for all I care,100 years is a mere blink for an elf." you smirked at the king,as you and Thorin were grabbed by guards ,being pulled away. "I feel bad for your son,he inherited your flat ass, the poor kid don't get any attention from his daddy." If you were still infront of Thranduil he would've slapped you. However instead you gpt see his son look to the ground ,away from his fathers gaze ,before walking out of the throne room shortly after you and Thorin.

Soon as you are shoved in separate cells,the questions start from the caged dwarves. "what happened up there?!" Kili questioned loudly,"I may have cupped a kings ass."

"You touched Thranduil's behind?"

"no I almost did,but damn You should have seen his face when I told him Thorin's was better than his and that I fet sorry for his son gainning a flat ass from his father."

Silence was in the air ,for a few seconds before the company had figured out what you had meant wwhen you said about touching a king's behind.

"you touched Uncle's butt infront of Thranduil?"

"oh hey ,Bilbo." thus Bilbo lead you all to the barrels ,in which you sat in on by yourself ,it was the ride of your life, and no kili doesn't get shot,because Dwalin held you you up while pulled down on the lever, therefore no one was injured. All that happened really was you were completely soaking ,and you stayed that way until you arrived at Bard's house,thank jesus you didn't have to go through the toliet.

Bard's daughters had handed you a blanket which you had wrapped around your shoulders ,in hope to warm up. However you could not help but see Thorin ,who refused a blanket politely. His beautiful long locks dripping ,his clothes sticking to his skin,darn he must be freezing ,dwarves and their stubborn asses. He really must be cold ,due to the scribe of this tale, experiences with wet long hair ,it takes ages to dry and keeps you freezing.

So you had decided without really thinking ,to walk towards Thorin who just stood waiting ,whilst everyone else was settling down,removing the blanket from your shoulders ,placing it upon his. Now you just stood next to him ,unsure what to do know ,blushing slightly feeling his eyes on you,gasp when he gets closer ,drapping the blanket back onto you ,but keeping it on his ,pulling you close by wrapping his arm around you ,as to keep you warm too.You had wrapped your arm around his waisr ,you could already feel him warming up against you ,you could smell him aswell ,and feel his hair against your neck.

However you did not look up to see the company's stares at their king,if anything they were worried about his behaviour,yet they wondered if it was true,was you his his one? But Thorin saw it ,yet no one dared to speak upon it , as he was their king ,yet his nephews ,oh they wanted to tease their uncle until the end of the one ring. They had smirked at their uncle,kili raising his eyebrows at Thorin ,who sent a deathly glare to his nephews.

He had broken the silence shortly after that,"where are the weapons?" and of course after that he was like they are shit ,okay lets go rob a bank ,thus the next time you were so close to Thorin was after your second boat ride in the last 36 hours.

Kili,Fili,OIn and Bofur were all left behind ,to catch up when Kili had recovered. THerefore the rest of you were all now to hike to Erebor ,god it was so tiring you felt as if your feet were on fire. You had groan in displeasure before muttering "I swear dwarves must have some hella leg muscle ,yet I don't, I cant walk." Bilbo had scoffed next to you 'your legs are 10 times as long ,you got it easy'

"I hear humans ,cannot walk after 10 minutes with a dwarf,do you want to take a short break?" Thorin had a smirk inlaced with his voice ,as DWalin laughed loudly as if he was drax laughing at peter ,he was cocky when he wasn't trying to set an example for his nephews."no I want to be carried Thor." you had spoken with annoyance ,not watching where you was going ,tripping falling harshly on the sharp rocks ,most deinitely cutting your knees open,you had let another groan. "god damn it korg." you had muttered yet again. Thorin had made it over to you ,pulling you to your feet , before turning away ,and kneeling infront of you.

"come on get on,we don't have time to delay" and with that Thorin oakenshield agve you a piggyback ride. "Thor son of Odin ,a God carrying me? No one would believe this."Thorin didn't understand who the fuck that was obviously,you had explained to him what a god was ,the same as the what they call malah ,or near the same.

Anyways he carried you all the way to Erebor ,with ease as well,he was indeed strong,and that was a long journey ,you even offered to walk but nope he would not take it. And after all the dragon stuff ,it was clear to you that he was suffering from dragon sickness ,he made everyone search for the arkenstone except you and Bilbo. You'll never guess what he requested you to do... Well he was on his throne and he was like "y/n ,come here" okay in which you did. "sit on my lap" nope and you walked away ,damn we he so forward now,you missed the shy Thorin.

It got worse and worse and soon enough Thranduil's army had arrived ,aswell as laketown ready to fight to claim what was theirs. Thorin was being a little bitch ,when practially he was a billionare,stopped sitting on bilbo , he isnt Dildo Gaggins ,not a huge stick up your butt. Frankly you had enough.

"Thor ,if you dont snap out of it , I am going to show all these elves my breasts,you wouldn't allow a young woman to do such a think would you?" okay so blackmail is the only thing you could think of ,Thorin basically ignored you. "OI YOU FLAT ASS KING!" you had gained the kings attention ,as Thranduil looked up at you ,as did Thorin as you began to lift your shirt up,revealing your belly button then high and high. UNtil two arms gripped your middle lifting you out of view. "No,I will not allow an elven king see my ones breasts,nor an one else" he had growled ,you had lifted your hands up in surrender ,well you tried.

He just told you he was your one and you was like ''okay bro,you do you. " ,well you didn't believe it ,you just thought it was the dragon sickness,you were the only female around ..

Then of course he tried to throw Bilbo over, which that didn;t happen he escaped ,little rat,he is cute boy though, he did what was right. In which it got worse everyone fighting and such ,Thorin had went back to this throne ,so you had followed him with a better plan than before. As you got close to Thorin ,who watched your every move.

"I've been waiting for so long Now I've finally found someone to stand by me We saw the writing on the wall And we felt this magical fantasy Now with passion in our eyes There's no way we could disguise it secretly So we take each others hand 'Cause we seem to understand the urgency

Just remember You're the one thing I can't get enough of So I'll tell you something This could be love

Because I've had the time of my life No, I never felt this way before Yes I swear it's the truth And I owe it all to you."

you had spoke for Thorin to hear as you close with each step,yeah you just quoted song lyrics ,most famously know from dirty dancing ,but yeaah. THorin had stood up to meet you ,and once you had you had cupped his cheeks ,pressing a quick kiss to his lips,before cheekly pinching his butt making him gasp.

"Thorin it isn't right, we must help them ,please." as you said his actual name he knew he had to ,his bestfriend he had abandon trying to kill, maybe a little more than friend,could be dead. He had sent you a smile before grabbbing your hand throwing his crown off. "wait you need a shirt like you gave bilbo ,I have feeling you will need it..thor son of odin."

And lucky you did say that and say hold on dude this sounds fishy ,why azog look like a shark off that will smith fish movie,fish tale? Oh its trap kili ,fili come here. THus you saved the Durins lives.

"hey if you are thor that makes your younger brother Loki ,wait he's dead sorry, uh your sister dis ,Loki and Fili and Kili Hela because her dad is LOki-not saying your sister is a man -well she looks like it-oh um sorry ,very handsome though."

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starkeaton · 4 years ago

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the adventure zone: graduation character list

Well, i accidentally deleted the original graduation character list post, so here i am making another one. Oops. And as always, if anyone has important details i should add then feel free to suggest them!

Here are all the characters introduced in episodes 1-25. Named characters only!

Also i can’t hide spoilers! So, um..... I can’t put spoilers on this one. If you need the version with spoilers try this version of the post that i made on the adventure zone subreddit but youre not missing out on much.

# -EPISODE 1- (19 characters)

Hieronymous Wiggenstaff (he/him): Head of the Hero/Villain school. at least 400 years old. wears shining blue armor with gold accents. also an elf. according to Tomas, he led the charge at the "battle of blood valley", brought the Kingdoms of Rickart and Dawnbreak to a peace treaty, and founded the school. a little boastful, a little prideful, [SPOILERS OMITTED], and overall a pretty good dude.

Higglemas Wiggenstaff (he/him): Head of the Sidekick/Henchperson annex, cranky old elf. has a dog named hero who shows no signs of anything strange at all, ever.

Gary (he/him): friendly room gargoyle. pseudo-hivemind.

Groundsy (he/him): the groundskeeper. a pretty nice fellow. don't go in his shed.

Hernandez (he/him): beautiful centaur professor of animal handling.

Jimson (he/him): human battlegrounds trainer for sidekicks/henchpeople, world famous featherweight champion, wields a staff. married to crushman.

Crushman (he/him): silver dragonborn with a sickle, and self-described beefy boy! heavyweight blood champion married to jimson. never lost a match for 8 years. full name Frostus Crushman.

Rolandus Fontaine (he/him): former prince, son of deposed king, kind of an asshole, maybe. wears a cape (important detail)

Zana (she/her): "terrifying" tiefling villain sorcerer, friend of rolandus. barkept the test tavern in ep2

Rhodes (she/her): hero ranger, friend of rolandus.

Buckminster Eden (he/him): hero guy. son of "The Iron Lord". their dad is stronger than rolandus's dad. his wiki page says rogue so i think hes a rogue? i never caught that and ive listened more times than i wish i did

Leon (he/him): softspoken buff, bald "fighter" (although i dont remember any clarification on how exactly he fights), sidekick of buckminster, around 28. anyone else keep forgetting he's bald? i keep forgetting it. >!gets sorta-drafted into becoming a falcon for higglemas and so far hasn't done much else.!<

Rainer Michelle (she/her): cheerful villainous necromancer with a floating chair. also, her name is pronounced "rainier" despite not being confirmed as such? travis ships her with fitzroy.

Tomas (he/him): human man with "kind eyes" and a good (psychic???) memory. guidance counselor.

Stewart LeBoeuf (he/him): brawny human man. serves food. there is no joke here, i promise

Mulligan (he/him): teaches potions. mentioned but doesn't appear yet. and we're like 25 episodes in. maybe we'll see him someday

Germaine, Victoria, Rattles (he/him,she/her,???/???): Skeleton crew. They live in the training room i guess, and as a result can never die, because "no one dies in the training room!" (note: someone now HAS to die in the training room). also their races are never explicitly stated but i guess they're probably human? in episode 3 travis brings up something about how many bones are in "the human body" and at this point i think i'm looking too deep into this so i'll just forget about it and you probably should too.

# -EPISODE 2- (9 characters)

Riveau (he/him): halfling, blame-taking teacher.

Mimi (they/them): gnome sidekick who builds cool robot prosthetics

Bartholemus (he/him): owl aarakocra accountant teacher, known for being the best accountant in the land and having a face some might describe as "smoochable". very pro capitalist :’( hope he gets better

Ramos (she/her): goliath teacher of shieldwork. *

Dip (she/her): sidekick, half-orc twin of pip

Pip (she/her): hero, half-orc twin of dip

Festo (they/them): fairy with "beautiful gossamer wings", independent study teacher of magic, loves to party

Snippers (he/him?): Let me tell you my story about Snippers the magic crab. When Travis gave the list of animals that Griffin could choose as Fitzroy's familiar's current form, he listed crab near the start, and this gave me excitement. Now i knew that crab was pretty unlikely but god i hoped that he would choose it. When the list went on- Bat, Cat, Crab, Frog, Hawk, Lizard, Owl, Poisonous Snake, Fish, Rat, Raven, Seahorse, Spider or Weasel- I nearly lost hope. I was hoping so hard that Griffin would choose the crab, but i was ready to accept a non-crab familiar. It was just buried in that list. It wasn't the most useful animal and it was an obscure pick. And as Travis informed him that it didn't have to keep the form for the whole campaign, Griffin said those five words i wanted to hear so, so badly. "Well then it's a crab." Folks, I do not often react physically when something happens in media. But in that moment, i remember very clearly, i fist-pumped and yelled, "YES!!!!!!"

so anyway, Fitzroy has a crab.

Jackle (he/him): kenku teacher of sneakery. creepy dude. apparently knows something about argo? also his name is not spelled "jackal" for some reason. Also in later episodes theyve started calling him "The Jackle" for some reason??? *

# -EPISODE 3- (1 character)

Dakota (they/them): tavern instructor, clad in black/red leather. no race stated? probably human. *

# -EPISODE 4- (6 characters)

Gerry & Tom (she/her, he/him): shopkeepers at barns and nobles who seem to have very bad names. also constantly competing for customers? these guys got dropped faster than the heathcliff quests, which is honestly just sad.

Barb (she/her): the bartender. runs Springs Eternal in Last Hope. has a sweet seeing-eye hawk familiar.

Jaryd Reginald (he/him): owner of Reginald Ore. Wants the workers to be held responsible for the damage caused by the xorn. (fun fact: originally i wrote down "Jerrod" because i wanted it to sound like a fantasy name, then realized it was probably "Jared" because theyre named after listeners, but i was pleased to find it confirmed that it's actually "Jaryd")

Candice (she/her): A Miner. thought those werent allowed in bars but, i guess not. Wants the mine owner to be held responsible for the xorn's damage.

Jade Johnson Esq. (she/her): lawyer.

# -EPISODE 5- (1 character)

Xorn: a big hungry gem eating guy from the plane of earth Low-Down Deep with 3 arms and 3 legs. why did travis just say "multi-armed" instead of specifying it was 3? who knows! Anyway it leaves

# -EPISODE 6- (3 characters)

Osric (he/him): the man, the myth, the bursar. finally shows up after being mentioned in episodes 2 and 4. he's an elf.

breeze through the willows (she/her): Pegasus attacked by demons, lost her parents. introduced in ep1 but gets a name here so fuck it. also in ep>!16!< we find out shes a "white arabian pegasus" and i dont think thats a spoiler bc we shouldve really known it from the beginning

Sabor (he/him): Librarian/research teacher. also a TORTLE. Really good at recalling stuff, i guess. kinda reminds me of Tomas's memory thing but i'm sure that's just a coincidence... *

# -EPISODE 7- (1 character)

Mosh (he/him): The goliath blacksmith who welcomes argo into the unbroken chain. Also, and this is specific to the tumblr version of this post, all the characters with an * at the end of their descriptions are also members of the unbroken chain. if someone knows how to do spoilers on tumblr please tell me

# -EPISODE 8-

# -EPISODE 9- (2 characters)

Eeiïäá#æ&éñn (pronounced like "Ian") (he/him?): an imp but without a shitty voice. also happens to not be violent. what a coincidence?

Terence (he/him): a chain devil with a real demonic name. minor boss of the imps. very convincing and very threatening. has the frightening ability to make you zone out during his fight

# -EPISODE 10- (2 characters)

Althea Song (she/her): elf with autumn-orange hair. representative from heroic oversight guild. i'd like to personally thank travis for spelling her name out.

Crabtree (she/her): Artificing teacher. Long gray hair with a long grey beard. no mentioned race, one might guess dwarf but that would be an assumption i suppose. also unbroken chain member, presumably the dwarf argo didn't recognize in episode 7.

# -EPISODE 11- (3 characters)

Marie (she/her): Grey-haired elf woman. She's the school's physician, i guess. Member of the unbroken chain.

Dendra Maplecourt (she/her): Fitzroy's mom. Has hot mint gum, i guess. She was mentioned earlier but i wasn't convinced she was a real person until this episode

Cool Gary (he/him): AYY ITS ME GARYR

# -EPISODE 12-

no new characters again!

# -EPISODE 13- (7 characters hhhyyyuu)

Kale (???/???): Head of the Placement Department, in charge of real world assignments. First mentioned in Ep4 but i missed that the last few times bc it is so brief. Gives exposition about missions i guess????? is that the only reason this chara cter exists

satyr thief (unnamed) (he/him): tries to rob thundermen, dies instantly

Ogre (he/him): teamed up with the satyr. his name is ogre.

Moon (he/him): A Sidekick. small pale sullen guy. no mentioned race. Why is there another FUCKING sidekick WE HAD ENOUGH hhhyuuuuuu

Deanna (she/her): A bigoted centaur with an obnoxious voice. Malwin the Strong's second in command.

Malwin the Strong (she/her): Leader of the centaurs of the scarlet woods. Wants to appease the spirit of the scarlet woods so that thecentaurs of the scarlet woods will be protected in the scarlet woods. Had a relationship with Arturas in the past but their clashes are currently known to get pretty heated.

Arturas (he/him): Leader of the Centaurs of the Valley, i guess. Had a relationship with Malwin. Centaur. Did i mention centaur? i cant think of anything else about this character

# -EPISODE 14- (2 characters)

Calhain (he/him): Human wizard, Malwin's magical advisor. Kind of an amateur wizard in a job high above his skill level. Graduated Wigginstaff's as a hero.

Spirit of the Scarlet Woods: A spirit who requires sacrifice in order to keep Malwin's herd safe and prosperous. Not keen on dubiously canonical combos, i guess. i wouldnt be either. also apparently the sacrifice depends on personal value, not how much value it has to the spirit.

# -EPISODE 15- (2 characters)

Sylvia Nite (she/her): Fitzroy's magic theory teacher at knight night school, who he turned into a catfish by accident. oops!

Chaos (they/them, maybe more): Presumably a deity, gave Fitz his powers and wants him to give in to his chaotic desires. (physical desc: 9 foot tall, iridescent 'mother of pearl' skin, pure white eyes, fine burgundy cloak with gold/onyx lining. their physical form beyond that seems to change every time they show up.)

# -EPISODE 16-

none -w-

# -EPISODE 17-

some demins happened. the big dudes are called "Pit Fiends" and the armored demon ladies are called "Erinyes", by the way. that was incredibly hard for me to figure out the first time, especially without headphones, i thought travis was saying "pig feet" and i just could not discern what the other things were

# -EPISODE 18- (6 characters)

snow on the mountain: shire horse pegasus

storm at sea: peruvian paso pegasus, vehement defender of The Guardian. doesn't have a goofy voice.. but he could have....

thaw of the spring: a winged horse

night of no clouds: a winged hhorse

The Guardian: "An ancient and powerful being that guards the unknown forest." Has protected the flock from demons for many many years. apparently is the voice that was talking to our firbolg in episode 1?

Grey, the Demon Prince (he/him): wants to cause a war, originally wanted to kill hiero and higgs, forces the heroes to build an army to fight his. As "Fauxronimous", he has skin the *color and pattern of* (but not necessarily made of) slate splashed with liquid, pointed ears, sharp teeth, shining eyes, horns of unspecified shape. 12 fucking feet tall. wonder if the slate-looking skin is related to garys. plot twist detected? Also i recently looked at the episode descriptions and found out his name is spelled "Gray", but really does it truly matter?

# -EPISODE 19- (2 characters)

Shabree Keene (she/her): Argo's mom, killed on the Mariah, possibly by the Commodore. Long auburn hair, green eyes. Mentioned earlier but described here, so fuck it.

**Thomas** (he/him): Argo's first mate on the Mariah, as the Kraken, in his chaos-dream. may or may not actually exist.

# -EPISODE 20- (1 character)

The Commodore (he/him): Reknowned hero of the seas, military regalia, great naval hero, presumably responsible for the death of Shabree Keene. No mentioned race. Seriously, they never mention this guy's race. The only thing described about him is how he's dressed and his evil smile. Does that mean he's human? Elf? Dwarf??? Who knows! maybe it just doesnt matter.

# -EPISODE 21-

none

# -EPISODE 22-

not any of them. not any.

# -EPISODE 23- (1 character)

Ozymondelius (sp???) (it/its): A warforged teacher who just so happens to like war or something? i guess its in the name. only mentioned in this episode, doesnt show up yet.

# -EPISODE 24-

they have a fight in the training room but nobody dies :\\ maybe next time. also no new characters. pog

# -EPISODE 25- (4 characters)

Gherkin (he/him): Tall lankier skeleton, has a scimitar and a merkin, which is a pubic wig... and he wears a jerkin? which i guess is a kind of coat? also i think hes mute

Tibia (she/her?) : Shorter skeleton with gold teeth, and long canines. i think both of the skeletons are mute actually.

The Lich King aka Gordy (he/him): Rainer's dad. Commands armies of the undead. lives in The Crypt. described as a hooded, skull-faced man with intricate black lines on his face, but changes to a shaved-head man with dark skin and vetiligo. Abandoned as a babby, raised by traveling parents, had necromancy powers, took Rainier in. Not actually very scary at all i don't know why he did the creepy laugh. Kind of a warm fatherly figure actually. hm. also people are speculating Gordy might be short for Gordita and his parents are maybe supposed to be lup and barry but THAT S JUST A THEORY.

our firbolg's father (he/him): A firbolg who lived by the code and was there when our firbolg was banished. Came to respect our firbolg's interest in a new way of life, in his final moments.

TOTAL: 72 NPCS! (well, including 2 extra PCs, i guess.)

Average: 2.88 NPCs per episode.

i was gonna not include the bone-PCs and have it be 69 but our firbolg's dad was just too important to not respect with a spot on the list.

anyway as always make sure to smack me with a blunt object if i forgot any characters!!!!!

#the adventure zone #taz #taz: graduation #taz g #sir fitzroy maplecourt #argonaut keene #taz firbolg #i dunno what else to tag this with #text post #keatposting

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jeffhane · 4 years ago

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dynasty live watching: an incoherent post so that i’m not spoiling people on the twitter tl (i doubt any of this will be chronological or coherent enough to actually contain spoilers but better safe than sorry!)

oh my god the “previously on” - i forgot abt fallon and evan....

Theyre at a FUNERAL??? this was actually predicted but oh my god. if its steven i am going to be so mad. what an unfitting end to the- WAIT WHAT SIX MONTHS? what was that font;;;;:; whes sueiwjwk

copper arch🥵🥵🥵

this is cute. this is cute i like faloon pretty women so true

BYE I FORGOT ABT THIS VASE

fallon is genuinely such a bad person this is so bizarre,,,, i think she needs to calm down about oiterally everything ever

“This wedding is our chance to break the cycle of craziness” babe ur literally the one making the cycle of craziness

w. was that an ikmenn of liam getting his head off

JEFF MY BELOVED HE LOOKS STUNNING IN THAT OUTFIT. WHYS ALEXIS HERW “POWER COUPLE” YOU WERID MANIPULATIVE PERSON GET AWAY FROM HIM LOL

alexis is up to no good. bad bad jpeg. why do they write her dialogue like this

adam is acted so well lmao he’s the most unhinged person to ever exist *screams*

ohhh dominique, i don’t remember much abt her 😭😭😭 this woman she’s with is beautiful

ITS LAGGING????? i cannot Believe tjis

~rebrand~ ok girlboss!!!!!!!!! can we ship this businesswoman i dont recall her name with fallon???? id like that i think

too many plotlines have happened in too many minutes, i’m already forgettint things that have happened... isn’t blake supposed to be in prisoj? no? Ok: sure

adam is constantly doing this expression that is like 👁👁👁👁👁👁👁👁👁 HI SAM HI SAM HI SAM BEAUTIFUL MAN I LOVE HIM WHOS THIS MAN

raf is so stunning ughhhh i’m loving the costumes this season, everyone looks great! is this man a sam love interest? nervous? that is kinda cute. i miss stevej though. sadness. so many emotions

UHHHH hi alexis sure ig ur here

~OMENS~ babe that’s a tad dramatic don’t you think?????????? “Ignore the lore at your own peril” alright

WHOS THAT? WHOS THAT? OH HER OK

bye everything is going wrong for this......:..:::... *rubs hands together evilly* that will certainly be entertaining

credit scene!!! such a beautiful cast! where’s anders, oh how i miss him... i miss monica too wasn’t she supposed to be BACK🤔🤔🤔🧐🧐🤨🤨

its a commercial break... havent had to watch the show with these for so long😑😑😑. getting american ads is so funny bc the vast majority of them are Not at all relevant... at all

BACK TO DYNASTY!!!!!! was that a slinky? huh? oh ok that’s why the marriage is happening at the manor. #whenyouonlyhaveoneset oh hi ok monica so shes not going to be here?????😑😔😳

WHY IS SHE GETTING A CAR I FEEL LIKE THATS FORESHAWDOIWIJG FOR UMMMMM.... NOT GOOD THINGS ..... ITS LAGGING AGAIN 🤨

blake having dinner... ok hi cristal,,,,; is the priest subplot back? that was a weird one

adam???? how on earth does adam work his way into everything? NEXT GUEST? HUH? are you cheating on your wife? HI CULHANE! HI!

“straight people are exhausting” i mean yes, objectively, absolutely, but culhane is #notstraight .... idk how i feel about sam and this man. also what? huh? staying here? ok cool ig

OHHHHH he got married i see i see

“Haven’t you milked the carrington cow already” but....... she is literally the person who deserves the stuff..... k......... i don’t like dominique but she was given the short end of the stick also blake stop manipulating people just bc they tell u the truth😶😶😶😶😶😶😶

frustrated that we haven’t seen fallon in any non-wedding related stuff yet i always liked her more ~dramatic~ plots . like she’s a sweetheart but i do want her to evolve beyond thsi. idk if that makes sense. ok bye

“A relative’s happy marriage” uh???? we live in a society😔📈

who is father lynch<3333 oh he is in the hospital that’s not great oh adam upset that’s new /s

y is kirby dressed like an elf. god bless.

ughhhh i just think adam is not good for kirby. he’s not good in general. so true . what is he up to. ads again hhhhhhhhhh💯

omg we are back!!!!! blake wear the suit!! hi liz!!! i’ve seen pictures of this outfit, it looks nice. “I really want things to work out with liam” now that would be great but you’re in a soap opera so the chances of that are .... I DONT EVEN ONOW IF U CAN WEATHER ANYTHING W CRISTAL...)))))!$$ NOT NECESSARILY THE BEET CHOICE????

~technically it wasn’t cancelled~ alright love i feel as though you’re not telling the full truth here. ok his name is ryan . we know that now . cool . this relationship is awkward but it could be sweet

what the Fuck is dominique talking about this is so creepy😭😭😭 please do not market lingerie to ur niece 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂 why does no one in this show know how to be polite

“You want me to stake my personal assets” i’m sure this would be meaningful if i knew anything about finance????? WAIT WAIT WIAT WAIT WAIT DHE REHEARING THE SAM DONS G THE SONG ALEXIS DONT INTERRUPT HER SINGING THE SONG🧐😔😔😔🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🥰🥰🤬😤😤😤😤😤😤

~duplicitous sham~ that’s quite a juicy phrase ms fallon. alexis i dislike your marriage. and you in fact. yes x . “We were just like any other newlyweds” except the newlywed factor........:

anders. oh my god i adore him so much. he reminds me of my grandfather . YES adam is dangerous. anders i love you so much. be my grandfather figure. top 10 cool old dudes of all time.

liz is so beautiful how am i suppised to “Focus” on the “storyline” kirby just went 🥰🥰 also hi culhane ily babe

“My father’s convinced adam is pure evil” you see, that is......... trueeeee...........:.::: im sorry culhane ily love

this dialogue unfortunately does not flow all that well LOL . people dont think up things like this on the fly “my love is like that boutineer” sir i guarantee that metaphors r not going to save ur relationship... HI sam. so true. hi ily. samhane? culsam? 😳😳

DONT STEAL ANDERS SPOT OH HI JEFF YOU LOOK STUNNING.......... BEAUTIFUL BOY ....... HI!!!! ~you are the only family you’ve ever needed~ shit none of this wouldve happened if the Carringtons werent so greedy ij the first place

~true love has many faces~ how many anti liam omens can they sneak in into the episode 😭😭😭😭 hi laura whats up

the poor waiters at this establishment...... why does laura look like a rlly young version of my grandma........: huh.... wont think abt it /... alexis bad mom.jpeg

“I don’t want to miss my sons special day” ok bye i don’t #care she’s kind of rude

fallon trying to avoid future drama is confusing to me as that used to be her ENTIRE THING? HUH??? everyones talking to their moms today what the heck do that many people talk to their moms???

jeff hiiiii <333 that maroon suit!!!!! love!!!!!

Dont hurt anders you strange little evil man!!!!!!!!!!! (Adam, for reference)

fallon likes to ~e n u n c i a t e~ her dialogue. Drama Teachers Love Her

FIRBY SCENE! WELL THEY R TALKINF! UWU ! UWU ! smiles:) smiiiiiles:) the height difference i cannot do this😑😊😊😊🕯🕯🕯 BYE

BueirHWIIDWJDIWIFJWIFJWJJFWJFJWJDJWJDJWIFJWJFJWJDKWJDJWDJJWHDWHDHWHEHWHDHWJDJWJRJWJEJWJDJQUEUWJEJWJEJW CRIES SOBS SCREAMS THIS OS SO FUCKING FUNNY

Kirby you dumbass😭😭😭😭😭 ALEXIS WUDIWNDJW JEFF CAN YOU NOT HEF FCANKREMTIWN WHY IS THIS DIALOGUE IM SCREAMIGNRJFJD

kirby babe you are the kist imorjri WHQT? HUH? when all the characters have the maturity of a 13 yr old <33333 DID THE SHOW JUST END?????? OK.... DAMN.... they were really 2 minutes away from the end and remembered that things are supposed to happen in tv show episodes.... i cannot tell whether it os over actually?????? huh??? going to keep watching because it would be so embarrassing if i missed a few minutes oh yeah theres more

IM SORRY WHYBARE THESE PEOPLE SO STUPID. every single one of them. ih my god l. ohhhh my god . “I never meant to hurt you” you cheated on him. both of them are bad people. 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨 kirby darling what were you thinking . this dress on kirby is STUNNING ugh, she’s so charming . adam Shut the fuck up. He hasn’t said anything but shut the fuck up. OH MY GOD ADAM SHUT THE FUCK UP. OH MY GOD I HATE ADAM SO MUXH. OH MY GOD HOW IS HE THE WORST PERSON TO EVER LIVE 😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶😶 HES SO EVIL

“I didn’t want to tell you because i didnt want you to think of me as a monster” why did you do that stuff then bro . Kirby you SHOULDNT trust someone after they say that? How naive? Huh ?

omg hello jeffs grandma!!!!! she deserves better than every shitshow in this family... god🤨 dominique being a good person? i like to see that. she seems so genuine. ok this is nice . wait... SAFE? 😳😳😳😳 💴 💵 #money i miss monica

why do they never have sufficient lifhting in WAIT..... HER?????? #dumbofass HI JEFF <33333333 HI you can scam and whatever ur allowed to i support u

ooohhhh GORGEOUS fallon outfit

“Such a fail” IS THIS 2012 . CRINE HEIDJWJFIWNDWJDNWKFJW ENJDJSDJWJNDJWJD they keep saying folklore and im thinking its some sort of reference to the album and i get confused. wheres scheming fallon. need scheming fallon. do a scheme. do it

“We are that lucky couple” press x to doubt .... wait who is this🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔 this seems cincerning im cocnentwd why did it zoom in on this random man

#how many ads are there you ask?#too many #i never watch things live #this is .... a lot #american cell service is so cheap #cruella de vil ad😭#how does the cw app work #more ads ig #i dont have the attention span to remember what happened before the ads

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seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana · 4 years ago

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@ma-serannas-vhenan real quick. I have this weird idea in my head. I guess an AU?? It’s for Solas. It doesn’t make sense,,but it’s been in my head for awhile. I need someone to share my little AUs with shbs. It takes place after when Solas finds the inquisitor and takes the Anchor and it’s in his romance. It’s kinda long too-

But anyways here it is👀:

Solas falls asleep (if he ever does idk bro-) and enters the fade. But it’s not necessarily whats around him. It’s like the future, but a dream of the future I guess. Idk how to word it lol.

He’s looking around and he’s in the hall of the inquisition where the throne is. He looks around and sees people, but what confuses him most is that they’re not reacting to him. They’re talking like normal, as if nothing is wrong. He sees a mirror and looks into it and sees he’s not him. It’s like an illusion to make him look different. It confused him, but his time to think is interrupted by a small, high pitched voice, followed by a pull on his hand.

He turns around and sees no one, but once he looks down he sees a little elf girl, maybe only 5, who has this ginger hair, blue eyes, freckles, and she was sad.

“I-I’m sorry to bother sir, but I need help finding my mom. I lost her!” The little girl sounds horrified and Solas feels sadness for her too. He smiled at her and offers to help her. She smiled back at him (the brightest smile he’s seen in awhile) and takes his hand.

“What does your mom look like?”

“Umm, she has hair like me, eyes like me, freckles like me, and she’s an important person. I forgot the word,” the girl says, tripping over a few words. He laughs because that doesn’t help at all. Many people would look like her, so he just looked around.

Surprisingly, no one looked like her, and no one called out to her and the girl didn’t call out to anyone either. Solas was a little confused at how no one looked like this little girl, and he could tell her anxiety was getting worse. She would squeeze his hand sometimes.

He continued to walk around Skyhold (he couldn’t lie and say he didn’t miss seeing this place...) and look in the buildings.

“What about your dad?”

“Um, it’s hard to describe him. The main thing that stands out is his necklace. It’s a jaw of an animal. My momma told me but I can’t remember,” the girl said, trying hard to remember. He was a little worried as to why she couldn’t remember what her own father looked like, but then all of her words processed in his mind. Bone necklace? His heart was racing a bit at the idea of it being his necklace. His wolf jawbone necklace, but it couldn’t be him. Why would it be him? He shook it off and was curious as to why she can’t remember.

“Why can’t you remember the necklace?

“He shows it to me all the time, I just keep forgetting the name. When he’s sleeping, he either gives it to me or my momma. My mom won’t tell me what he’s healing from, but she told me she saved his life. It’s a long story, and she promised to tell me when I grow up!” He could tell the little girl was excited, and he smiled at that thought. Bloom was still doing what she always did. Saving people. He couldn’t lie and say he wishes it was him to end up with her, but he knows it cannot be. It never will be.

Eventually, he ends up taking her back to the throne room, and as soon as they walk in, Solas sees a woman going around asking people something.

“Have you seen my little girl? She looks just like me,” she would say, her voice shaking from panic. “No, Inquisitor, I have not. I’m sorry,” they would reply. She would nod and go to the next person.

“Momma!” The little girl called out, causing the woman to turn towards him and the little girl. The little girl let go of his hand and ran towards her momma. Bloom (my inquisitor for Solas) would do a happy sigh as she picks her daughter up (with her one arm which is a little difficult) and hug her close to her. “Don’t scare me like that again!” The Girl would apologize but point towards Solas. “This man was helping me find you, sorry I didn’t wait.” Bloom would look towards Solas and he could take her appearance in.

He doesn’t know how long it has been, but her hair is longer, her freckles are still where they were, and her eyes are still as blue as the sea. He stared for a few seconds and took her in until he noticed her talking to him. “Thank you for helping my daughter,” she said with a smile. It was clear her daughter was everything to her. Solas didn’t know what to say. She once again made him speechless. “It’s no problem,” he said, voice quiet.

“You look new here. Why don’t I show you around?” Bloom would look at him with a kind smile, but not the one she used with only him. He wishes it was, but knows he won’t see it again. He knows this place by heart and knows it would useless, but he accepts the offer, wanting to hear her voice again...and not in shouts of pain and filled with anger. Bloom puts down her daughter and ruffled her hair. “Why dont you go find Lady Josephine and be with her for awhile?” The girls eyes lit up and she nodded with a smile. “I like being with Josephine!!” The girl ran off while still being polite to others around her. Definitely Blooms little girl. Boom smiled at him again and lead him towards the exit of the entrance (of the throne room I guess?? What do you call that area?)

“So, where ya from?” They we’re walking down the stairs, a little slowly since Bloom wanted to get to know him. She liked getting to know new people, trying to not make them fear her. He tried to think up an answer, but couldn’t. “A little town away from here. A nice, cozy place, but I wanted to do more with my life and now I’m here,” he said. When he finally told her the truth when he took the anchor, he didn’t want to lie to her anymore, and here he was doing it again, even if it was a dream. “That’s great. I’m always open to new people being here.” It was true, she did. She may be not the best person in expressing herself, but it seems like she’s gotten better. Maybe this husband of hers made her better. He decided to find out.

“I hate to be nosy, but your daughter mentioned your husband healing? What did she mean?” Bloom stared at the ground as they walked. She looked a little sad, but happy at the same time. “My husband tried to do something terrible. He was a good man, until he wasn’t. He was a curse people said. He was the Dread Wolf. A battle happened with me and my army and his,” she said, her voice trembling a bit. He hated this story, but he needed to hear it. This was a dream he believed, but he wanted to hope for a happy ending. Something. Anything.

“In the end, I sacrificed myself to save everyone...and him.” That sentence made Solas’s heart drop. She sacrificed herself for him. The man who was going to murder everyone, the man used her (even if he fell in love with her, he still technically used her right?), and then the man who walked away from her. Why would she? “Why?” He whispered it and didn’t think she heard, but she did. “Well, people always do crazy things when they’re in love,” she said with a laugh. “Then how are you here?” Solas asked her with a bit of awe and curiosity. “I’m not sure. I just...woke up. I felt pain before I died, it went black, I saw someone or something, they spoke to me, and then I woke up as if nothing happened. Even though everything had changed.”

Solas felt a little in awe and curiosity, but he knew it couldn’t happen...right? He didn’t want to entertain the idea and continued walking (they stopped and had that little part about her dying and her husband conversation lol). “Well, that sounds,” he paused trying to explain his feelings, “amazing and interesting.” Bloom laughed. “My husband had the same reaction. He didn’t believe it, but still found it a blessing. But I did a blow to him as well, I saved him while also hurting him. He used a lot of power to do what he was going to do, and maybe he was the one who saved me. No one knows. But he needs time to heal. He comes in and out of sleep, always wanting to see his daughter and wife for a few days before needing more rest. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

Bloom looked truly happy as she talked to him, explaining her husband and her daughter and her life. The little girls name was Lily and her husbands name was Solas. It was him. He honestly couldn’t believe it was with him, there was still a part inside of him that believed she didn’t mean the actual dread wolf or him, but she knew he was the dread wolf. She couldn’t be talking about anyone else. After awhile, the tour was done and Bloom stopped and smiled at him. “Now, you can go see Commander Cullen and see how you can be put to work,” she gave a little slap on the back and one last smile. She walked away and he stood there for a second, afraid to move. A few seconds later he heard Bloom call out to him. “Hey, sir!” He turned and looked at her and saw her smiling.

“Wake up.”

*He would wake up with a jolt as he sat up, struggling to catch his breath. Did he just really see what he thought he saw? He saw her living a life with him. It was his hopes. The future he wanted even if he wanted another. Even if he was going to destroy that future...that Hope was still there. He laughed at the “wake up” part. Of course she would do that, referencing to their first kiss. He felt his heart do a big thump at the memory, and continued to hurt as he remembered memories of her and him together. He didn’t see that ‘dream’ as nothing more than a dream and a hope. And deep down, he hopes it’s true.

No one:

Me: What if some kind of spirits in the fade (maybe spirits/ghosts of his people or just any kind of spirit iDK) could show the future to him. Not just his hopes and dreams he wants, but the actual future. Show him what will happen, even if he doesn’t want to know. He sees it and just believes it’s his dreams because it is his dreams. Nothing more than a hope and dream. Definitely not a future he can ever have. The fade always showed him her dreams, so he never believed this was the future. BUT IT IS!!

Bloom saving the world sacrificing herself and also saving Solas (and my other fic shows the other side of her sacrificing herself...) and dying and somehow coming back to life (I imagined Mythal saving her bht I’m an idiot and don’t know how anything works in this fandom so,,yeah) and having a future with him!! A DAUGHTER!! And he heals eventually (not too long bc Bloom doesn’t live forever like he does. He lives forever right?) and lives with his wife and dAUGHTER AND THE INQUISITION!! Anyways that’s my idea and little AU I guess. I thought of this yesterday bc I saw a post you reblogged about Solas seeing his hope of the inquisitor having a kid together (seeing it in the fade I think) and how the kid has his wolf jaw bone nECKLACEEE!!

I decided for her to not have the necklace bc I was like “hmm. Solas would probably be like ‘yo how you get my necklace??’” And he would figure it out too fast and I was like no. But yh take my kinda sad but also kinda wholesome AU🥺😭.

Sorry if there’s any grammar errors I’m a little tired and don’t wanna read through it 5 more times djwbs.

EDIT: And YES I did make a reference to Meg in Hercules when she sacrificed herself for Hercules and went “People always do crazy things when they’re in love,” AND THAT WAS THE LOVE CONFESSION!! I love that

#dragon age #dragon age inquisition #solas x lavellan #solasvallen #my writing #I love Solaasss #I thought aboout the ‘wake up’ part like in the middle of the fic and honestly its my favorite part even if its just 2 words lol.#Hope you kinda like this sad and wholesome thing. I need to share my sad DA AU’s with someone and i like to talk about sadness lol #and Solas would want a little girl so he could have someone else be like Bloom and look like her and UGH. I just love them so much.#And I was gonna add a picrew of what Bloom would look like but its not too different. Just her hair finally being down.#Solas almost nEVER saw her with her hair down. She said it ‘got in the way of everything’. Even if he found it rlly pretty. So to see it #long and down would make him be like ‘😳🥺’#Anyways I love Solas and ik you do too so take some hell :)))). I love it honestly sjabsb

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blookmallow · 5 years ago

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I FINALLY GOT SKYRIM MARRIED

i have a BEAUTIFUL WIFE

...who i went through a lot of shit for. this is. a lot of exposition, bear with me :’) im very invested in my character’s personal story here

so astrid had a very important special job for me and sent me to markarth to speak with the client directly

it turned out to be the apothecary’s assistant, who i was passingly familiar with already, so i imagine it was a bit of a surprise to both of us, but she got right to the point - a man broke her heart and ruined her life, used her to hurt the people close to her, abandoned her to go become a bandit, now she wants him dead

u can probably imagine where this is going,

this is the first time ive had a dark brotherhood job i was legitimately PSYCHED to carry out, you BET ill go fuck this guy up for you id do this for free

however, she also had... another request, one that wasn’t required, but something she really, really wanted

see she was very close with/practically another daughter to the shatter-shields in windhelm, the wealthy family who recently lost a daughter to the windhelm butcher

alain had manipulated her and used her to get to the shatter-shields, i dont remember if he stole from them or what happened there, but whatever it was, the shatter-shields blamed muiri for this and disowned her, throwing her out onto the streets with nothing

so she was used and had her heart broken by a man she loved, then was told it was Her Fault, and lost her home and her friends/the closest thing to family she had all at once, and was so hurt and desperate she turned to the dark brotherhood to get revenge on them all

she wanted me to kill nilsine too, the shatter-shields’ other daughter

SO we have this really complicated situation where, on the one hand, she wants alain dead for using her and ruining her life and hurting her friends, and like, he’s a bandit leader now, so he’s someone i probably would’ve easily killed off anyway, by “this is a video game not real life”/skyrim standards that’s a no brainer, i have no moral conflict with that and can’t wait to slash this guy’s head off

but on the other hand she’s so broken she wants a woman who used to be her best friend/practically her sister dead too. i dont know what nilsine’s role in this was specifically but these people were essentially her family, and they victim blamed her when she needed their support the most and threw her out with nothing and nowhere to go

and i had already done quests with the shatter-shields before this, so like, i know them too, and they’re sort of friends to me, i helped solve the mystery of their other daughter’s murder and now I’m being asked to kill the other. not to mention everyone’s going to think the butcher’s back/there’s a copycat killer/something and it’s gonna cause a panic again (even if the game doesn’t acknowledge that/directly show that happening, y’know)

killing someone’s daughter when they’re still in mourning over the first, when they’ve come to trust you, when you’re the one who helped them gain closure over that first death already, is just. a stone cold thing to do

especially looking at it from my character’s perspective, she’d be especially torn on this because she’s a mother herself, but her children are girls she rescued from the streets - lucia was thrown away by her family, sofie was a victim of tragedy and was let down by the people in authority who should have protected and helped her

so medea would relate to tova as a mother and a friend but also relate powerfully with muiri as a victim in this

ultimately i don’t think there’s any real justification to kill nilsine here, i dont think you can really morally defend that, but. i was so drawn to muiri and wanted so badly to give her a shot at a better life and help her heal from all this, and knew she would become a marriage option if i did it bc id seen her name on the marriage options list before, her story fits in so well with medea’s, and like, i dont imagine im gonna have a lot of options for wives who would Know about my connection to the dark brotherhood/the things ive done and be okay with it, so if i went with her, there wouldn’t be a “keeping this horrible secret from my wife” aspect to deal with even though the game probably doesn’t acknowledge it if you do (i mean im still. keeping it from my kids, but. y’know. when they’re older)

and “talk this out with her and help her see how badly her mind’s been warped by the pain she’s been through” isn’t an option given to you, so

in the end i went through with it. killing alain was easy, just like any other bandit camp raid, but to get at nilsine without being caught, i had to sneak into their house when the family was asleep

which i expected would involve a lot of careful sneaking and laborious lock picking

until i realized i could just walk right in

because the door was already unlocked for me. because they consider me a friend and allow me into their home

and that somehow made it so much worse

i killed nilsine with an arrow, nobody heard a thing, and i ran for it before anyone saw me in there or realized what had happened

muiri gave me a special ring as a “symbol of her affection” for doing this, which i think is about the biggest sign i coulda hoped for lmao

i held off on considering marriage for the time though and finally decided i had to go back to windhelm to see if there was anything i could do to make amends to the shatter-shields even though they shouldn’t know it was me/make sure i didnt get seen by a guard without realizing it or something (though it wouldn’t probably matter anyway, guards saw me leave the orphanage immediately after grelod’s death and shrugged that off, so,)

my name’s still clear in windhelm, but...

tova committed suicide after she discovered what happened

she couldn’t cope with losing another daughter

so now the father is the only one left, coping with. the death of his entire family occurring within like a couple months

i didnt see what happened here i came back later so i dont know if this is something you can possibly stop or if its possible to witness the moment they find nilsine or tova’s suicide or if this just Inevitably happens whenever you come back

i feel terrible about this but theres. not really any going back now,

so. i went back to muiri

i dont know if this is what everyone says or not but her response was just. “i mean, yeah, why wouldn’t I be” i love her lmao

i wouldnt choose to get married in riften if it was up to me but thats how it be in skyrim i guess

my babies are here!!!! what!!!!

and a. random guy i dont recognize lmao :’)

just wandered in to see what was going on i guess. or maybe we’re friends and i forgot who he is entirely which would be kind of sad :’ )

maybe it was my long lost father... slipped out before i ever had the chance to realize it

however i actually. ended up doing this scene twice because, fun fact, there’s a glitch where if you don’t manage to catch up to your spouse to talk about where to live before they leave the chapel they can just fucking Disappear sometimes, :’ ) i couldnt find her anywhere after the wedding and finally looked it up and apparently she just fell into the void so i had to reload and run it again. we’re double married now

planned better this time and dressed better but anyway that elf guy didn’t appear this time but some other guy did, who i ALSO cant quite identify, he looks. maybe. kind of like lucas valerian? who is actually a friend to me and was one of the first friends i made so it’d decently make sense for him to come to my wedding, but weird if he came and camilla didn’t, and im not even sure thats him anyway, so i dont know what happened here all around

muiri’s mentor lady came too though which was sweet

im spinning this kind of as... like, medea was so drawn to her and felt so strongly for her she couldn’t bring herself to disappoint her and this was an eye opener for them both as a kind of. “look what kind of people we’ve let ourselves become” and their marriage as a new beginning, love coming from a place of desperation and darkness, starting over and hoping that the divines will forgive what they’ve done

medea’s not leaving the brotherhood but i mmmmmight try to be a little more careful about who i kill

i had intended for her to come live with me in markarth, she’s in on my. assassin life so having kind of this Other Side to my life made sense but... she met my kids at the wedding i guess and she wanted to live with them... which is really cute,

it feels really weird having this huge fancy house all to myself (and uh. argis, i guess) in markarth and having my wife and kids (and lydia, and a fox) all squished into the honestly kinda run-down whiterun house though i think im gonna work on getting the solitude house for them bc its. safer there than in markarth i feel like and ive heard thats like the fanciest/biggest house

there she is..... my Wife

she also sells things now but i feel bad accepting it when she gives me “my share” of the profit like.... babe thats your money i have so much adventuring money and i didnt do shit to help earn that,

i buy things from her sometimes but i refuse to sell her stuff bc i dont want to take any more of her money :’ )

even tho it. doesnt really matter, its video games, i know, but

found lucia, the fox, and muiri all on the bed at once

lydia was just standing like this for a rly long time after muiri moved in i guess she was suspicious but chilled out eventually :’)

gettin along finally

i just realized if we move to solitude lydia’s gonna get left behind though :(

i mean ill still come visit her but. upsetting

my one issue is that muiri still keeps saying “thank you for solving my-....problem.” every time i come in speaking distance of her which is. weird given that its the same line she had before we were married, like, she apparently doesnt get any new things to say, and is Really repetitive (imagine living in a small space with your partner and they say the same sentence with the same intonation every time you step within like 2 feet of them. how long til that gets old, do you think, ) and also its just like??? girl let that go we gotta stop dwelling on this or the kids are gonna start questioning what apparently massively important problem mommy solved

idk why she was laying on the floor but anyway my kids have started calling her “mama” now too and im not crying or anything

#lucy plays skyrim #this actually happened. a while ago but i forgot this post in my drafts bc i didnt want to deal with proofreading it lmao #Nobody Cares Except Me but my skyrim character's life is important business ok #i think im gonna marry sadri on my khajiit file eventually. he was like. my second choice/'If I Had To Pick A Dude'#and that way my dad will stop asking if my character's married anyone yet lmao i can be like o yea i married sadri #little does he know my main file is a woman with a wife and my male character's gonna have a husband. technically im not lying #hoping he wont ask to see how my house is coming along or anything lmao

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friendshipcampaign · 5 years ago

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Session Recap 6/30/19: Stormcrows and Swords

When the party all awoke that morning, there were messages waiting for them from the Gatekeepers in the Infinite Library.

Kriv, who had asked about the Three of Eyes and the DPL, received a message from Hubris that read:

theyre a nasty piece of work. most demon cultists are seeking power or influence, even if theyve decided the best way to accomplish that is bloody destruction. but the three of eyes seek nothing less than the total domination of the abyss over the prime material plane and everything it touches. they dont worship one of the lords. they worship the abyss itself. weve always been able to stop them because theyre inherently unstable semicolon the most revered members are those so fluent in abyssal that they have experienced the third dark letter, enabling them to hear the whispers of the abyss unfiltered. But no mortal mind or body can withstand that for long, so theyre more likely to go out in a blaze of demonic glory than to hatch any real longterm plans. lucky for us exclamation point. keep your eyes open.

heard from a and p that youre in veritas. the cult is most likely trying to take advantage of the instability from the breach to open a new portal. theyd need some powerful demons for that, or an alkilith that hastens the formation of abyssal breaches. well be watching for problems in the area, but theres enough residual abyssal energy that its hard to get a clear picture. re the goddess, ill do some digging. im familiar with the symbolism but not whether the deity has been identified.

re the dpl. weve met them. they like alembic. they dont like me at all exclamation point. better to avoid them unless theres an emergency.

best, hubris

Erwyn had asked Alembic and Palava about their experiences in Veritas the months prior and also received a message back, reading:

dear erwyn,

we are always happy to help how we can. the breach in veritas was to an uncatalogued layer of the abyss. so, on the one hand, we can only tell you what we saw, but on the other hand what we saw is as much as anyone knows.

the creature that came through was vast and amorphous, not really an ooze but something like a huge, growing slab of purplish muscle. it gave off a poison that made anyone exposed to it laugh uncontrollably. if theres any of that still around remember that it is a poison, not a magical effect, so be smarter than me and invest in a mask.

the weird thing about this creature, and the one that makes it particularly dangerous to the prime material plane, is that it could grow more demons. At first we thought there were reinforcements coming through the portal, but they kept showing up even after alembic closed the breach, and then we found some that were halfformed, embedded in strange growths in its body. those new demons always grew in circles around a clear pod where it held some person or animal it had trapped, and it seemed to be using its captives as some kind of inspiration. the demons it grew from them were a similar size and shape. its possible it needed living captives. when we broke the clear pods the people inside were all right as long as there was healing on hand, so we saved a dozen or so humanoids and a dog.

now, we did our level best to wipe it out for good. couldnt see hide nor hair of it when we were done, and the demonology prevention league was planning on keeping watch on the area in case it found a way to come back. at this point were most concerned about some cultist locating the layer and summoning themselves an endless supply of demons so were all trying to keep the details under wraps. i wouldnt be unduly worried, but do keep your eyes out and let us know if you find anything stranger than expected.

be careful and stay in touch,

alembic and palava

And finally, Ditto, who had asked a more complex question, received back:

i will look exclamation point. nothing that is immediately accessible but thats what research is for exclamation point exclamation point exclamation point.

cheerio,

hubris

To start out their investigations for the day, the group followed Tiktik to the place they had seen the demon disappear inside the previous night. The building was on Needle Row, where the tailors’ and cloth merchants’ shops were, but was itself a boarded-up warehouse. There was a shop next to it, however, which the group decided to check out to see if they could notice anything odd. They entered on the pretense that Amaranth needed her coat repaired a bit and Voski suggested checking out the “finer” wares along the walls -- though it took Erwyn a second to catch on to her actual meaning and she had to steer him gently inside.

The tailor who owned the place was a half-orc with two assistants, a halfling and a goblin. He became very engaged talking to Amaranth about her coat repair. Voski also took the opportunity to scout out some nice prints, for inspiration. With the tailor occupied, Erwyn approached the wall nearest the warehouse on the other side and cast Detect Magic -- but it set off one of his Wild Magic surges, causing a swarm of dusky blue butterflies with silver eyes to manifest inside the store.

The goblin assistant muttered under her breath and Kriv apologized, recognizing the word for “adventurer.”

Some of the party and the shop workers both attempted to shoo the butterflies out the door. After a minute though, they all vanished. While Erwyn was mortified, he stayed silent, hoping to still glean some information from his spell. He managed to detect both faint Abjuration and Divination spells from the other side of the wall, as well as a magical effect on one of the tailor’s needles.

Once she noted Erwyn had finished his investigation, Amaranth swiftly told the tailor they were late for a thing and had to run, taking her coat with her. The party all shuffled outside and Erwyn explained what he had noticed.

The party next headed to the address Amaranth had been given by the orc woman she’d spoken to at the bar the night before, hoping to get a glimpse of the Obsidian Shard drop point. It seemed to be a laundry, which was in line with the instructions Amaranth had been given about dropping off something needing mending to contact them. She also noted a beggar’s mark that signified the place as off-limits for thieves, and an unfamiliar narrow diamond shape drawn in black. Unable to spot any unusual activity in the area at this time, the party moved along.

As they headed towards the office of the private investigator Squall had hired previously, it became clear they were entering the poorer part of town. The building itself was very run-down, with a big sign out front that read “Eckjeth Investigations” and an oil lamp visible inside. Eckjeth poked her head out to greet them. She was a half-elf with pointy face and twitchy ears, whose hair was braided in a faux-elven style that had clearly been done about three days ago. She let them inside and revealed an office with cases of showy books covered in dust, and boxes packed full of tinctures that were shoved to the sides in an attempt to make them less obvious.

She invited the party to sit, but most of them refrained. Amaranth pulled a chair over and turned it around, sitting on it backwards. Ditto sat on the desk. Before getting into the conversation, Eckjeth poured herself a drink and added one of the tinctures to it, looking genuinely relieved as she did so. She asked what they were here for and seemed annoyed when they said they were looking for Quest, snapping that missing persons cases were a lesson in futility in Veritas right now. She admitted that when she’d gone to the Stormcrows they couldn’t confirm that Quest was dead, since Eckjeth didn’t know her personally, but it seemed clear that this was her assumption.

Interestingly, the case seemed to be less on Eckjeth’s mind than other things. She looked to be extremely stressed and tired. When the group asked about this she admitted her desire to get out of the city, since it seemed like there was nothing the common people of the city could do about the Abyssal influences lingering since the incursion. Voski then asked her about the tincture she’d put in her drink and Eckjeth stiffened -- it seemed she had a sort of love-hate relationship with the things.

Eckjeth told the group that the tinctures had been brought to the city by a wealthy philanthropist named Karin Mordechai, who would come to the city sometimes and do spontaneous demonstrations, professing their virtues and how they could keep the public safe from the effects of the breach. Eckjeth said she was based somewhere east of Veritas, so while she rented a place in the city during her visits she wasn’t around often, and would sometimes teleport in thanks to a wizard in her employ. Apparently Karin was also planning on attending the upcoming Guildhall Gala, though she had managed to receive special dispensation privileges from the guilds so that people selling the tinctures didn’t need memberships to operate.

When asked what the tinctures were made out of, Eckjeth informed the party they were made outside of the city, since Veritas was too “unstable,” out of materials straight from the elemental planes. Kriv asked if she had been feeling alright and if he could cast a spell to check up on her and she agreed. When he cast Detect Poison and Disease, he picked up on something similar to what he’d detected on Clarity the other night. Eckjeth tried to pitch the tinctures to them and Erwyn tentatively bought one of them, hoping to investigate it later. Eckjeth also gave the party her investigation notes, which started out more organized and grew increasingly more scrawled.

The detective also let them know about a member of the lamplighter’s guild, Deveron Wick, who had been at the guildhouse the night of Quest’s disappearance and said he had seen her briefly, but had offered no additional information. Additionally, she shared her notes on the outfit Quest had last worn as well as the blades she’d had on her -- a sort of “rescue” enchanted sword that was anxious around others, called Stív, and two fae daggers, one affiliated with fire and the other with ice, that could be used to find each other. Kriv offered Eckjeth a few gold as a tip for the information, subtly using Lay on Hands to heal a bit her as he handed them over.

Deciding to talk to the Stormcrows next, the party headed to the temporary temple to the Raven Queen set up near the exclusion zone. When they arrived, one of the raven-masked clerics was talking to a member of the city watch outside, saying they hadn’t been expecting difficulties today. An acolyte greeted them inside, but Erwyn and Voski both noted a lock on the door leading to the morgue that had apparently been blasted open, and what seemed to be signs of some kind of magical altercation.

When Voski inquired about what had happened, the acolyte explained that there had been an incident -- though they assured the group it hadn’t involved necromancy. They quickly switched subjects to ask the group what they were here for, and Amaranth asked if they could confirm whether or not Quest was still alive. When she said she was asking as a friend, the acolyte lead them to a back chamber. Sitting inside was a kenku with magpie plumage, who also wore a leather raven mask and a small, black leather crown. Her mask reached over her beak and seemed to have buckles that could close it shut. The acolyte introduced her as Susurrus, the Crowned Crow.

After Amaranth described Quest, the crowned cleric lit a bowl of incense in front of her and breathed in the smoke before raising her head, waiting for a moment, extremely still. She then lowered it and turned to the acolyte who had brought them in, signing a message. The acolyte informed the party that she said no one of Quest’s description had passed through the Astral Plane yet. They clarified that this wasn’t a sure sign she was among the living, but still meant it was likely.

As they left the chamber, Ditto asked more about what had happened in the morgue. The acolyte, apparently too unnerved by the events to remain secretive a second time, answered her in a hushed whisper. They said a group of individuals had used Feign Death to disguise themselves as corpses to get into the morgue, then escaped with three bodies that the clerics had been told to keep safe using Gentle Repose so that the Watch could return to cast Speak With Dead and complete an interrogation. The watch and DPL were apparently both very upset about the situation.

“I hope you find your friend,” the acolyte told them in parting.

“Thank you. I hope you find your bodies!” Ditto replied.

Noting that the argument outside had increased in fervor, Ditto tucked herself behind Voski and started trying to cast a spell under her breath. Voski nudged her before she could finish and slightly shook her head, causing her to cease the casting. As the group started to head away there was further commotion as several DPL agents arrived on the scene. The party high-tailed it away.

As they passed the Obsidian Shard drop point again, Voski cast a Locate Object to see if there were any Three of Eyes pendants in the building. While there, Voski and Amaranth both noted a little spider-like construct scurrying along the street with a scroll held in a sling. When it was pointed out to the others, Erwyn wanted to follow it, but some of the others were hesitant. Voski suggested Tiktik trail it instead. Ditto was hesitant to ask them to follow a potentially dangerous stranger again so soon, but the familiar was willing and went after it. As Tiktik headed off, Ditto also tried casting Detect Thoughts to see if the spider-construct had any. It didn’t.

The party then headed to the home of Winstanus Albach, the customer who’d last bought a sword from Quest. Outside, a flying sword was attempting to cut the grass on the lawn -- though it was only broadly successful. Voski waved at it and it paused to wave back. When they knocked on the door, a number of interesting bumps and clattering noises followed from inside. Then an elderly human man with a huge mustache answered the door, holding a number of leashes which each had a flying sword at the end, and scolded several of the more active ones by name for being rude to company.

When the party explained they were here to speak with him, Winstanus invited them all in, explaining he would put the swords in his “gladiary” -- a word he devised by combining the Celestial “Gladius” and the Common “aviary” -- for their safety. He then lead them to a nice sitting room, which was finely furnished but clearly had many sewn- and patched-up gashes. He offered them all biscuits on plates with little paintings of swords on them, and seemed sad to hear that Quest was still missing. Apparently he was a go-to for her when she had flying swords with slight behavioral issues, as he was an avid collector and didn’t mind their quirks. He was doubly concerned for her well-being because he also had arrangements with her to help find his swords good homes when he passed on.

The last sword he had purchased from her was from the Faewilds -- a long, leaf-shaped mithril one with vine patterns on the blade and metal and crystal flowers on the hilt that struggled a little on its leash as he fetched it. Apparently it had once been a part of an entire flock, but the swords were let go and Quest, who specialized in fae artifacts, had found it running feral. He also said it emitted faint sunlight at all times, and he hadn’t yet thought of a proper name for it. Erwyn asked if he could handle the sword, curious, and Winstanus warned him to watch his fingers, though also noted that as he was an elf the fae blade might receive him a little more kindly. Erwyn carefully examined the sword and noted a Sylvan inscription on it that read, “I and my sisters guard the third court.”

Ditto asked Winstanus if anyone had bothered him recently looking for information on swords. He said a blacksmith named Filigree Black had stopped by before the Abyssal incursion happened, interested in learning about historical smithing techniques, but that was all. In the meantime, Amaranth tried petting a little geriatric dagger floating near her, but accidentally bonked it into the table. It scurried fearfully behind Winstanus. She apologetically held out one of her own daggers for it to investigate.

Winstanus then told the group about the Veritas Amateur Historians Society, which he was a member of, though he mentioned it hadn’t had regular meetings for a while. He gave them the name of the organizer, a dragonborn named Lomik Turnuroth, who was the head of staff at the Zisisvoyni mansion uptown. He also mentioned that both Squall and Eckjeth had stopped by to speak with him about Quest, as well as some of the Watch, though their investigation had seemed half-hearted.

Towards the end of their visit, Amaranth told Winstanus that she’d bought her own sword from Quest, and he congratulated her on the purchase. He delightedly talked swords with her for a bit, and the shy dagger from earlier finally grew interested in her and wandered over, now less afraid.

#session recap

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bitchwhoreofastorm · 6 years ago

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dumb thing abt almalexias childhood. dont rebl0g

It never snowed in Mournhold, but winter had come just the same; the sun grew pale and the air was chill and crisp. Such it was that Almalexia dressed in Nordic wool that day, and attended sword practice wearing scratchy trousers and a long wool tunic, both borrowed from her mother. The clothes would be warm enough for any Nord– indeed, the Nords mulled about shirtless and complained about the heat even in the coldest months– but for an elf of thirteen it was hardly adequate to keep out the chill, and she arrived at the barracks shivering. The Shouts needed only take one look at her before they pounced on her, and within ten minutes she’d been outfitted with a musty fur half-cloak and ugly steel boots that reached up to her knees.

Even the hardest Nord hearts found it difficult to be cruel to Almalexia. Chimer didn’t readily reproduce, and the occupation had done little to inspire hope in their kind, so elfish children were rare; in Mournhold Palace Almalexia was without peers her age, Nord or Chimer, so she sought companionship in the barracks, and played among her guards. Many of them fancied themselves mentors or elder siblings to the wayward girl, and took it upon themselves to teach her swordplay and the arts of war. Such was their routine: in between patrols, training, and quashing would-be rebellions and civil disobediences, the Nords would use their breaks to teach their adopted student how to wield a sword or play cards. Almalexia herself was a quick learner (if not annoyingly proud and sensitive, at times, but so were all royal children), and liable to spill the most interesting high-court gossip between sessions, so few were able to complain about the burden of her presence. The impromptu arrangement was largely considered a good one.

The Shout who volunteered to play teacher that day was Heigl, Almalexia’s favorite guard, a woman about seven years her senior, who’d joined the force at sixteen and thus known Almalexia since the princess was eight. Another Shout, an older lad named Hjaland whose affinity for magic made him more comfortable among the denizens of Morrowind than his own Skyrimisk kin, tagged along in their training, no doubt drawn by the prospect of seeing whatever elven magic Almalexia had returned from Ald Sotha with. The three of them set up in the training yard behind the barracks, sheltered from the wind by the high purple walls of Mournhold, and with Almalexia standing firm before a mannequin with her legs spread and an ebony sword in both hands, the lesson began.

For the first while they reviewed different techniques, with Heigl correcting and praising Almalexia in turn, each criticism gentle and sandwiched between compliments: “Your stance is just perfect, but let’s be mindful of your arms, eh?” Hjaland was less familiar to the girl and lacked tact, and his criticism (“An elf like you is a bit slight for a move like that, try holding the sword lower”) was met with irritation and defensiveness. Almalexia, to her credit, did a great job of reigning back her sharp temper, and attempted to take each correction in stride– within half an hour she’d indeed learned to hold her arms lower and her sword closer, even when idle, something she was usually slack on.

But nothing good lasts, and eventually Almalexia seemed to stop listening to any guidance at all, and her arms, normally too far away from her body, slumped and drew instead too close, causing her stance to go amiss.

“No!” scolded Hjaland, tapping her elbow with the tip of his own wooden training-sword. “Now your arms are too far down. Lift ‘em up, little elf!”

But Heigl, ever-observant, stopped and lowered her sword. “Hey, Lexie,” she said softly, “Is something the matter?”

“I’m just–” Almalexia had raised her arms when Hjaland tapped them, but now her elbows fell back to her side, “I’m just cold. It’s cold out here.” And the Nords saw that the girl was indeed shivering.

The Nords exchanged a glance; Heigl walked over to Almalexia, and stroked back her long hair, which the girl wore loose and falling about her shoulders. “Well, let’s go inside, then, little one. It’ll be much warmer in the hall, where the hearth is burning.”

So the three returned to the barracks; what it had been before the Nords came Almalexia didn’t know, for it was an unusual long rectangular building, with several long low benches and tables lined up around the western side, while the eastern side (the side that opened up onto the training-yard) remained bare, leaving adequate space for a muster. There was no real hearth, as Chimeri buildings rarely had them, but a fire-pit stood at each end, and beds of smouldering coals kept the interior pleasant and toasty. Though it was noon, the feeble winter sun had been hardly able to puncture a haze of ash drifting in from the North. The trio breathed sighs of relief as they crossed the threshold into the warm hall.

Just as they were setting up in the middle area, the western door swung open, and in marched a large and formidable figure. Almalexia, who’d been struggling to help move a dummy larger than she, failed to notice the intrusion, until her companions fell to their knees with a chorus: “Thuri!”

“Stand, men, stand!” boomed a familiar voice, preternaturally loud, causing the stones to quiver. “I’m looking for little Almalexia. Hath you seen her?”

Almalexia fumbled with the dummy, then dropped it entirely. Then, leaving the dummy, she stepped to the side, unthinkingly holding her sword in battle-stance before her. “I’m here, Jarl!”

The Jarl of Mournhold was a giant of a man– the son of one of Ysgramor’s companions, it was said, with Atmoran blood coursing strong in his veins. If he weren’t so intimidating one might consider him jolly. When he beheld Almalexia he burst into laughter, booming laughter that caused the support pillars to wriggle in their places.

“Why!” he exclaimed, “It’s you, little elf! But look at you, all dressed up like a Nord, and a Nord lad at that! Why, for a moment I mistook you for my boy, just as he was when he were getting ready to leave. Look at you! We’ll make a Nord of you yet, I say.”

Almalexia, embarrassed, lowered her sword and bowed deeply.

“Not quite a Nord yet, my Jarl” said Hjaland, standing from his own bow. “The weather outside was too cool for her, even with Balring’s old cloak, we had to come in to finish our training.”

“But she’s doing wonderfully,” interjected Heigl, “And she’s only a girl, even a Nord her age would be chilled, yet she didn’t complain once.”

“Is this true?” asked the Jarl, turning to Almalexia– when she peeked up she saw that he bore a grin.

“Yes,” Almalexia said, straightening up to her full height, “I don’t mind the cold so much, it just made it difficult to hold my sword out.”

“But she held it out!” said Heigl.

“So I see!” said the Jarl, his voice full and warm, like he was about to laugh again. “And have my Shouts been teaching you well?”

“Yes, thuri!” Almalexia said. “I’ve learned lots about swords, and swordcraft, and fighting. Everyone says I’m good,” she added, standing a little taller, “When I was at Ald Sotha, none my age could best me, magic used or no.”

The Jarl nodded, considering this. “Well,” he said, “In this case, I believe we have a score to settle, you and I.”

“My Jarl?”

“When you were a wee girl, you challenged me for my throne, and I said, aye, you may.” A few other Shouts had gathered around, watching the scene curiously– the Jarl’s voice was loud and it was difficult not to pay attention to him. The Jarl continued his story, beaming, “Yet before I so much as drew my sword you, relentless, used your Voice! Aye, you shrieked at me, little devil, and I was so surprised that I fell backwards! As if that were a real thu’um! And so it was that little Almalexia won the Throne of Mournhold, and became the Demon of the East.”

The surrounding Shouts laughed– most had heard this anecdote before.

Almalexia blushed deeply. “My Jarl, I–”

“Nay! I am not the Jarl, for you stole my Throne, little one. But now,” and the Jarl drew his sword from the hilt at his side, “I would like to challenge you back. Jarl Almalexia, I challenge you for the Throne of Mournhold!”

Now the Shouts were laughing, for the Jarl had fallen to one knee, and his expression was gravely serious. Almalexia, her face as red as her hair, turned to look at Heigl for guidance; Heigl, biting back a grin, nodded enthusiastically.

“I…” Almalexia, flustered, turned back to the Jarl. “I agree?”

“Excellent!” The Jarl, like a giant erupting from the earth, sprung back to his feet and raised his sword to battle-stance. “Let us begin!”

By now they’d earned the attention of most of the barracks, and poor Almalexia was so embarrassed she barely remembered how to hold her weapon. Deep down a part of her knew the Jarl would never harm her, and indeed, the Jarl began the 'duel’ with a slow and gentle sweep towards her side, which long training allowed her to parry by instinct. This was followed by a few equally gentle swipes, each of which Almalexia knocked aside without effort, and with each block the Shouts cheered, and the girl regained her confidence. Encouraged, she lashed out with a few strikes of her own, and the Jarl easily blocked each one, but let them come close to landing, to raise her spirits.

The sparring continued, and Almalexia’s confidence grew, and she forgot her embarrassment at being watched, and set about trying to hit the Jarl in earnest. He managed to block every blow she struck, of course, and threw a few at her to keep her on her toes, but the challenge seemed to inspire her, and she set into him with growing enthusiasm. Her assault was inspired enough that he was forced to take a few steps back, and this only encouraged her. When he knocked her sword to the right, shoving aside her thrust, she darted to the side and turned, moving for the opening he’d left--

“ZAN HAAL VIIK.”

And Almalexia stood, dumb, as her sword flew from her hand of its own accord and clattered across the floor.

“I see they haven’t covered that yet.” the Jarl was saying, amused. “A good fight, little elf–”

“That’s not fair!” Almalexia blurted out. She rushed over, diving at the ground to reclaim her sword, but once she’d picked it up Heigl grabbed her tightly by the arm. “That’s not fair,” she repeated, “You used your thu'um!”

“Eh, don’t be mad, little Lex!” The Jarl raised his hands apologetically. “Aye, I should’ve guessed you never encountered that trick.”

“It’s not fair!”

“Nay, but the gods en’t fair to your kind, are they?”

Almalexia’s face was burning again, and she wrenched her arm away from Heigl. But the Jarl stepped forwards then, and gently took her by the shoulder, and he was so large and so frightening that she felt the indignant fury drain out of her at once.

“Look,” said the Jarl gently, and he clasped his hands around her wrists, and brought them forwards. “Which is your dominant hand? The right?”

“Y– yes, Jarl.”

“Well. You’ll want to hold your right hand near the base, where this flair on the hilt is, and hold tightly with your thumb and finger in a circle.” He positioned her fingers such. “Can you hold that?”

“Hjaland said I should–”

“Hjaland hasn’t fought a Tongue, I’d wager. Hold it like that.”

The Jarl released her, and Almalexia stepped back, raising her sword into fighting-stance, but keeping the grip he’d shown her. “Now,” said the Jarl, “The very moment you see my mouth move, I want you to jerk back on the sword. Now, it’s going to feel strange, and you’ll feel like you’re jerking too hard, but I want you to ignore that, and just jerk. Can you do that?”

“I think so-- I mean, yes, Jarl.”

“Good, clever girl!” The Jarl rose to his full height, and placed both hands on his hips, the sword hanging loosely from his off-hand. “Now, ready?”

He inhaled, but Almalexia reacted too soon, pulling her sword all the way back past her hips. When she realized her mistake she exhaled through her teeth.

“Aye, it’s alright,” said the Jarl reassuringly, “Try again. Ready?”

“Ready.”

“Good. Now…”

A long moment’s silence, as the Jarl took a deep breath, and Almalexia stood still, sword raised–

“ZAN HAAL VIIK!”

The shout shook her, but Almalexia jerked back her sword, and the weapon removed rooted in her hand.

Immediately Heigl let out a resounding 'WHOOP’ of delight, clapping her hands, and the rest of the Shouts– who had been watching the lesson with curiosity– followed her lead and cheered. Even the Jarl clapped, and shook Almalexia by the shoulder. “Excellent! See? You resisted my thu'um, easy as a Tongue!”

Almalexia, embarrassed anew by the celebration, raised her off-hand to her face. “I’m not– I only did what you said!”

“Well, you did it well, mal fahliil! I tell you, we’ll make a Nord of you yet!” The Jarl leaned forwards and kissed her forehead, causing her to recoil, thoroughly flustered. Then he rose to his full height and planted his hands on his hips, turning to the Shouts.

“And you lot! Aren’t you supposed to be on patrol? Can’t you see you’re embarrassing the little lass? Be off with ye!”

At the Lord’s chastising, the Shouts turned and hastily returned to their business. A stern glance from the Jarl informed even Heigl and Hjaland that they weren’t exempt from this command– Hjaland withdrew immediately, but Heigl took the time to hug Almalexia, whispering a praise in her ear before following her comrade off the scene.

Almalexia still held her sword, her face burning, and when her Shout protectors had gone she pressed her palm over her eyes. “Oh, Gods, that was–”

“Glorious!” the Jarl interrupted her. “I thought– ah, but you’re shy!”

Almalexia mutely shook her head, but when the Jarl touched her shoulder, she fell forwards and buried her face in his arm.

“I’m not being kind,” said the Jarl, patting her on the back with his free arm. “There, there. But don’t think I’m humouring you. I’ve been naught but earnest! You’re turning into a good little warrior, Almalexia. How old are you now, girl?”

“Thirteen, or near it.”

“Thirteen! Well, you ought to be going off to Throat-Of-The-World soon, if you were born right. It’s a shame,” he squeezed her shoulder, “Your appearance is the only thing elf about you. I never heard of an elf taking so well to sword-craft, dragon-tongue, or the thu'um, not like you have. We would make a Tongue of you. Alas!”

“Ah. Thank you, Jarl.”

“Aye. But if the wolf sat about saying 'If only!’, he’d starve to death for lack of time to hunt. Come,” and he released her, pushing her away, so that she stood blushing and dazed, clutching her sword by her side, “Your mother’s looking for you, something about your Uncle.”

“Indoril Nam? Is that why you came down?”

“Aye, that one. Well? Do you want to go to your Uncle? If you don’t want to, I’ll simply tell him you’re busy. I’d like to show you more, we don’t spend half the time together we ought to.”

Almalexia froze for a long moment, and chewed on her lip, and looked away from the Jarl.

“… Could you?” she began, timidly, “Tell him I’m busy? If you wouldn’t mind showing me more dragon-shouts? Just so I know how to counter them, see–”

The Jarl’s smile was so radiant that one wouldn’t need to look to see it. “Very well, little one! I’ll let Amun-Shae know that Jarl Almalexia is busy with her poor servant Chimarvir. You wait here, mal fahliil, daar pruzah?”

“Geh, thuri. I’ll wait.”

And such it was that the Jarl, formidable and strong, ensured that Almalexia could spend the day learning from a Tongue how best to counter the thu'um; something that would prove more useful than her irate relatives could dream at the time.

#yes i did post this yesterday yes i did delete this while having a tantrum yes i am reposting it now #almalexia #fic

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naernon · 6 years ago

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for the ask meme (TES, obvs): 3,9, 13 (for naemon), 23!

thank you!! i wrote this all last night and i havent checked for coherency or errors so forgive me if it’s a bit scatterbrained at times (although yall should be used to incoherency coming from me ghhgfg.)

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3.) Have you ever unfollowed someone over a fandom opinion?

someone said that they didn’t like serana and i was already sitting on the decision to unfollow them for other reasons and that. that was just the Final Straw.

but i think that’s it…? im so petty + impulsive (deadly combo) at times that maybe i did unfollow over a TES opinion another time but i can’t remember hgufuhfhxdfh

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9.) Most disliked character(s)? Why?

OOF this is a hard one, ill list the ones that come to mind rn;

molag bal. needs no explanation

darren guitar or whatever his name is. im sorry to anyone who likes him but i just.. can’t. he’s so obnoxious. he was toned down in summerset, probably because different people were writing him if i had to guess but in the main and daggerfall covenant questline? awful. his goddamn womanizing jokes at every second of the day was “kim, there’s people that are dying” at its finest.literally one or two “haha ladies amirite fellow man ;)/haha ladies amirite……… lady ;)” jokes can be.. bearable albeit still annoying but there was so much more than that. or they were so obnoxiously written that it seemed to be more frequent than in actuality, either way, darren guitar? 0/10also my view of him hasnt gotten better since someone sent me a rude ask about how darren had more personality than prince naemon in-game due to me joking about how i don’t like him and then subsequently blocked me for being irritated about the rudeness of the ask + the fact that im 99% sure they were the anon that appeared in my fucking inbox defending darren guitar every single time i breathed a single word about him

i completely forgot he existed until you listed him as disliked and now i hate him even more. that fucking. bard from the bannered mare. the one that harassed carlotta until you told him to fuck off. i hate that dude. always have

abnur tharn. mildly obnoxious with some amusing lines until you find out what he did to queen ayrenn like. small dick mannimarco joke is now renounced, little man. Perish.my view on Estre is Complicated because she’s a really neat character and villain and ranks as a favorite in the latter department but from like, a moral standpoint i loathe her.also while it wasn’t like. pelidil levels of shittiness i’m not fond of how she hurt naemon– but then again……. now that i think of it, i really don’t know what’d she COULD do other than keep him in the absolute dark until he inevitably gets caught up in the Shitshow otherwise. i wouldn’t suppose naemon to be 100% willing to join in her efforts or even keep completely quiet about them if she did decide to talk to him about it or let him know; and for all we know, she could’ve planned to do so eventually in some way– but the suddenness of the AD hero’s infiltration of the veiled heritance probably ruined any semblance of a plan she could’ve had. so on second thought, even from a “naemon is a perfect being and i will protect him with my life and loathe all who hurt him” standpoint, i don’t dislike her too much. let’s just reduce estre to like.. honorable mentions on my “disliked characters” list then lmao(also “moral standpoint” as if queen ayrenn is anything close to the pinnacle of absolute morality. estre is objectively worse on that front, though, so i suppose i still stand by that)

speaking of which i really… don’t like pelidil. again, moral standpoint. and “naemon is a perfect being and i will protect him with my life and loathe all who hurt him” standpoint. otherwise, he’s a neat villain and the quest in which you cut him down was one of the more impressive quests in the game IMO, or even in the entire game series. good build-up.

this is getting too long so i’ll cut it there, that’s all the characters that come to mind rn anyways hfhgdhg

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10.) Unpopular opinion about XXX character?

hmmmmmm

i guess if you view it in such a way, liking him is kind of unpopular– while there’s still a lot of those who even if not actively talking about him as a character, have praised his character/took his side/whatever, there’s also a good amount who don’t. not really in considering him a poorly written character, but rather from a (sorry to bring this phrase up so much so far) moral standpoint.

also, considering him in a semi-unironic “he did nothing wrong” way, which i do, is kind of unpopular– and i can understand that, in some ways. i dont think him snapping at the scene of the orrery was under his 100% control nor was anything subsequent, but there’s still the fact that he still is in an “i deserve the throne, fuck off” mindset in coldharbour, which, unless he’s STILL affected by the mantle and/or the orrery, is obviously a negative change in viewpoint compared to the “i’ll swallow my bitterness and remain loyal to my sister and the dominion, she is the rightful queen and i am just her shadow” you saw prior.

granted, i’d argue that even then, you have to consider the influence that pelidil had over him prior (as some have accurately put it before– whispered poison into his ear). especially with the fact that naemon’s quite young for an elf at… 26? around that age-range. i dont think altmer’s minds work in the way that, say, hobbits do, in that they age slower and this includes their mental capability, decision-making, etc.. (they obviously don’t) BUT, compared to an elf with more experience, there’s a bit of an… imbalance there. pelidil WAS the one who served naemon instead of the other way around so you’d figure the opposite if anything, but again, naemon = impressionable and emotionally vulnerable at the time.

anyways, got off-topic; my point was that naemon, when you consider the influence that pelidil and any other secretly heritance people that interacted with him, even when you use the fact that he still seems “corrupted” in coldharbour to frame him as bad… that ain’t it. there’s also the fact that he is being tortured, at that moment. big part of it. he PROBABLY isn’t in the right state of mind, to put it simply. but then again, i mean, one could still argue a whole “cool motive, still murder” take on it, so whatever. i dont know man ghfghduhbdfg

YIKES i rambled, holy shit. sorry. but otherwise, i dont think i have too many? there’s not much in the prince naemon…. sub-fandom, at least not enough to be able to render one opinion as unpopular compared to the next

(and i. Guess that headcanoning him as trans definitely has the potential to be unpopular. but i dont really talk about it or “enforce” it much other than off-hand comments that might imply such, drawing him with top surgery scars, etc.. so it hasn’t exactly been given any room to be considered remotely unpopular. haven’t gotten anon hate, snide comments, etc.. about any of it at all so it’s cool. but i’ve brought it up because… you know how fandoms are; if there was more to the prince naemon “fandom”, theoretically, it would be and therefore kind of IS an unpopular opinion. “does your arm hurt from reaching cassius” ok look, i just felt like i needed to provide one more unpopular opinion about naemon and i couldn’t figure out any other than that. but yes. yes, hurts a little)

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23.) Unpopular character you love?

unpopular as in commonly disliked, or unpopular in… amount of people that like them? with the latter, it’s def naemon. i love him with all my heart gfigufhgdugdfh but then again who didn’t know that

with the former… hm. the thing is a lot of characters disliked in this fandom are disliked with good reason IMO– nevermind. almalexia. not to open any #diskhorse wounds but almalexia’s one of them ghdfhguhg jot that down

and i’ve heard some talk that veya is kind of unpopular, what with the recent summerset developments? yeah, fuck that, veya’s one of my favorites. this fandom (or. any fandom lets be real) has an awful tendency to praise any goddamn male character’s flaws or “negative” depth as redeemable character complexity and something that can be looked past, and yet, you see even REMOTELY the same amount if not more character depth in a female character and they’re hated. pointing this out is nothing new but it’s truly just…. something to behold.

and on that note im just going to renounce my prior statement of “a lot of characters disliked in this fandom are disliked with good reason” that’s the dumbest shit i’ve ever said. or perhaps an addendum stating that it’s only applicable to male characters is more in order? or that it’s the opposite for male characters: liked with bad reason. or… liked with over-exaggerated reason disproportionate to the actual amount of depth, complexity, and/or likeability said character actually has, paired with hatred for female characters with the same amount of complexity. “bruh don’t you obsess over prince naemon–” Yeah And What the Fuck Of It

anyways moving on sorry i got distracted hgdfgyfgh. that’s all the characters that come to mind? disregarding characters that are unpopular in an unappreciated sort of way rather than a disliked way, i really dont have a lot

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salty fandom (elder scrolls) opinions

#ask memes #time to do the other ones #asks #long post #ramblings #thanks again!!!!

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weirdness-on-the-roof · 6 years ago

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critical role episode 48 campaign 2 notes and funny lines post break edit:this has detailed notes on all the stuff that happened later in the episode including physical descriptions near the end. enjoy ya nerds

don’t steal the books from a high powered mage; don’t kill the dude; beau turning into cad; look at beau planning for the future

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is marisha flirting with matt via matt playing yasha and beau flirting with yasha?

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‘tea the international language’ but no earl grey

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wensworth the goblin

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coming from Cad ‘im a fine tea maker’ is kinda a threat tbh

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elf that isn’t white/European??? yay! also really old elves are cool

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beau and cad tag teaming a political chat with a mage this can’t end poorly

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Nott: :beau ruins every situation shes in and is very abrasive

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send the freaking cat!!! why not?? caleb my dude

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god i miss allura and gilmore currently

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fucking fuck don’t lie to the mage beau plz stop this is painful ‘you’re not wrong’ sure blame the ancient sea god

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‘on the verge of returning’ yea no duh you let him out 2/3 of the way so fjord could get a spell

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‘we found a thing’ so smooth and eloquent beau ‘it was presented to us as the happy fun time ball’

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‘butter fingers with magical items’

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beau getting a geography lesson from a very old powerful elven mage

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‘magical geometric orb that has the ability to bend time and space and fate’ which is kept in a hot pink magic bag that happened to ‘fall into [their] lap’

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‘if youre down im down is what im saying... i have a few slots open in my loyalty bank if you’re willing to pay rent’ says the 20 some human who punches things to the centuries old wizard ‘

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liam stress eating

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cad’s hope in the group is heartwarming

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tower metaphors and a conversation!!!

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caleb reading shitty romance novel and nott eating a fish outside a mage’s tower in the morning sunlight in a major city

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caleb takes the rear

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first name drop and a while

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holy shit 200 years of magic using

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cad explaining materialistic nature of the rest of the party to elf dude is hilarious

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teleportation circles?????? in return for access to the sphere!! oh shit thats good

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or candy

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crap. no one has insight checked this dude and they gave him the happy fun ball and made a deal kinda.

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‘how do we prove our loyalty?’ ‘by not fucking me over’ sounds like a good plan

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is this guy just caleb’s patron now on the low idk this is how my head works and he said learn

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“you have a geometric shape that makes babies?” “yea they talked about that”

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fjord just kills the dude

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‘i got banishment on hold just in case’ *cackling laughter*

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i agree with elf dude, him not knowing anything about the dodecha is more concerning than him knowing about it

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ALL THE CITIES FROM CR1 MENTIONED FOR THE FIRST TIME!!! I STILL MISS ALLURA AND GILMORE

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good to know the pink bag protects from divination on this plane but just this one

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jester and the traveler figurine

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cad included the Traveler in the ‘chaotic forces’ i still think the traveler is some kinda arch fey evil things idk its real late here and this is incoherent

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‘well, thats been my morning tea‘

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caleb getting additional tour

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good aesthetic for the room tbh

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letting weird people in for morning tea is entertainment is a mood and something i strive to be able to do without getting murdered one day

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so yasha and caleb both have gotten the ‘stay with friends’ chat from a powerful being which is nice. but also the ‘use who you need to’ going to caleb is vaguely concerning

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personalized biscuits [bourbon, cinnamon, lobster, fish and three unknowns]

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‘caleb, what happened in there?’

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cad not believing caleb’s bullshit and opening doors for caleb warms my heart

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‘if this isn’t the death of us, and if not hes a good ally. somethings gonna be the death of us so [yolo]’

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‘you can’t bullshit everyone in this world’

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cad talking about beau telling the truth: ‘you’re not very good at it but you tried

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jester looking out for nott and her home town

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caleb and beau being cute while also giving each other shit is the most sibling like thing

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omg going back to allfield that was so long ago for fucks sake BRYCE my person thank god

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jester had a boy band phase its cannon and i think the girls had a sleepover in jester’s old room. also marion never leaves the hotel. THE RUBY NECKLACE MY HEART AND THE HONEY AWWWWW

‘the army of men and women and inbetween that will do as i want them to’ god i adore her being protective of jester

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also the fact matt makes such a good mom why is he like this

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travel time!!!! ‘roll for initiative’-tal

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how does matt keep these notes so organized and remember all the npc names

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the ranger/beast master in Laura is coming out with nugget

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caleb is a devout cat person and jester is the definition of a dog person

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nott refining oil on a magical moving cart, while jester reads a romance novel and trains a dog,

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Dyren- Beau’s roommate at colbot souls; ‘taught beau lots of really cool things’ got sent to a warfront. shaved head, dark clothes, buff b/c ‘been workin out’, ‘do you love her?’ they had ‘good times’, then literal booty call, and dropping locations, Dyren was in Bladegarden. ‘fierce eyebrows, pointed nose’

OH MY GOD THEY WERE ROOMMATES

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Vandren info drop to Fjord ‘he was making amends’

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Dyren responded and was hurt in Bladegarden but is safe. Beau looked immediately worried and happy about jester’s imput [’sounded way into you’]

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empire kids chat and caleb admitting insecurities about powerful people and being scared about the consequences of his actions and the group’s actions. caleb is scared about being forced to leave for safety and being ‘flayed alive’. my thoughts are he would leave if he became a threat to the others by being there or vise versa. trent would extort that b/c hes a dick

“caleb, unfortunately, you don’t get to choose who cares for you” you’re fucking correct Beau

“the problem with friends is that you have to care for them”

walks away “wow cool caleb! see- jester thinks you’re cool because shes your fucking friend!”

me too Tal “everything i like about those two characters in one conversation”

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5 years since Caleb left Trent and crew ie had a nervous breakdown

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gustav left town after being freed and trostenwald now has a WV accent that is too familiar

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100 extra soldiers in allfield. bryce is still up and kicking and wonderful. stuff ‘got this far east [quickly]’. the attacks came from underground apparently so fuck. the fields were burned, building destroyed a bit then they [Xhorhasians] left

“good thing is they’ve already been attacked so lightning doesn’t strike twice” oof thanks bryce

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beau just dead ass asking for illegal writing statements

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fjord having a thank u jesus bryce moment

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jester giving cad a pretty present is ‘so exciting’ and precious

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Cad not knowing cookbooks were a thing!!! and not being utterly literate enough to understand it

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wtf happened to liam’s voice in the ‘main export is oysters’ thing

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FELDERWEN!!!!!

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a dozen squads of 50 ppl each patrolling felderwen area so rippppp

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Nott knows where the halfing’s house is.... interesting... and is heavily drinking

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BLUE FLASH

elven woman in fine clothes of green and black ----lady vest durogna the arch mage of antiquity serboros assembly

a male figure in deep blue robes, older pale elf, fine clothes, the flash came from him----- martinette luden’th de____ arch mage of domestic protection

CALEB KNOWS THEM BOTH FROM THE ACADEMY AHHHHHH

he just lays flat and hides in the cart internally: ‘nopenopenopenope’

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several burned buildings, a warehouse, an inn, apothecary and several houses

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ohhhh shit the halfling was the owner of the apothecary and nott was looking for the shit she had been sending back this whole adventure....... im sad now that was confirmed

havent found a body of yeza

luke is yeza’s son at old edith’s house

halflings only produce halflings according to something i read at some point but forget where sooooooooo

shattered vials and materials and house stuff

CHILDREN'S TOYS

locked basement which nott knows of?? Nott is anxious and impatient when the door doesn’t open. jester fails, yasha rages and at a 19 and doesn’t break the door. ‘it wasn’t [trapped]’ but dispel magic worked to open it.

a 15′x15′ room, tossed ‘not like you remember’ to nott, a 2x3 iron chest. a single chair in the center of the room. definitely a struggle with heavy impacts and blade scratched on wall

nott was the torturer from the goblin tribe

chair was placed in the spot after the struggle

this was where he [yeza] kept chemicals according to nott

poisoned iron locked box (dull black glass) inside a retractable silver tripod to hold something atop it, 3 empty vials 1 full one with a liquid/gas fog like dull colored thing, a pile of destroyed notes [two pieces of still legible paper which have props]

dunamous field, causes ppl slow to be slower or faster, ‘captured crin operatives’ dunaments and dunamacy, origon gliffs, exist outside established schools of magic, theory in deeply rooted in arcana taken for granted, rooted in _____ town, 12-16 months to refine, word has found me that trent’s kiddos have knacks for this things, dreams are thrilling

well shittttt

crin on battle fields, ‘breaking fields of fate, fuck the raven queen

SHIIIIIT

a piece of dunemous

dodecha goes in tripod according to beau

chair facing chest

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cricks did this apparently

a little under 100 crowns guard killed, 4 civilians burned

soldiers just ‘slowed down’

left via tunnels and collapsed them behind them

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nott dont be a bitch and don’t get mad at caleb and call them ‘his people’

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cad picks up caleb and ‘youre not at fault here, youre the solution here. don’t let her anger... its not about you’

my HEART

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the chest is too big for the haver sack but fits in lorenzo’s bag of holding

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people have entered and exited since the attack and left the chair and stuff

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lots ‘o chairs

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nott needs to see ledith and uke (?) and not flip the fuck out

‘humble hobble’

nott looked like halfling plump face, braids, tan skin

edith- human older, grey hair, beady eyes, ever present smile like face

LUKE IS HER SON!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CANNON

*edit- rewatching this and seeing ever one’s faces “wheres my son?!” particularly laura/liam/travis just hurt. liam just looked up after a second and travis did his face he does and laura just stiffened and eyes and hand to face. caleb/liam who knows just hugs himself the rest of the convo. marisha is note taking and fuck the video off now

about 5 yrs old, blue eyes, tan/light brown skin, halfling

gave him the doll of the king

IM GONNA CRY NOW BYE

‘HES PROABLY DEAD NOW TOO LIKE I THOUGHT YOU WER’

yenza locks him away when ‘the mean lady comes by’

mean lady has pointy ears and comes often, luke was kept in room, luke was pushed out of the house and told to go somewhere safe so he ran to edith’s house and ‘everything was on fire’

‘im not strong enough to come back yet but know that [im stll thinking of you and i send things] and i hope dad sends them to you.“ fuck my heart

“in my heart i think he is” “well don’t die”

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the elves are gong to the ruins of yenza’s house

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marisha looked so betrayed

tal ‘i was waiting for the riegel shoe to drop’

WOW

HEY CALEB- WOOOW

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we’ll pick up hiiiere

fuck you sam and matt and everything abou this my heart is just FUCKKK

ummm so enjoy the frantic poorly taken notes <3

#critical role spoilers #spoilers #lore drop #ohh shit #fuck you sam #not okay in the slightest why are you like this #i dont have words at this point

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matazz · 3 years ago

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diary entries of roy endoza

here’s some journal entries of roy endoza that i wrote for the duration of the campaign. for the most part, i kinda wrote these in my twitter drafts just to write down roy’s thoughts. sometimes to remember events that happened, and sometimes just to vent out roy’s feelings to myself. i ended up saving these on a document for safe keeping and i’m glad i wrote these.

‪entry 47‬

‪i miss milo so much. his laugh, his eyes, his smile. i would do anything to have that back.‬ ‪i know its my fault he’s gone. its only been a few months, but i’ll fix that; all of it. no matter how long it takes, no matter what happens. i’ll find some way to do it.‬ ‪entry 53‬ ‪i’ve retrieved a letter from a dream telling me to visit latham and retrieve a key. i’m curious, so i’ll check it eventually. it was definitely odd.‬ ‪entry 55‬ ‪i met a young boy. his name is fox. he’s some sort of shapeshifter. he’s quiet, but his presence is nice company. he also received a similar letter to mine. i have a feeling we’ll be travelling for a while.‬ ‪entry 62‬ ‪we retrieved the key & met some other ppl with letters too. we’re heading to a trinket store back in origin now. i dont wish for them to know of my life so i’ve found a way to steer them as far from possible to finding out about myself. i’ll probably visit ma too.‬ ‪entry 63‬ ‪an elf woman named leera attacked us after i told her i wasnt going to give her this key. i dont like her. she seemed very cocky.‬ ‪entry 65‬ ‪delilah is kind.. i feel like i’m able to trust her. i asked her a question about my goals, vaguely, and it turns out that ayce asked a similar question. based on the message in his later i get the feeling he’s undead.‬ ‪entry 66‬ ‪i told ayce the biggest con in all of history.. but i confirmed he’s undead. i have more hope in my goals now that i know its possible. he hugged me bc he thinks we’re similar. i dont usually allow people to do that but i’m sad for him. i wish i could ask more about him. ‬‪entry 69‬ ‪i’m getting closer to ayce, unexpectedly, but good for me. i need his information.‬ ‪he talks to me a lot about his life; i think he’s become dependent on me which is easy for me. its hard for him to see i’m using him when i lie to his face.‬ ‪entry 72‬ ‪we’re travelling to copper coast now for another key. if it werent for ayce, i wouldnt see any other reason for me to come. fox is still around, but i feel like he's doing his own thing. the other two arent big presences for me to care about.‬ ‪entry 73‬ ‪atlas is a werewolf? i didnt think those were real. this group keeps getting stranger. first a shapeshifter, second an actual living zombie, third a werewolf.‬ ‪ive continued my lie to the rest of them. they all seem to have believed me, strangely enough‬ ‪entry 74‬ ‪copper coast was very pleasant. i wish to come back someday.‬ ‪entry 88‬ ‪this trip to clandesteine has been a disaster.. what the honest fuck‬ just happened ‪entry 90‬ ‪fox told everybody about himself, finally. i feel this huge sense of pride?? i’m very proud of him. i dont understand why i feel so attached to him but i adore him so much‬ ‪entry 92‬ ‪((incoherent scribbles, kinda like “vsdjfsasifwnqkosdkv”)) i think i accidentally implied to ayce that i love him romantically and i think he loves me too... i’m freaking out and i dont know how to react... i think he thinks i’m cool and romantic but i didnt mean to be. ‪entry 93‬ in all honesty, i just wanted to tell him he needs to be more cautious of me. a part of me wishes he could figure it out himself so i dont have to tell him. ‪seriously! i dont know how i did that! i do love and adore him too but i feel like shit.. i dont deserve him, especially considering who i am. on the other hand, i hope he never finds out the truth about me.‬ ‪entry 94‬ ‪oh my god. atlas killed a man and ayce and fox proceeded to tell the guards. i feel sick. i’m currently at home but if they say my name at witness testimony i’m royally fucked. i dont know. i might just run for it and live in myr’s peak. maybe no one will find me.‬ ‪entry 95‬ ‪the group managed to get bailed out using ty’s name. benefits of being friends with rich people?‬ ‪fox found my poster though, so he saved my name during eyewitness testimony. i told him the truth. its been the first time i told someone how i really felt. he wants me to tell ayce but hes the last person i can tell. ‪entry 97‬ ‪we’re in lunarden! it feels nostalgic to be back.

i want to go back to every place i miss. i took ayce to that me and nori used to go to back in high school. i think shes currently performing in solardome? i miss her‬ entry 97.2 ‪i came up with a few different ways to complete my goal. i have a few more probing questions, but i will have to ask later. i think i’m getting closer to the answers‬ entry ‪97.3‬ ((scribbled out)) ‪i havent had sex in a while. i’ve wondered this before but realized it was an inappropriate question to ask. i wonder if ayce’s dick works? it probably doesnt. this is so sad. i dont know how i’m going to fuck him if thats true.. yikes‬ ‪entry 98‬ ‪i’m planning to get completely smashed once we get to solardome. i feel like i deserve it.. ive been pretty stressed and havent got laid. i’m crying remembering that ayce might not even be an option.‬ ‪entry 98.2 ((lost)) ‪i love ayce so much, and its confusing. am i just sexually frustrated? am i just lonely? am i just sad? i feel guilty because it tears me apart. im confused because i love milo still, too. i know i should tell him the truth, its whats right but i know he’ll hate me. i dont know what to do. (extra note inbetween the pages, torn out: to mom. i love you venhfrhdy mcuh. thank you fir everhything. yes. roy.) entry 98.3 what happens if i succeed? i hope ayce doesnt kill me. entry 100 ‪good morning. ayce & i are officially dating. were in solardome atm; i dont remember much of last night but i remember thinking he‘s beautiful. is it wrong to fall for him?‬ ‪entry 101‬ ‪good evening. i saw ms winters. she was undead, just like ayce. she died a year ago. her soul was lost though. i killed what remained of her undead corpse. i assume she was trying to remain in this world.. i’m scared that this will happen to him too. maybe ill have to do the same to him. entry 101.2 i hope ayce's soul is able to sustain in his body for longer. i cant afford to lose him. entry 101.3 ‪the blackness on my fingers has risen up more than it has before. its almost hard to write with my hands anymore. i assume its bc the gods know what i'm doing & are against it, so they're trying to give me more recoil than usual. but the last time i killed an undead corpse was in my house 6 months ago, and i promise that the last time i will use it is when i bring milo back. (torn note inbetween the pages: hi ayce. its unrealistic you'll ever find this but there's some things i want to say. back when we first met, i lied to you as a reflex when you asked me why i'm dealing with necromancy. to be honest, i could kind of gather you were undead, but i still lied anyway. my story is personal, its hard for me to be honest. i know i'm an idiot, and i'm sorry i used you. to be truthful, i still am a horrible person and for the entirety of our relationship i've already known that i was using you and i've felt so guilty about that. my feelings are complicated, but i've never lied when i said i loved you, and i still do; but i still want to bring milo back. i made a mistake and i want to fix that. the truth is that i still love him too. i know you deserve better. i'm sorry about lying to you. roy) entry 102 a dragon made us experience our dreams and nightmares. jade's scared of blindness and bugs. a valid fear, in a way. and she was dreaming of doing shows. i think it was supposed to display a feeling of happiness and joy, but it was just spooky since we all experienced her dreams with no sound. i never realized how scary it was to be deaf until i experienced it. atlas' was morbid. people were dying and there was so much gore. then there were people saying they owned him. i knew he was a bad person but it was scary to see all of that again. he dreamt of a workshop with a girl and a young boy. it seemed sweet, with a tinge of nostalgia. i would have never expected him to have dreams. he just seems like a horrible person with no sympathy to me, but i guess he has feelings. i still think he should go to jail, but i feel like he'll just try to kill me if i say anything instead. fox's was sad. we got thrown into a void

of empty space where we were surrounded only by dopplegangers and a vaguely humanoid figure. he seemed so lonely and upset. he's scared of being forgotten by us and that made me so sad. i adore him, and he's grown a lot since we first met. i gave him a hug when we went into his dream sequence. i hope he knows i will never forget him. his dream was sweet. he just wants to save people and hang out with us still. i think he'll go far, and i would love to be there for him still when all of this is over.c (the rest of the pages with entry 102 are torn out) when i saw milo in the old house again just being his happy lovely self i felt miserable and happy at the same time. i love him so much, and i knew i missed him already but seeing him again just made me feel so much love for him all over again. it just makes me miss him more. it's hard not to cry thinking about what i've done to him. i wish he could come back. ayce's was hard to watch. i witnessed myrkul force ayce to choose between killing me and quri. ayce cried as he couldn't make up his mind, and then i watched as i fell into a void. i felt sick and i wanted to puke. i thought ayce found out about me. i thought he knew that i was using him for necromancy, but when i asked him about it, he told me that he thought i killed him with quri. i... personally don't have any reason to ever kill him so that was a bit sickening to think of. i dont ever want to kill anyone. i dont even have anyone i hate enough to want to murder. the only person i hate enough to want to kill is me. i know based on what i said before i guess it might have seemed that bad; but haha... i would never ever want to do that. putting people down at hospital was rough. god, putting ms winters down was rough and she was already dead. i love him, but it's probably better if we end the relationship and just stay as friends? he's already witnessed me still loving milo, and he thinks i murdered him... i'll try to clear up his misunderstanding, but it'll be hard to without giving more of myself away. this relationship has so many problems. entry 103 a new discovery. the world isn't flat? the god's are using their powers to “lock off” the rest of the world. apparently sanctuary is only a small part of the world. that was a really weird discovery to find out? it's kind of hard to believe, but at the same time, not. apparently they keys we've been collecting hold the respective power of the gods, and they're used to “open” the gateway. i have no idea what that means. apparently beshaba wants to use our keys to do exactly that. and also they can kill the god's? entry 112 when we came back to lunarden we discovered that delilah and allen were kidnapped by atlas’ syndicate. i knew atlas was trouble. i hate having to associate with him. we’re going to save them yet it makes me nervous. entry 114 i feel like i almost died in there. we saved the others and no one was hurt though. we’re going to trip back to lunarden and then travel through the travel gates back to origin to try avoid people. allen mentioned something about strange readings. i have a feeling i know what it is. i’m going to ask lathandar questions. entry 115 nvm we encountered leera. this group genuinely scares me. I’m travelling with people who are down with murder. i should seperate. she uncovered my posters to them and i want to die. she also mentioned the last key at a ball. i need to bounce. lathandar also confirmed my suspicions last night. entry 116 fox left before i could. i feel bad. like maybe it was my fault. i miss him. we have to continue though. entry 117 its so hard to find a bag of holding. i just want to have this spirit stone around without having it in the open. entry 118 we’re in origin now and delilah let me rent out her bag of holding. an absolute kind soul. we bought tickets to the ball. so expensive. i wish i didnt do that. entry 123 i’ve done so much in preperation of whats to come. Soon. i hope it works. i’m going to travel to solardome and investigate those readings. entry 124 suspicions

confirmed. miss winters is alive. she captured my biological father. a strange way to meet him. i cant see him as my father. i told her about the key, and we’re going to rearrange our circle. we’ll still use the spirit stones, just as a backup. i’m scared. i’m terrified. i dont know if it will work and i dont know what will happen if it does. i know the gods will be mad but i’ll deal with the consequences when it happens. i’m sure i won’t be a champion anymore. we’re doing this on friday evening, which means i’m no longer attending the gala. they don’t need my assistance anyway.

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Fea, Stray Knight | Chap Four

Lance | Keith

Lance gave a huff when Keith skulked off, a part of him knew why Keith was stressed out, finding something out that flips your whole world on its head. Lance could'nt say with confidence he wouldn't react the same way.

Except another part was irritated and wanted to call Keith on it.

Too lost in his thoughts he had no idea that someone was next to him.

“Quick tempered isn’t he?”

A voice asked besides his ear, Lance yelped almost jumping in the air as he whipped around.

“You!”

It was the hooded woman from the Fae party.

Her lips were tilted into an amused smile and Lance found himself staring, then looked away trying not to be obvious.

“Mind taking a walk with me?” she asked raising her head delicetly to her left,

Lance swallowed, “uh sure.”

She laced her arm around his and easily guided him away from the school entrance, leading the further along the pathway, both watching as students layed around on the grass, basking in the morning sun.

Lance flushed letting himself be led all the way towards the park where other students were studying.

Most of them turned and stared at the pair, Lance noticed and for once in his life, felt self conscious.

Could they see him with some hooded elf- would they think it's cosplay?

“Why are they staring-can they see you?” he asked, tensing up further. She glanced his way “Of course, they see me, but not the way you see me.”

“Um, what?”

“It’s called a glamour," She explained and Lance's eyes widened, so it is true.

"We use it to conceal ourselves. Camourflage to look like you.” She then sat on the grass and Lance joined her, placing his arms over his knees.

“But why do I see you, like that?”

She turned giving her undivided attention towards the lake watching, the students play.

“Look ahead and tell me what you see.”

Lance did as he was told, and gasped to see along with humans, there were thousands of Faeries a part of the mix!

He recognised some as fellow students he took classes with but with pastel skin and wings!

He saw trolls in the shade of trees watching fondly, he saw some pixies flying after children with a kite.

“H-How am I seeing this?” He asked the woman, something told him he should not be seeing this.

She spoke her usual smile replaced with a frown.

“I thought I recognised you." She began placing her hands in her lap,

"Your family had a rare gift.” She then faced him and then outstretched her hand towards his face, Lance stopped breathing when her fingers traced under his eye.

“You have the sight. You can see through the Fae tricks, even things that our own kind cannot see. Which is dangerous. Others would rip them out to protect themselves.”

“Wait- I’ve never seen the Fae until last night, so you’re wrong.”

“You’ve never looked anyone in the eye before, and I have a feeling someone charmed you. Made you temporarily blind. Last night was the trigger to awakening your gift, I believe your whole family has it.”

Lance tensed “Wait- can they, no one knows that they can-” He was on the edge of a panic attack, she noticed and drew her arm back.

“No, I am the only one with this knowledge. Your family is safe unless they are exposed to our kind.” Lance breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced down at his necklace made of iron and pulled it out, the rock with a hole in it lay in his palm it was small but a reassuring weight.

“Where did you get that?”

She spoke softly and Lance forgot she was there.

“I, my grandmother. She told me lots of stories about the Fae, I forgot about them until we started researching about it.”

She nodded “It’s good for you to learn our ways, some Fae try to be noble while the others are less so. But both see humans as play things and think of their passing life as no different to a dog. It’s sad or amusing depending on which side we’re on.”

“Is that what you think of me?” Lance couldn’t help but ask, she was cute, don't get him wrong. And she seemed to be so open with information.

It'd be easier if she was on their side.

The fea splayed a hand over his chest and pushed him down, the grass scrunched under his back. He gasped when she sat on top of him.

“Whoa, okay," Lance went along with it then tensed remembering where they were "Wait the others will see-!”

“-They cannot. Glamour works in more ways than changing appearances.” Her lips tilted in amusment.

Lance blinked “Um,”

“I’m here to warn you. Never return to the courts. Seeing us is only the half of it.” She leaned closer her white hair spilling forward and curtaining the side of his face.

Lance forgot how to breathe.

“Do you know how easy it is? For us to control you like a puppet?” And she did the most extraordinary thing. She kissed him.

Lance tensed his hands coming up, then hesitating. He tilted his head and leaned into the kiss practically turning into mush.

She pulled back, her usual warm smile was gone.

'Why? Was she sad?'

He wanted her to be happy, he reached out and cupped her cheek, her hand closed around his and he beamed in delight.

“Why are you sad?”

“I am uncomfortable, can you be my seat?” Lance easily turned over on all fours, he felt her weight sit against his back and he vaguely wondered how on earth could he manage.

“Dont move.” He tensed, then took a slow breath, he could hold this stance for hours! This was easy!

The sweat rolling down his brow, and the way his arms shook disagreed. A hand stroked through his hair, and he swore he died and ascended to heaven.

“Even now, you have no control. You would blissfully walk into the ocean by my word. You would kill yourself to please me.”

“Yes…” Lance gasped even breathing was a struggle now, maintaining this position for who knows how long was killing him.

She took pity and stood up.

Lance bit his lip to stop any sounds, he barely moved until she told him.

“Stand up,”

He did just so, she leaned close and Lance’s eyes fluttered shut his lips pursing until she kissed his forehead.

He hummed happily, until that wonderful feeling vanished, like surfacing from the ocean. Lance felt cold the dawning horror of what he'd just done.

Of what she made him do!

“I can’t believe you just did that.” he was sweating his heart thudding against his chest.

She looked calm, “There was no other way to explain-”

“No I can’t believe you did that without a safeword!? I am in to a lot of things, tying me up ropes gags whatever the whole shebang. I’m cool with it.” He beamed and she almost took a physical step back beyond stunned.

“You’re quite insane.”

“Only with beautiful woman.” He winked,

Honestly he was terrified, but there was no way in hell he was letting her know that. Even for a warning that was too extreme.

The woman covered her mouth with her hand to hide a smile.

“Something tells me you won’t stay away even if I enchanted you. You’re quite attached to this Keith fellow.” Lance felt his heart rate slow,

“Well yeah, I’m not leaving him with the fea- er no offense.”

Her mouth pursed like a knowing smile “None taken.” She then reached inside her pouch and did not miss how the teen flinched.

“Don’t worry, I’ve tricked you enough for one day. Now for a treat.” She took his hand and began to wrap around twine, and flowers into a bracelet.

“Is this some sort of daisy chain?” He asked nervously, she pinched his wrist when he struggled and tied the knot in the healthy green vine.

“It will protect you from charms, like the one I used on you for example. You should be...safer, not completely but a little. The only other thing I recomemd is wearing iron.”

Iron?

Then he remembered that fairy that tried to touch him at the fairy pool, his hand raised up touching the necklace.

“Like my pendant?” He asked to make sure and she nodded.

“You said it was from your grandmother, what was her name might I ask?”

“Ro-”

“Lance!”

Both recoiled when Keith began to stalk towards them, power in his step and- Lance cried out in alarm when the ground beneath Keith’s feet began to grow to the point of dying.

It was as if the grass was burned from his footsteps.

Extraordinary enough the Lady pushed herself in front of Lance. Shielding him...from Keith!

Keith didn't miss it, his lips twitched into a snarl until his eyes dragged towards Lance.

“We’ve got to go.” Lance blinked then peared closer at Keith’s face- wait hold on.

Lance leaned closer raising his hand, then his eyes widened.

“Is that a scar!?” Keith slapped Lance’s hand away, from his prying.

“Doesn’t matter, I know where Shiro is going to be. But we have to go before we lose our chance.” Keith gaze turned to the Lady in suspicion, but she only bowed.

“I won’t get in your way.” She turned to Lance her smile fading “Goodbye, boy.” She turned away as Lance held a hand up.

About to correct her about his name...then thought better of it.

"Goodbye."

Keith tugged at his arm, “Lance it’s almost five, the suns going down.” Lance could only let himself be led as Keith grabbed his hand. “Let’s go, already!”

Keith scowled when they made their way towards the river near the park. Lance watched as Keith began to scowl as if he lost his phone and was trying to find it.

“I know it’s around here somewhere,” He growled Lance could only watch from the side lines. He found his eyes wandering and perked when he saw a stick- well strange looking branch.

“The other court was near a bank of water," Keith reasoned with himself, ignoring Lance completly.

"They said they would be near water!” Keith hissed kicking the dirt. Lance glanced up at that.

“Who’s they?”

Keith paused raising his hand to cover his cheek avoiding eye contact.

“Um, no one.”

Lance wasn't buying it. “Well, how did you get that scar?” He asked and Keith looked away.

“Just drop it.”

Lance mouth fell open “What? We were supposed to figure this together so you keeping secrets is completely pointless and you're trusting some stranger-”

“I said drop it!”

Lance mouth closed with a snap, he scowled looking away leaving Keith to struggle finding the courts himself.

Keith kept mumbling to himself. “Maybe... are all fea the same? Do they share courts?”

Lance tossed the stick into the air almost ignoring Keith, then sighed, “There’s two courts, Seelie and Unseelie the rest are called solitary fea. They belong to no one.”

Lane swiped at his stick like it was a sword, although it spit into a v at the end he still liked playing with it.

Then stood straighter aiming the stick in front of him, Keith scowled looking as if he was losing patience.

“What are you doing?”

Lance smirked looking back at Keith with a playful grin.

“Dowsing,"

Keith merely stared watching as Lance began to walk aimlessly.

"Sometimes people use a crystal but they only work so much.”

Keith crossed his arms staring Lance down.

“Really? I’m trying to find the entrance into these... feaire courts. And you’re playing with sticks.” Lance ignored him as he closed his eyes and started walking aimlessly.

“Y- where are you going!” Keith yelled exasperation as he slammed his book shut. Lance called back “What’s it look like?”

Keith struggled to catch up. And once he did he thumped Lance on the chest “What the heck is dowsing, anyway?” Lance glanced back “Did you read those books at all?”

“Dowsing wasn’t in the books, and you didn’t read them.” Keith deadpanned.

Lance frowned “Really?” He could’ve sworn someone told him before. He heard Keith’s grumbling behind him, but that slowly faded when they began to hear the lyrical music.

Lance smirked and tossed the stick to the side, looking way too smug.

Keith stared at the cave then back at Lance as if he was the rising sun.

“How did you do that?” He asked breathless, Lance wiped his hands on his trousers.

“No clue, I my Grandma, mentioned it. Who knows." Lance glanced back at the entrance that had two toadstool glowing an illuminous green.

"She was my...Mejor amiga- I mean” Lance shook his head “Urgh what is it. Someone you can rely on? And you tell each other everything?” Lance pocketed his hands. “She told me this stuff, and I thought it was cool as a kid. When I played swords or made flower crowns...she was the best.”

Lance looked wistfull, looking up at the entrance then looked to Keith.

“Are we going in or what?"

Keith still looked suspicious as they neared the roof of the cave his face darkening further.

“Still why is there no one standing at the entrance?” He asked at last, and if that wasn’t the least bit foreboding.

“I have chills now. Thanks Keith.”

“Sorry.”

“Apology not accepted.”

The music felt different this time, much more rough and the bass seemed to pulsate and thrum through the walls. The sound beat against their chests and Lance could feel himself responding to it.

The cave was full of tunnels and columns and some of the walls had statues carved out of them crudely. And yet the vines and moss growing on the walls made it look as if the cave was being buried into the earth...or erupting from it.

It was kinda like the pool, peaceful and unspoiled. As if no human had discovered this place, but unlike the pool, which felt inviting and even easy to fall into, this place was the opposite.

Lance felt like he didn't belong there and his skin crawled, unlike the pool that was light and full of water, this was place dark and dry.

Lance watched as Keith paused "What? What is it?"

Keith picked up a leaf and placed it in his journel.

Lance rolled his eyes "Really, we're in a fairy court and you would rather waste time scrapbooking."

"Lay off, It's how I remember things..."

It must of been a Keith thing... they heard voices and knew they were close.

Lance stopped,

"Keith wait."

The other paused giving Lance his attention, Lance licked his lips

"...I...I don't think we should say our names around these types of people."

"What? Why?"

"Well names are powerful right? It's why middle names were invented, so you wouldn't accidently be spirited away by the Fea."

Keith blinked "uh..."

"I'm saying we need codenames."

"oh."

Sweet jesus.

Keith suddenly looked amused "You know with all that knoledge on courts I would say you were the fearie here."

Keith walked away missing the instant change on Lance's face.

Lance swallowed "Okay I get it that you're one, but some people won't like being called a fearie, kay?"

“What?” Keith paused caught of guard by the sudden animosity, “What’s wrong with being called-”

“-Can. You. Not.” Lance growled out.

Keith was unsure how this happened, they were joking weren't they?

Lance blinked back to himself, he had no idea what triggered the response. He just...didn’t like others implying he could be...not that he was…

Lance looked away instantly feeling bad and closed his eyes. Keith was only watching cautiously.

“Dude, why are you upset? Out of the two of us I am a literal fairy.” Keith asked, looking more lost by the second. Lance opened his mouth because honestly? He had no idea what the reaction was himself...there was something niggling at the back of his mind he just couldn’t grasp it.

Giving up chasing the cloud that were his thoughts he only sighed “Forget it. What’s our codenames then.” Changing the subject was the best thing.

Keith wanted to ask more, then decided against it. He turned back to the mouth of the cave. Looking at it more like the jaws of the beast.

“Mine will be... Akira.” Lance raised an eyebrow and Keith saw him staring.

“What?” He asked defensive Lance just shrugged “I had no idea you were into anime.” Keith tensed looking like his feathers were ruffled “Wha-” He guffawed and Lance interrupted.

“I think mine would be...Blue.” It would be a bad time to say he recently watched Love, Simon. He really liked the alias.

Keith eyebrows raised "Really?"

"What?"

"And you were judging me?"

"Leave me alone!"

Making their way through the cave was easy, almost too easy. But once they stepped over a branch Lance screamed like a girl when a silver glint of a spear slashed in front of his face. Almost chopping his nose off.

Keith shoved Lance behind him his hand oving to his hip hovering over his knife.

“Pay the toll fee!” One barked and they gaped to see two giants almost made out of stone, with husks as teeth crowding their lips giving them a lisp.

Keith frowned then said “Um would this do?”

The guards growled low and threatning when Keith showed off his watch.

“Such worthless trinkets are useless to us.”

How in the hell were they going to get past them!?

Until the other glanced at Lance “How about you give us him. That is suitable payment.”

“Not gonna happen.” Keith spat like a fire popping on a spit, the others didn’t like his tone and Lance wished he had something. Then he thought his chain...

Was it valuable enough?

“Would this do?” He asked holding out the iron chain with the rock dangling. Both froze like they were trolls caught in sunlight, “Algor- do you see that?”

“How much that would cost?”

Lance raised an eyebrow, “Well would this get us in?”

The one named Algor nodded “Of course and for many nights to come,” His smile grew yellow and lecherous “You are welcome any time young ones.”

Lance should’ve known he would hate this place from how the guards acted, but it wasn’t as if he could go back in time or anything.

Removing the iron chain he gave it over and instead of feeling lighter he felt heavier all of a sudden.

Glancing down at his wrist at least he still had the braclet with him that the Fea gave him in the park. It gave him some small hope and both he and Keith walked together further into the cave.

Stepping into the cave, Lance realised he had a few criticisms.

The pool party, he liked.

Hot topic angsty teen-cave. He did not like.

Walking into this place overlooked a vast room full of tunnels, columns made him think a giant bunny burrowed it’s way through.

Like a hobbit hole he was expecting this to be cozy. But it didn’t, it felt suffocating and dangerous.

Like a tomb.

He glanced at Keith and saw the bliss on his face, the teen looked like he was at home, which nerved Lance even more.

“Uh, Keith? maybe we shouldn’t-” Keith shook his head almost planting his feet into the dirt.

“We came here for a reason. We should split up and look for Shiro. Look for the guy with the black hair and a white fringe and overcompensating armour.”

Keith left before Lance could speak.

“Wait Keith- Keith!”

This was the second time he was abandoned at a faerie convention.

Sucking in a breath, Lance tried to step over broken glass and drunken little tinkerbells, he hopped over another broken furniture. He tried to watch where he was going keeping his arms tucked in.

Now he knew how teenage girls felt on a train full of guys.

He finally fell over to a table gasping and caught a Fea with a plate of cups balancing on top. Maybe some liquid courage could make him relax.

He picked up the goblet bringing it to his lips until a voice gruffed out from his left. He turned to see a lithe robin type fearie cleaning his fingernails with a small knife, glaring at him.

“That’s not for you.” they spat, their knife flashing from the scant amount of candle light that managed to illuminate this place. Which was a good thing because most of these Fea were not running in the next top model if you knew what he meant.

Lance pouted, instantly feeling indigant of anyone telling him no.

he wanted to tell the little Feaire that he could drink what he damn well pleases.

Telling him that he can't drink anything just made him want to drink it more.

His throat burned with the need of some salvation and he swallowed his own saliva.

He placed the cup down slowly, almost reluctantly. He couldn’t drink or eat anything of the fea, he could be turned into a goat or be eating mouldy mushrooms for all he knew.

Lance moved away wondering how he could even know about that when, unlike Keith. He read nothing even though it was his idea to be prepared.

Unlike the allure of others, Lance couldn’t find himself being drawn to these people. The other court was perfect, he could imagine going there again. But these guys...they were dancing and fighting and um.... Oh.

Lance flushed and looked away, he guessed some Fearies were into voyeurism.

He glanced around the room and for once lacked the fear of looking at the Fea. His eyebrows furrowed, some were being...

Well not Pg rated. While others were fighting, almost dirty. Gambling, betting playing darts with people standing in front of the board, tremling in fear.

It was grotesque. This place was honestly making Lance’s anxiety spike, if this keeps up his stress would manifest into a living embodiement.

He knew there was a reason this place was setting him on edge, this place wasn’t evil but not good either.

Something about courts...what the heck was it again?

His thoughts were interrupted by cheers and whistles, he followed the sounds to see a group crowded over something he managed to slip through the hulking forms and peared closer, it looked like a crude net on top of a hole.

To keep the others from falling in?

Lance looked closer and gasped to see two figures at the bottom circling, one another each with a weapon in hand. The other moved so fast Lance almost missed it, it seemed to be gliding over the earth like he was surfing on water.

And yet his opponent stayed still and on the last second thrusted his sword up slicing the other through the middle. The others cheered and bellowed around him.

“Champion! Champion!” They crowed and Lance shivered holding himself together, the net wasn’t to keep everything out. It was to keep that monster in.

Until it looked up and Lance stopped breathing to see golden eyes looking straight at him, a lock of white hair falling in his face. Lance realised with dawning horror as he slowly came to a realisation.

I guess I found Shiro.

It must have been hours by the time Lance was able to get out of the rambantious crowd. This place was the stuff of nightmares!

He finally collapsed against the wall to catch his breath and then overhead some Elves talking.

“Lotor is a hero my friend! He’ll find the quintescence and join the courts together just you wait.”

“But hasn’t Allura got her own people searching for it as well? Isn’t it a bit soon to count your victories?” The elf teased, the other sniffed “That floaty princess can’t tell her nose to her broadsword. Mark me, Puck. We’ll merge with the Galra. Us Balmerans won't stand a chance against any conflict, and the Alteans are pathetic cowards!.

We'll share resources and they will share theres, we’ll be rich not only in wealth but virtue and prosperity.”

“...Isn’t that the same thing?”

Quintescene? What in the heck was that? Whatever it was it sounded like a big deal.

“Excuse me? I couldn’t help overhear, what is quintescence?” Lance asked hoping these guys didn’t want a price for knoledge. Thankfully they were huge gossips.

“What? Have you been living under a rock, boy? The high elders of the two courts Lotor and Allurea are in a race. Whoever finds the quintescne first will be our king.”

“Or Queen.” Puck interjected “The quintescence is a life giving resource and ever since the human population, us feaires are dying out.”

“The lands are dying out, they keep killing us off.” The other said sadly and Lance couldn’t help but feel bad, global warming and deforestation was something he wished he could fix.

But he was just one guy, people in power who can change things won't listen to one guy.

“So this quintescnee can what? Fix everything life and even nature?” Puck shot him finger guns “Got it in one.”

“Everyones helping out, so pick a side and stick with it or you’ll get a hurting.”

“Well the Seelie or Unseelie will beat you up whichever side you're on anyway.”

“I guess you have a point…”

Lance liked this guy, he was fun to talk to. But this sounded like a serious fued or maybe to fea who lived longer petty drama. Something Lance did not want to be a part off, and he doubted Keith wanted to be a part of this either.

Giving a polite farewell and shot his own finger guns to appease the elf, he stepped away and hoped he could find Keith.

He found Shiro, quicker the get to him the quicker they can leave.

He caught a flash of red and felt instant relief to see that crappy red jacket and outdated hairstyle until he saw what Keith was doing.

“Oh no.”

Keith was eating off of a table, as if he was starved his whole life. Lance tried to shove his way through past the onslought of people just loitering around. He accidentally bumped into someone “Sorry,” He said in passing and kept moving finally making his way over towards the table.

Only to grimace in disgust, it was full of mouldy food with maggots and flies buzzing around. The stench was unbearable how was Keith eating this?

Keith was eating like a mad man, it was getting to the point of unbearable to watch, Lance placed his hand on his shoulder “Um Keith? Might want to stop there buddy?” He cried out when Keith shoved him away, hunching over the food almost guarding it.

Keith coughed, wiping his mouth then bit into another fruit the juices staining his chin and his tongue chasing the stray droplets.

He moved faster and Lance could only watch in dawning horror, “Oh my god, K-Akira Stop!” Lance grabbed his shoulders and spun him around “Stop, Look at me. Look at me!” Lance cried out but Keith only growled his eyes never straying from the decaying fruit.

Keith reached out for more fruit but it slipped and fell onto the floor, Keith fell to his knees in a desperation.

“Oh dear it fell to the floor.”

Lance looked up and blanched to see a tall Elf, lithe and handsome with long white hair.

He looked important, much more higher statues than the other fea mingling around.

“Maybe you should eat it with your teeth,” Keith lowered his head and bit into it and Lance covered his mouth feeling sick.

Lance pressed his lips together, he had no idea what he could do.

Before the Elf could leave he swallowed.

“Wait, Please you have to help him.” The fea raised a perfectly arched eyebrow, “Why would I do such a thing?”

Lance scrambled "I um- well," he stopped as he witnessed.

Keith even eating more crap of the floor, he licked up some ants along with the burst druit.

“Stop- Stop it! I’ll do-” He cut off. He couldn’t do anything, that was stupid.

“I’ll bargain something.” Even that sounded weak, the man seemed to think so, his amusement clear regardless of the outcome.

“And what do you have to give.” It wasn’t a question, and Lance swallowed, shit.

Keith owed him big time.

“Well, what do you want? I’m human and I can get you anything from ironside-none of the poisonous stuff.”

Ironside...wait that was his world, wasn't it?

“What could you possibly get me, that any other pixie wouldn’t steal?” Well crap, the guy had him at that.

“Hmm well,” he was becomming flustered especially when those eyes were staring at him so intently. No don’t get lost in them.

Lance stood straighter and even though it was a struggle to look at the Fea properly he felt more in control.

“I can get you a watch with your name on it, or preferred name. I can get you make-up, books artworks, dresses- something shiny,” He said exasperated “I can get it for you new, nothing stolen or already used by a human. This could be yours.”

The fea held a hand to his chin, even that motion was eloquent, he looked as if he might be considering this. Lance waited, the sounds Keith was making were heartbreaking.

“I could take you as payment. You could be my pet for the day and do anything I say until sunrise...Or I could take your skin, that is more than adequete.”

“No.” He said it so softly he doubted the Elf heard it, the laugh told him the other heard him just fine.

“I jest, Instead I require something from your world. A picture.” Lance blinked, okay. That sounded...way too easy.

“Maybe, depends on the picture.” The Fea eyes lit up like a christmas tree as he crossed his arms.

“You’re a smart one, of course it’s not that simple. It’s a photo of a woman I cherished a long time ago, her time here has passed. She never gave me her real name,

Few humans are smart enough to know why. So I doubt you can know who she is. She had a very canny resemblance to you, and she called herself, Azul.” Lance tensed, there was no way in hell.

The Fea kept jabbering away on how clueless humans were and how he could never find her, Lance could only nod his eyes kept flickering to Keith.

“Okay I’ll get a bunch of photos until you’re satisfied. Deal?”

The Elf watched him for a moment taking him in, he nodded after finding out what he wanted.

“Deal.”

He held out his hand and Lance hesitated for a second and then shook it. He felt something inside him twist.

“Now, let's clean up his mess.” He grabbed Keiths arms roughly, hefted him up and slammed him against the table, before Lance could make a move the Fea raised something against Keith’s lips.

Keith gladly opened his mouth and took in the object then his eyes bulged the Fea covered his mouth forcing him to swallow and the poor kid looked ready to throw up.

He struggled until he swallowed, eyes scrunching up then gagged moving away from the purple hand keeping him still.

The Fea smirked taking obvious amusement in Keith’s suffering. It just pissed Lance off even more.

The Elf turned towards him his lip still quircked in an amused smirk. He took Lance's hand and placed a leaf into it, Lance frowned when he looked on it with further inspection. There was a small slit in the middle.

“Blow on that and my servants will appear to retrieve you and your findings..” Lance nodded barely paying attention.

“Okay.” He wondered how in the heck he was going to do this, but whatever.

Lance could only stare after the figure once he bid farewell, he felt tight all of a sudden like a invisible hand was clawing around his ribcage, he was disrupted from his thoughts when Keith gasped coming back to the land of the living.

“Lance? What…” Their eyes connected and Keith suddenly frowned taking a shaky step forward “What did you do?” His voice was just short of simmering with rage.

Lance responded with his own barbed words reflecting them like a warped reflection,

“Don’t ever eat that crap in this kind of place ever again- what were you even thinking!? This stuff is rank what made you think it was even edible!?” Lance fumed gesturing wild at the rotten fruit. Keith shook his head “Wha? Lance this is edible look at this fruit cake it looks fresh.” Lance could ony stare.

“Keith...that’s a mushroom.”

“You’re seeing things.” Keith shrugged opening his mouth and Lance slapped it away “Don’t eat it! Haven't you learned anything?” He grabbed Keith’s arm and led him towards a corner.

“At least tell me you found something out?” Lance asked and had to double take at the others face when he looked guilty.

“I have found something out...it’s...It was before we got here and I just had to make sure.” Lance had no idea what Keith was talking about, but the tone was setting him on edge.

“Keith? Keith, what did you find out?”

The boy wasn’t looking at him, he opened his mouth to finally reveal something important, until a loud crash distracted them to look into the other direction.

One moment it was controlled chaos, now with an unknown signal all hell broke loose.

KEITH

It was his fault, it was all Keiths fault. One moment he and Lance were on an adventure exploring this new world and finding out the mysteries of who Keith was maybe where he belonged.

But Lance could die, he was stuck here watching Lance battle against Shiro the two squaring off against one another, and Lance was going to get hurt.

And it was all his fault.

Hours before, if he hadn’t wanted to find the Fea court so desperately then none of this would’ve happened….

Keith was on his way towards the cave, certain it had answers pertaining to the night before. Something was drawing him there and those markings on the wall were oddly ominous.

Ever since finding out he was a fearie he had wondered what type of court he would be a part off. Winter or summer, seelie or unseelie? Or maybe they had a different name, those strays words of Galra and Altean.

He heard those names mentioned at the fearie pool with Lance. At first he thought nothing of it, but now, it could be something important.

From what he knew of the books he'd read, one court was seen as the most good. They valued honour and Keith as a child did like samurais and ninjas or any archetype of warrior when he was little. But doubts settled upon his shoulders, it would explain why he couldn't fit in. Why he could never socialise with others and why he never felt like he belonged.

But this- this was a chance- to fine a place where he belonged, a home.

It felt too good to be true, but he couldn't help but get his hopes up.

He left the campus and was on his way towards the pathway that would lead him towards the cave but paused when he heard a voice.

"I wouldn't go that way if ah' were you." Keith flinched at the strong irish accent, he turned to see a small...rabbit?

It scratched its ears and Keith thought he was going insane. After all these years it finally happened.

But then it spoke, it's red eyes gazing up at him "There are strange folk up there," it warned "Galra. Nasty ones. Wouldn't want to get tangled up with that lot."

"What are Galra?" Keith asked urgently, and the rabbit looked at him as if he was daft.

"Ugly purple folk, and no one you want on your bad side. What buisness do you have with that cave anyway?" The rabbit asked while ruffling it's fur.

"There was some markings, I thought-"

"-That is just gibberish some older and wiser fea have driven themselves made with. No one can figure it out so don't bother, kid."

"But I..." He trailed off, Keith needed information on the fea. He needed to find Shiro. If Keith paused to wonder where these intense feelings were coming from he'd figure that something was wrong.

"I'm looking for an elf called Shiro, black hair, white fringe?" Keith asked, even holding his own fringe.

The bunnies nose twitched. "Hmm, I might but you gotta do something for me first."

"What is it?"

The bunny gestured for Keith to move closer with his paw and whispered low while Keith bent low and listened intently.

"There's a toad squatting in me Warren. Get rid of it and I'll not only tell you where to find a fea court is, I'll tell you how to find all of them. Special invite to every party in this town." He smirked buck teeth a gleaming.

Keith stood up "Where is this toad?"

The bunny hoped onto the floor and dashed forward "This way-keep up!" Keith chased after it, like Alice chased her own rabbit down a rabbit hole.

Unlike Alice, there was no way Keith could claw his way back to the human world no matter how much he wished he could. He regrets following this rabbit for years to come, knowing if he hadn't followed none of the events would've happened to him...or Lance.

They seemed to go deeper into the park, and just as Keith was growing tired did the bunny rabbit slow to a stop. In an open field Keith glanced around.

"Well where is it?"

"Shh," The rabbit scolded "Hold yer horses, sheesh." It stomped the ground like Thumper from Bambie and the ground began to rumble.

Normal people could not see, but Keith was mesmerised as the ground shook then conceived beneath them in a swirl of earth sliding deeper still.

The bunny turned around and pointed at the hole.

"The nasty thing is in there. Get rid of it and I'll tell ya where the Fea folk are." Keith nodded and stepped forward he took a step and hopped into the rabbit hole.

He landed on his knees and stood realised the tunnels were enormous, bigger than any man. But as he tried to navigate his way from the hole above him he realised it was dark he had to squint to see.

He passed a mushroom that glowed a soft red illuminating the cavern slightly.

Before he could even sigh, or utter a sound he turned a tunnel and almost gasped to see a looing silouette of a large toad. Keiths breath hitched and he felt unfairly cheated.

This toad was huge the size of a small cottage! How in the heck was he going to get rid of it?

Suddenly a large dragonfly floating ahead of Keith, hovered then landed on his shoulder.

Toad like eyes opened and gazed at him.

Keith tensed as the toad grumbled and Keith screamed as a pink tongue snapped towards him, he managed to dodge out the way in time but in the narrow tunnel Keith scraped the side of his cheek against a stray branch and grimaced.

He was cornered.

And before he could move the tongue lashed out again, Keith yelped as it wrapped around him and he was tugged forward like a shot.

He opened his legs wide and the slammed against the toads mouth and he strained against the pull. His legs strained and he prayed to whatever god that was listening that he didn't slip.

If he didn't react fast enough he was going to get eaten!

He wriggled an arm out of the tongue along with his blade, he never hesitated as he plunged the lick of silver into the toads tongue.

The toad gave a squeal of pain and lurched back. Dropping Keith as it did so, Keith landed in a heap and barely had time to move before a pitiful wail erupted from it's croaky throat.

"Oh woe! Can you please leave me alone!" Keith frowned a little confused "Um, excuse me?"

"As you should be!"

"No, I mean," Here Keith stood and dusted of his pants then grimaced as he saw he was slick with toad drool and sludge of mud.

ew.

"A rabbit told me you stole his warren." The toad blinked one eye at a time.

"His warren?" Keith could only raise his arms in alarm as the Toad bellowed "His warren!? That mangy waste of furr, that absolute Jabcalute! How Dare e' how dare e'!" Keith only flinched taking a step back.

"I've been here for years, defending ma land!" It cried, then sobbed further on over it's bloody tongue. Keith grimaced.

"Now I'm defencless, you ave to protect me!"

Now Keith took a step back "I am not going to do that!"

"What is price you ask? Hmm? Gold jewels? I ave that! I gave a prince a beautiful hand crafted carpet and a ring so he could become king, a toad as a wife-"

Keith could imagine that did not sound plesent "And a ring to please his father oh woe is me!" Keith took another step back.

"I just want to find the Fea courts whenever I desire." The Toad blinked again one at a time.

"You have to be the most daftest elf I've ever heard off."

Keith gasped affronted "I am not!"

"Are too, a complete and utter dunce, a waste of brain- a dumbo!"

"Well at least I'm not stuck in a tunnel!"

"You slander!"

Look at what it's come to, Keith was arguing with a toad.

He sighed then jumped when he heard the Rabbit "Ya done yet lad?"

The Toad yelled up "Bunny Barker! Get your fluffy paws in here so I can eat you!"

"Wrack off ya bloody toady, I ain't movin squat." keith groaned then glanced at the toad.

"Wouldn't you prefer to be near the waterfall, there's lots of bugs there instead, and water and nice open spaces."

"No, I like this place. It's warm and cozy."

Keith would've brushed a hand over his face but remembered that his hands were dirty. He wiped his hand over his head instead.

"Okay, Then you're going to have to get out. I had a promise."

"Wait- I'll tell you how to get to the courts." Here Keith paused and raised an eyebrow, the Toad nodded.

"It's instinctual, all feas gather together and feel the draw. You can't find the places they just happen to come about. Those are the parties. The courts however, are more stationary and those I can tell you where they be."

Keith sheathed his blade, "Tell me everything."

Keith walked back out of the hole and it closed up behind him, the rabbit looked furious "You let em go!?" Keith glared down at him.

"He told me what I needed to know, he seems like a nice toad. Why don't you make a new warren?"

"I was here first!"

"And now here he is now! I'm not getting involved until I know the whole story, who knows maybe you're lying. But know this. Even if the toad is gone what happens if another one takes his place how will you defend yourself?" The rabbit was quiet and Keith sighed "Those tunnels are too big for a rabbit. Try the tree's near the stream, they seem nice."

The rabbit was still silent and Keith could only shrug and walk away.

Once he was outside he realised he was absolutely filthy, and his cheek was burning he barely touched it in case it got infected but he had a strange feeling it might scar.

But now he knew how to get to the courts, there was four in total so the fea books were wrong there.

Olkarian, Bulmarin, Altean and the Galra. Shiro he learned was a champion of Altea and to prove his honour and loyalty he was sent to the galra to fight in the arenas.

He knew where to find the Galra court.

Maybe Shiro could finally answer some questions.

Lance and the stranger gaped at Keith when he walked towards them in the open field "What the hell happened to you!?" He smirked "I won." Then grabbed Lance's hand "Come on, I know where to find the courts."

And the rest is history, Lance managed to find the courts, he took the chain from around his neck and passed it towards the guards to pay the fee.

Keith felt something cold settle in the pit of his stomach, why did he feel like the more they came to the courts the more they take away from Lance?

Stepping into the cave, Keith felt himself relax. Unlike the pool party that was so open and full of scantly clad pixies and lofty music, this place felt more up his ally.

It was like a burrow as if bears carved out holes and tunnels, with lanterns lighting up the dark corridors.

"Do you think that Fea lady is here?" Lance broke the silence, referring to the stranger Keith almost growled. He did not like her.

But Lance sounded nervous and tried to think of ways to placate his friend.

"I think she knows where Shiro is." Lance said at once with utmost confidence, it irked Keith some more.

"How did you come to that logic?"

If he sounded bitter, Lance rarely noticed. Honestly? Keith was a little peeved with how close Lance was becoming to this stranger. They didn't even know her nae and yet she had her clutches in Lance.

Keith worried she may spirit him away, or god knows what else. And knowing Lance he would blindly walk into a snake-pit if she asked.

Keith didn't trust her, or whatever her intentions with Lance were.

Then suddenly the music grew louder and Keith gasped as they drew closer to a crowd of fea and other mythical creatures.

The music sounded more modern and mixed with irish lyrical instruments that actually sounded good.

"Did they put a linkin park mixtape in or what?" Lance said his mouth pulled up into a sneer. Keith rolled his eyes, of course Lance would hate it. He scanned the crowd and his face fell when he couldn't find Shiro.

"We should split up." Lance said catching Keith of Guard.

"We'll cover ore ground if we look seperetly." Keith blinked at him then turned towards his friend.

"This isn't one of your typical raves Lance, you could get hurt-" Lance mouth pressed into a pout his eyes narrowed.

"I can take care of myself, just because I'm huan doesn't mean I'm useless."

Keith was taken aback "I didn't say that-"

Lance turned around sharply "-We'll meet back here in an hour, kay?"

"Lance- don't you dare!" Lance ignored him and danced out the way of Keith's fingertips looking all the world like a nymph playing tricks on him.

"Watch me!"

Lance vanished into the crowd.

"Lance! Goddamit." He crossed his arms visibly fuming then closed his eyes trying to breathe, he had no idea he was babysitting a child.

"What are you doing here?"

Keith almost groaned outloud, god what now>

He turned then blinked to see a light purpled Fea, a galra he thought in surprise.

Her lilac eyes squinted "You are not of age to choose, yet." She pursed her lips, her eyes scrutinising him.

Keith blinked but one word eluded him "Choose?" She nodded "You are a returning fea, correct?" And Keith instantly thought back on the libary of Lance with a book looking up at him.

"Oh listen to this," Lance began and Keith glanced at him and nodded for the teen to continue "Changeling children; Fearies sneak into homes and exchange their own otherworldly children for mortal ones. Some human parents don't notice but if they do the end result usually ends....badly." Keith gripped his own book, changeling. That's what he was. Wasn't it?

"The fea do this either because their own child is sick, and to take stronger healthier babies to revitilize their speicies or to punish the human parents- oh that explains Rapunzel."

"Lance-"

"Sorry, um or the human children are sold into slavery..." Lance bit his lip that sounded horrendous, he looked at Keith and he grimaced realised that Keith was just as horrified with this knoledge what if it-

"-I don't think that's what happened, Keith." He said as if Keith could real his thoughts.

Back to the present time, Keith listened as this Galra spoke to him, almost feeling familiar.

"A solitary fea can remain alone, or choose a court. Is this place to you're liking?" She gestured outwards and Keith followed her gaze, he hated to admit it. He liked this place.

The loud music, the fea fighting one another, there was a feral animalistic tone to the air. And Keith felt at home here.

"You like it better here than the other court." She spoke softly and Keith nodded "It was too happy go lucky there but...fake, here at least you know someone hates you." She smiled. Keith suddenly tensed.

"Why are you being so nice?" She shook her head "I can tell you are new to this, as all new changelings. I was the same." Keith blinked and she took amusment in his expression.

"I'm Axca. From one Changeling to another." She held out her hand and Keith almost instinctively gave his name, he then paused.

"I'm akira, and likewise." Her eyes shone like she held a secret or...that she knew he was lying about his name.

"Nice to meet you, Akira."

She let go and gazed cooly into his eyes "You don't have to choose a court now, but being in a court is much safer than being alone, be careful on what you choose." Before she could leave Keith suddenly remembered.

"Wait!"

She paused and turned around Keith lowered his hand "Do you know Shiro?" At her blank stare, he felt foolish...maybe?

"The champion?" He tried and recognition brightened her face, but her playful smile vanished.

"Stay away from him, the Champion is duty bound." At his blank look she explained further "Whatever your feelings are for him, they are lies. He tricks those and manipulates their emotions for his own gains. Don't fall for it."

Keith flushed a brilliant red "I never- that's not what I-" She interrupted him and gave a final departure.

"Farewell, Keith."

She disappeared and Keith took a sigh and leaned against the table full of food, then his hands tensed clutching the thick wood.

He didn't tell her his name.

To calm his nerves he plucked a grape from the small wooden plate and popped it into his mouth.

Flavour exploded in his mouth and tingles shot down his spine, he glanced down at the food surprised. God that was good. He kept eating more and the whole world blurred around the edges of his vision, as he tried to cram more fruit into his mouth.

He could barely remember what happened next, one minute he was eating and all of a sudden he was being pushed away from the table, Keith growled and reached blindly only for something to push hi back. It was too weak to keep him away from the salvation that was delicious fruit!

A grape fell to the floor and burst upon impact.

"Maybe you should use your teeth."

Keith followed the voice and almost did what it was telling him.

"Keith don't-" He drowned out the rest, until he felt something press against his mouth he felt heavenly at the prospect of more food.

Until the taste assaulted his tongue, like stale dust and wet socks. He gagged but someone pressed their hands against his mouth forcing him to swallow.

Once he'd done so, he felt the thing settle in his stomach like a rock and with the uncomfortable feeling came the clarity.

He blinked, slowly coming to...he saw both Lance and a strange man with yellow eyes and long white hair.

The man smirked and turned towards Lance and spoke about seeing him soon, he walked away and Keith was panting.

"Lance? What..." Their eyes connected and Keith suddenly frowned. Taking a shaky step forward "What did you do?" His voice was just short of simmering with rage.

Lance looked irritated his his tone his shoulders hunched and eyes flashed with rage.

He responded with his own barbed words "Don't you ever eat crap in this king of place again- what where you thinking!? This stuff is rank!" Lance waved his hand at the table "What even made you think this was edible?" He raised to Keith what looked to be a tart, with disgust on his face.

"It looks freash to me." Keith shrugged irritation now Lance frowned and glanced back at the tart "keith, this is a mushroom."

"You're seeing things." Keith had enough and made to grab the tart to prove to Lance there was nothing wrong with it.

Lance pulled it out of reach "Don't eat it! Haven't you learned anything?" He grabbed Keiths arm and pulled him towards a corner.

"At least tell me you found something out?" Lance asked and had to do a double take at keiths face when he looked guilty.

"I found out something," The toad told him more in that dank tunnel than some whereabouts of a court.

"Keith what is it? What did you find out?" Keith opened his mouth, until a loud crash distracted them.

One moment it was controlled chaos, now with an unknown signal all hell broke loose.

Suddenly the crowd surged around them like a wave pushing Keith and Lance into a direction amidst the crowd and they had no other choice to follow unless they were stampedded.

"What's going on?" The dull roar became louder and Keith felt as if he was in a football match. Lance grabbed his hand and Keith had no reason to let go, he clung back just as tight.

#FEA

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help-i-need-a-cool-username · 4 years ago

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The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug

Thorin looks like a child in that cloak omg

Theyre trying to complement Bilbo and he cant enjoy it because they wont listen to him

Its official i cant pronounce anybodys name. Smaug = smowg, Bolg = Bog, Tauriel = Toriel, etc

Also what ever is going on with the th/thor sound because i kept rewinding and i just cant make that sound with my mouth

I forgot about Beorn

Well that was a different introduction than the book ("now hes not fond of visitors, so we shall enter two or three at a time" vs "OPEN THE DOOR"

Didnt Beorn have a weird obsession with Bilbo in the book? Like he just couldnt get over how small he was

This is one of the scenes from the book i remember clearly: Bilbo in the tree canopy, looking at the colors of the leaves while butterflies fly around

No one saw how cool Bilbo was cutting everyone down

Hahaha the Legolas and picture!Gimli scene

The how-many-weapons-can-i-carry-on-my-person trope is always a good one

"Wait wheres Kili?" A scream. "Kili!" And the dwarves storm the elves lol they do protect each other gotta give them that. Meanwhile in Kili world *beautiful elf woman saves his life like some kind of dream*

Bofur is the only one who looks out for Bilbo :) :(

"Arent you going to search me? I could have anything down my trousers." Always makes me laugh

I dont get this whole Tauriel love triangle business. Elf King says Legolas likes her and that she should stay away from him but what is happening with her face there i dont get it. Is she uncomfortable bc hes the king or because she does like Legolas??

Kili trying to be cool and the only reason it "worked" was because she was already into him

The whole jailcell scene was more beautiful then i remembered but as soon as i saw Legolas all i could see was "SLUTS!" "No that was some of my best work right there!"

Thorin believing in Bilbo wow. Was he desperate or does he think Bilbo is just lucky

Also he couldve been eaten by the spiders Thorin

The dwarfs still secretly having weapons

PLEASE LEARN HOW TO BE QUIET THIS IS AHHHHHH

Barrel scene was fantastic

Im sorry but this elf fighting is so bad like it looks like theyre just spinning in circles

The Kili and lever and arrow scene ahhhhh

Uggg Bard

"His name is Bard" "how do you know that!" "I asked him"

The fish omg

Yes the toilet scene that was in the book btw

I distinctly remember the Laketown accepts the dwarves scene differently. Like Bilbo had to put his neck on the line or something

Thorin why are you so dramatic??

How can you hate a guy for something his great great great grandpa did?

Finally have some mention that Fili and Kili and Thorin are related. Couldve done that in the first movie but no you have to say "Thror" and not "your grandfather"

I thought it was gonna be the last of twilight but moonlight works too

Tbh i wanted Bilbo to open it and the dwarves to finally turn around and they just see Bilbo standing in front of a hole in the cliff face

If i remember right in the book Bilbo picked the arkenstone up on his first trip and decided to keep it as part of his share before realizing he had the arkenstone

I do remember the goblet tho

"Flattery will not save you" bro you just posed for him

"I do not recognize your smell" ill give you a hint its lake water in his hair mixed with human scent on his clothes

Legolas going after the orcs without backup was stupid and you know he knows she didnt follow him

Also did he take Thorins new sword?