#fortunefeather

[skxrbrand]

fortune-feather

@skxrbrand "Got a problem with hooves?"

"Why are they," A snarl of disgust, "...Sparkling?"

[chaoticbard]

@fortune-feather

Alaara had just finished playing a set; it was time to take a break from the limelight and grab something to eat, something to drink, and to potentially cause a bit of lighthearted, good-natured mischief within camp. She went to the cook pot and bowled a portion of hearty stew for herself. She then grabbed a goblet and filled it with- well she really wasn't sure what she'd grabbed and she didn't really care. Alcohol was alcohol and she wasn't picky.

She was just about to head to a spare log to hunch over her meal when she nearly collided with the tiefling. Her stew managed to stay in its bowl but her wine did not. "I'd ask who you're wearing tonight but it seems that wine is the designer of choice."

"Sorry. I didn't see you. I- I don't think I saw you in the grove either. I'd remember a face like yours." She vigorously nodded her head once instead of attempting to hold out her hand. No sense in losing anything else. "Alaara. Group leader, bard, and general troublemaker. Well met. I suggest you get something to eat before it's all gone. You're going to need all the energy you can get to make it to Baldur's Gate. Hell of a long way from here yet."

[bloodyarn]

                                           𝚆𝙸𝚉𝙰𝚁𝙳 𝙸𝙽𝚅𝙰𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽 .

@fortunefeather: Even though he's been a bit absent, Age would never ignore an invitation to a wizard meet-up!

        SPLENDID   !      Age is joining the meet-up too   !   Now the deck of cards Babette prepared will have its use. Tarot cards, after all, were just a fancy name for Jackass-cards.

     ❝ Aaaah   !   Agey, how good it is to see you here   !   I didn't realize I knew that many wizard. Are you okay with small places   ?   It's getting a little cozy in my tent alone. I might just ask Astarion if he could lend us his tent too. ❞

[demonwebs]

folded arms , defensive posture ; but isn't that how he greets most people ? with defensiveness ? with suspicion ? with a cuttting tongue ? some might say he's come a long way , as there's no blade pointed to their throat . ❝ you're agitating shadow . ❞ the drow informs dryly , brushing his thumb against he fuzzy heel of the massive spider on his left , whose restless eyes seemed to never stop moving .

he draws his knee closer to himself , but his posture seems to remain , for the most part , relaxed , even if a bit wary . ❝ ... can't you control that --- thing ? ❞

@fortune-feather liked for a starter .

[proelio-procusi-a]

Starter for @fortune-feather

Caleb never turned down an opportunity to be in a book store, so finding one while doing some shopping for other spell components had put a small smile on the human's lips. He headed inside the small shop, the light dim compared to the bright sunshine outside and he started going through the shelves the moment he was inside. He didn't notice at first he wasn't alone in the shelves, eventually spotting the tiefling in the shop with him and offered a small nod in greeting.

[speculor]

General 8: What do they say when the PC asks them to stay in camp?  How about when the PC asks them to come adventuring again?

"Stay here? Are you sure?" *The saddest puppy eyes you've ever seen*

>Yes, I need you to remain at camp.

*Slightly distressed, then just disappointed* "B-But I need to-- I... I trust your judgement and... I await your word."

-

(When party is already full)

"Yes? Oh, but it seems you have enough people already..."

"Perfect, let's head out. My patron is nothing if not eager."

-

*Poorly concealing eagerness* "Oh, you have need of me? Let me grab my pack--"

[hopedflightarc]

he startles her at first, and her feet stumble over themselves, as she watches him. fel takes a moment, before realizing that the sitting figure was not a drow. not really, but rather a tiefling. fel shakes off her initial startled air and moves forward, looking down at what the other is doing. she's never seen someone with cards like this before, and finds herself entranced by them and the movements. "what are you doing?" she asks, voice polite and soft, little more than a whisper as if afraid she might speak too loud and disturb the cards.

-> A LITTLE STARTER. for @fortune-feather

[feelinsheepish]

@fortunefeather liked for a starter

For a moment, he had thought it was some sort of deer... He could only see the horns protruding from the bushes and amongst the trees, but when he rounded a bush of blackberries, he found it was not that... at all.

The sheep froze on the spot like a deer in the headlights, staring at the strange being, dark fur? Large ears, horns, a tail... It was... Somewhat similar to him, but he couldn't know for sure.

[bloodtwin]

@fortunefeather sent:

“I promise I’ll sleep in a bit, just let me finish this, first.”

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puck prods the wizard's side with his foot. ❝ oi, that trashy novel or whatever you're reading will be there in the morning, y'know. ❞

he cranes his neck over age'ian's shoulder to squint at the text then recoils immediately, nose wrinkling.

❝ ⸻ EW ！ what the hells is this ？there's numbers in here. ❞

[theundeadgospel]

He pulls The Hanged Man, "Seems you're experiencing a setback, stuck in a state of suspension. Time for a shift in perspective, things aren't always as serious and dire as they may seem. Take a moment to look at your challenges in a new light. Perhaps there was nothing to be afraid of after all."

“ I am always afraid. “

Beth immediately retorts — almost as if correcting the other.

“ — I mean. I am always afraid, but I will continue to persevere even when terror is digging its rabid claws into my body.

My kompanya needs me. I need them. And whether she believes it or not, Kassandra needs us as much as we need her. There is no room for error — and there is certainly no room to falter. For if I make one mistake, that terror will engulf me in a thick pit of pitch black and I fear I will never find the strength to get up again.

I have to do this…I… “

And should she fail, then what? Will another innocent life perish? Will Kassandra resort back to her old habits and get herself executed for good? Will another loved one get captured and experimented on? Will she never be strong enough to save a life from an eternity of suffering?

“ …I just have to. This is my purpose. “

[triinitas]

@fortunefeather sent:

"The spell was wrong, but there was true magic in it! Try again."

Demenia's ear tips reddened to a deep purple. She was young - only in her 30s - and magick had not yet consumed her life. The drow let out a frustrated sigh and shook her head. "I don't think I can do it," she said. For some reason she could get the feel of the spell, but actually summoning an illusion was proving difficult for her.

She knew Age'ian would not allow her to simply give up. Her eyes squinted, face screwed up in a hyper-focused expression and tried again. Her hands waved through the air just as Age'ian had demonstrated (if a bit mechanical) and spoke the words she needed to speak.

Nothing happened. A wisp of something may have shimmered at her fingertips, but otherwise, the Weave was quiet. Unresponsive.

Her hands flew to her face. Her eyes were beginning to water and she did not want her instructor to see. Instead, she inhaled deep, and shook her head - hands still covering her eyes. "It is much too hard for me, I don't think I can do illusions!"

[springvaletales]

"Ignore the blood, it's just a graze."

"Respectfully, I disagree." Naoka started to reach out her hand before catching herself and pulling it back. Suddenly grabbing someone was quite rude, and though her friends never seemed to mind, she knew that strangers wouldn't feel the same way as the people who'd traveled with her across the continent and back.

"A graze is still a wound, and no wound is too small to take care of." The elf said instead. "I could heal it for you, if you're comfortable. No charge - I'm a cleric of Skaadi. That would go against our tenets."

[jadedlight]

"That certainly sounds handy, though I can't imagine many would." At least, in his experience not many had. Those types generally liked easy targets, once you prove difficult they tend to scatter like rats.

"I have Onyx here. His keen senses make it a bit easier to avoid trouble before it happens." He'd give the little pseudo-dragon on his shoulder a little scritch.

It was nice to encounter another blind mage, even if Jade could see slightly better than Age could. They still had a lot in common.

"Before I left home, my parents gifted me a cloak that makes me a little more difficult to hit. That way if some highwaymen decided to stick around after a decent pelting of Missiles, I'd at least still stand a chance."

[h3llslinger-archive]

[ patchwork jack, 30, he/they ] ex-pact of the undead warlock (broke his pact and was cursed as a result) & fighter/gunslinger.changeling who is currently stuck appearing as a tiefling. . a study in: recovering from trusting the wrong people, self-discovery, fighting tooth and nail for redemption, and being brave enough to face the unknown. Rules & info under the cut!

verses - open starters - prompts - headcanons - wishlist - lore masterpost

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE ; WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE

Name: Patchwork Jack Aliases: Hellslinger, Jesse Carson, Morgan Chase, Luck & many more. Pronouns: he/they Gender: trans-masc & nonbinary Sexuality: pansexual Species: changeling Class: warlock(?), magical & martial gunslinger Parents: both deceased / accidental death / died when he was 8 Adoptive family: multiple members of the Desert Devils * No known living biological relatives. ** No known romantic partners (ooc: depends on verse).

Caution: Patchwork Jack is a 30 year old armed and dangerous changeling/shapeshifter who was previously a member of the outlaw gang Desert Devils. While in the gang he was an accomplice to multiple crimes such as (but not limited to) armed robbery, identity theft, arson, and impersonation of a police officer. Although sightings of him have been rare since he cut ties with the gang, people with similar accents to his have been spotted committing crimes across the country, headed in the opposite direction of his former gang's territory. It is important to note that there has also been conflicting reports of him seeming to have lost his warlock abilities and/or shapeshifting abilities. In the past he has eluded capture due to the fact he never wears the same face twice and is only identifiable by his distinct accent -- an accent that, with effort, he can conceal.

HISTORICAL PROFILE . . .

Patchwork Jack is a changeling rancher/cowboy with a rather complicated past... Falling into the wrong crowd as an orphaned starving and scared street kid, he crossed paths with members of the Desert Devils. Despite their reputation he was bold, attempting to pickpocket one of them. He was caught but instead of being mad they took him in as a ward. Going on a crime spree with his newfound "friends" (later turned found family) he joined the gang and became a semi-famous thief. As young as age 9 he was helping the gang pickpocket people and steal livestock. At age 12 his resilient nature gained the attention of a mysterious undead warlock patron. His patron, unknown to him when he first became a warlock, fed on chaos, power, and blood. The warlock patron would enable (and encourage) Patchwork Jack to be an active and violent participant in the gang -- resulting in Patchwork helping rob stagecoaches, rob trains, and steal/impersonating other people. It wouldn't be until disaster struck on one of their bigger scores that Patchwork Jack would claim to see the error of his ways.

A poorly placed and poorly timed explosive resulted in a train, NOT the train tracks being blown up. This mistake -- a mistake that was HIS FAULT -- resulted in him getting arrested for both theft and murder. Previously he had no murder charges. It is believed that while in jail, he severed ties with his patron and forcibly broke his pact. The consequences of this decision are unconfirmed but it is likely that he lost all of his warlock powers and his shapeshifting abilities as punishment. How he escaped jail and his current whereabouts are unknown.

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LAW ;

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.▍ ❝  MINORS DNI. My blog contains material not suitable for minors such as fantasy typical violence/blood and sexually suggestive (or explicit) content. My blog is 18+ for general interactions and 21+ for romantic and/or sexually explicit rp threads. Minors who try to interact with me will be hard blocked.

▍ ❝  GENERAL DNI LIST.* DNI IF YOU ARE A PERSONAL BLOG/NON RP BLOG. If your rp blogs are a sideblog state it clearly in your main blog's bio or I will block you!* Harry Potter (even if you are anti-JKR. The HP fandom/RPC in general makes me uncomfortable.* If your muse(s) are for shows/books/games meant primarily for kids younger than 13 (ex: Bluey, Pokemon, Sonic the Hedgehog, pretty much any Disney cartoon, etc.)* If your muse(s) are from adult style cartoons (ex: Archer, Hazbin Hotel, Family Guy, etc.)

▍ ❝ RP ETIQUETTE.

I don't support call out culture. If someone is an issue you can use the report and blocking tools. You also can handle the issue privately/without making a spectacle of it.

 I'm autistic and have social anxiety. Because of this I struggle with ooc chatter and tend to prefer rp memes to get threads going (versus plotting). I'm open to plotting but need some prompts/questions to get going. Reaching out to me with question ssuch as "what sort of dynamic do you think they'd have?" or "what are some rp tropes you enjoy?" will get you a better response from me than a vague message such as "let's plot"

I have a full time job and live on a farm. I also frequently babysit my niece and nephew (both of them are under 5 years old). Because of this, my reply lengths and speed will vary. Do not follow me if this is a problem for you. Also do not follow me if you look down on people who don't always have the energy to write novella style replies and/or people who can't reply multiple times a day.

Favoritism: I do not have it. I tend to reply to short threads during the work week when I have less energy and long threads on the weekend when I have more energy. I also have friends on here who I write with a lot/have hashed out character dynamics through DMs so I write with them often. Not everything is about you and just because I take a little while to reply to you DOESN'T mean I hate to you. If you easily get jealous of other writers DNI.

I often struggle to understand social cues, especially digital social cues. I especially find soft blocking vs tumblr glitching out hard to determine. Because of this I AM NOT SOFTBLOCK FRIENDLY!!

FYI: I tend to block personal/non-rp blogs, minors, people who haven't interacted with me much after multiple attempts of me reaching out, people who ignore my DNI info, people who are inactive a long time without warning, blogs who have an overwhelming number of muses, people who I feel like I just don't mesh well with, etc.

▍ ❝  RULES (short version)

18+ for general interactions, 21+ for nsfw interactions (dni if you are a minor)

* I use the block button frequently. If you don't want to interact with me you're more than welcome to block me in turn.

* don't be a bigot in ANY capacity

* this is a bg3/dnd/fantasy/western/supernatural rp blog. I will follow blogs for other fandoms/genres at my own discretion and will block anyone who I think just isn't a good match for me.

* Communication is key. We are all adults here. You can DM me or ask for my discord.

* I have multiple rp blogs and am most active on slaycults

[ceruleanscarred]

⁜Penned by Batty, 27 (they/she). Please read rules before interacting, selective and mutuals only. Follows from @fortunefeather⁜

◇A study in: True strength, leadership, kindness despite appearance, mourning.◇

[hopedflightarc]

He holds up the Queen of Wands, Reversed. "This card symbolizes someone who has lost their confidence. Insecurity rendering them uncomfortable in social situations, often trying to fade into the background. This card is a call to believe in yourself again. Your ideas are valuable, you deserve to share them."

fely'ene looks like she would argue this point, if she could find an argument. she stares at the cards, brows furrowed. however, even she knew, somehow trying to argue 'i'm definitely confident in myself' to someone who had seen her on the day to day was just arguing a losing battle. and a lie. for as much as she could put on a front and a face to charm and talk to others, being herself was much, much harder in social situations. it was easier to play the part of the haughty drow noble, to pretend she was her sisters than to simply see herself as worthy. she stares, slightly gawking at the card

finally, she huffs, softly, "i'm getting better." she said, frowning softly, a bit of a pause to her words. "how do you do it, age'ian? you always seem entirely confident."