#garrus firstblood

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Got this super fun commission of Garrus as a recovery gift for @wall-legion from @guildwuff2. Wearing his default of expression of awkward doof. Thanks again Wuff; he looks great!

[wall-legion]

Winter's End

Garrus had been waiting for a moment like this to come up. It had been too long since he had last been up here, taking in the arctic air. The Eye of the North was well built, but the Shiverpeaks made their presence known by sending gusts of wind and snow against its walls hard enough to keep everyone close to the bonfires that burned day and night. Now two years later he had finally returned, striding past the various merchants and soldiers, nodding in response to the voices calling out "Commander" to him to acknowledge that he'd heard them all.

Another time he would stop and catch up and see how they were all faring. Today he had business.

He continued down the hallway to the antechamber where Aurene had held her court, so to speak. Nowadays it was mostly empty, save for him.

Bangar had been returned to the cell since he was released from Jormag's magic and fully healed. The legions had wanted nothing to do with him, for the moment at least, but Garrus was sure that they would be dragging his sorry ass to the Citadel soon to jail him there instead for the rest of his natural days. Not if I have anything to say about that, Garrus thought with a grim smile as he entered the chamber.

"Well, well." Bangar lifted his head, but didn't stand up. "The wonderful Commander Firstblood takes time from his busy schedule to grace me with his presence. What did I do to deserve a visit?"

"Wrapping something up." Garrus rolled his shoulders back, fighting the urge to wince as a joint popped in one of them. "Get up."

"Is that an order?"

Burn me, how did anyone ever take him seriously as an imperator when all he ever did was talk down to everyone he ever interacted with? Garrus bared his teeth. "I said, get up!"

Bangar staggered to his feet, but managed to regain his smug expression after a moment. "Yes sir," he rasped.

Garrus started circling the cage. "Sounds like the throat is still damaged."

"Yes, well, your precious dragon couldn't be bothered to heal me. Only the special few get her magic touch apparent-LECH-!"

Bangar's taunting was cut off by Garrus's hand shooting out between the bars to wrap around his throat, thumb pressed tight against the former leader of the Blood Legion's windpipe. The older charr desperately tried to dig his claws into Garrus's arm, but couldn't pierce through the leather and metal of his glove. "What a coincidence," Garrus growled, staring into Bangar's eyes as he spoke, "that you bring up Aurene's healing magic right now."

"Are you really... going to beat me... for shooting you?" Bangar wheezed.

"No, because that would be foolish." He watched as Bangar relaxed ever so slightly. "I'm going to beat you for what you did to Qirri. Then I'll shoot you for shooting me."

"This is about that rat?!" Bangar somehow managed to raise his voice.

"This is about my guildmate-" Garrus paused to drag Bangar forward, off-balance, to slam his head into the bars of the cage- "and about a member of my warband." He slammed him into the bars again, harder. "This is about a challenge to me as Aurene's champion." A third slam, resulting in blood starting to dribble from Bangar's nose. "This is about you being a coward, and a failure as a leader!" A fourth and final slam that rattled the cage, and split the browridge above Bangar's left eye, dropped the older charr to the floor of the cage when Garrus let go of his throat and stepped back.

"You didn't do half of what I did to that weakling..." Bangar froze when he looked at Garrus- or more at the bow he was drawing back.

"Look familiar?" Garrus asked. "The boy's got more draw strength than I thought he did. You were right to be afraid of him." Deep breath. Find your stance. Find your target. You'll only get one shot. "I hope you find something like peace in the Mists, Ruinbringer."

The bowstring sang out as he released the arrow, and a soft wet sound followed as it buried itself in Bangar's throat. Garrus walked back over to yank it free, staring back down at the former imperator until the light left his eyes.

He teleported himself home.

[the-proofreader]

Alternative ending to Garrus's WLB AU

(because I like hurting @ratasumportauthority. This is the third section of the event for context, where in the original story I had Garrus face the dead members of his warband from the start of the charr personal story. Bold text is from the original, everything else is new. Setup over!)

“Commander, look out-!” Rama shouted. Garrus turned his head just in time to see the demon swinging at his head. Once again he hit the ground, this time his head bouncing off so hard that the breather with its special Jade Brotherhood filters was knocked away from his muzzle. He shoved himself up, reaching for his breather, but froze as a familiar wheezing made all four of his ears prick up. He spun around and felt his fur ripple upward again at the tiny pale form on the ground, struggling to pull air in. "Why..." he managed after a moment, unable to move. "You were down with Yao..." "You..." Her voice was so weak. "You brought me here. That's why..." "No, Qirri. Don't say it like that. If I had known I would have sent you back-" To sit out again, like you're something fragile. He tried again. "I would have made sure you were better equipped." "Well... you didn't... did you." Her red eyes rolled upward to look at him, accusingly. "I followed you everywhere. And you led me here. They warned you the air wasn't right and you still kept on going. You've killed me." "No," he whispered, as the first tears started rolling down his muzzle. "Don't- I'll get you out-" "It's too late," she wheezed, and her head rolled away from him, just as the demon appeared from nowhere to stride over her to attack. Garrus, caught completely off-guard in the midst of his grief, managed to direct Cailin to strike as he fumbled for his hammer. Once he had it, he directed all of his anger and pain into his blows.

For a while, it seemed like their combined attacks, along with what Rama was doing, was finally working…

And then it abruptly disappeared.

“What happened?” Garrus tried to shout, but it didn’t come out. Instead it suddenly felt like every ounce of his strength was suddenly gone, as if something was dragging it out of him, and he dropped to his knees.

“Something’s wrong with Qirri-!” he heard from Gorrik in the distance, and everything disappeared in a blanket of gray.

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@wall-legion

Finished comm for @ratasum of Qirri and Garrus! Thanks so much!

[donotstealoc]

Blorbo Spotlight: Qirri Tinkerfirst

Today's victim of the spotlight is our very own officer Jay (they/them) @ratasum. Jay posts oodles of rats for your viewing pleasure! Go check out their blog!

Who do we have the pleasure of speaking with today?

Qirri! Technically Qirri Tinkerfirst. My best friend made me an honorary member of his warband, hence the very charr sounding moniker.

What's your background? Where do you come from?

I grew up in Rata Sum, which is probably not surprising.

What are some important relationships in your life? (romantic, platonic, familial, etc)

Well, my dad... my older sister Rissia, obviously. My best friend, Garrus Firstblood. And, of course, the Dragonwatch Krewe, my partners. Romantic partners. It's complicated.

Have you done anything you'd like to brag about?

I started college at twelve! I would have graduated much earlier, too, but my health didn't allow it. Sixteen is still fairly early, though. And! I've won the Snaff Savant prize!

What's your profession? What does a typical day look like for you?

I'm the krewe chief of the Dragonwatch Krewe. Currently we're in Cantha backing up the research into the energy crisis. It's get up, breakfast, work until lunch, work until afternoon nap time with Taimi, work until dinner, relax the rest of the day. I'll take breaks now and then for health related reasons too. Sometimes we also have break days to work on unrelated projects, like my medical devices and mobility aids.

What are some hobbies you enjoy?

My focus in college was on medical aids, such as mobility devices and medical apparatuses, like my nebulizer or my golem JUICE, which serves as both a combat mech and a field triage unit.

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That's all for today! If you're an UWU guild member and would like to put your character in the spotlight, use this form!

[ohpollenpowder]

Five parts now for the [VS] (NA) party! Lemme know if yours is here!!! We also had a return of the Charr Wall; my first time seeing it and it was lovely~

Kunalla [RP] @golden-golem Siffe The Lost [RP] Caldus Swiftstorm [BRUH] Ellie Rourke [Star] Saelhkii [Star] @starlightsuncrow Ka Raska Veillie [FoF] @inquest-toolshed

Alba Moonseeker @sylvaridreams Maelgwyyn [DraW] Lochlan Of Night [CC]

Antonymph [ily] @kralkatorrik Vesnia Swiftreign [CC] Juno Spiritshatter [ily] Kerrick Ashgrave Eon Nightfang [SPCE] Korok Roanfur [UmP] Laika Blindwraith Ka Raska Garrus Firstblood [OOPS] @wall-legion Luka Keen [FOOL] Ribbon Steelhide Sparrow Quickdraw [ily] @moonlit-grove (& Remnant of Life) Artificer Lucasta @catmanderratmander Morrigan Sharpfang [FRST] Ari Stormshield [BUS] Redaar Steelhide [COLD] Zahida Echoflame [AUX] Song In Flight Glyndwr Lennox [MADS]

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Writing: A Gentle Break

It was the first time in the entire trip Vezz could think that it felt good to be back in Amnoon. It had been Taimi’s idea, really… they could keep in touch, and Braham and Rytlock were right there in Kourna to help keep things at least… somewhat calm. Or at least to keep the young trio safe in the face of everything that could possibly go wrong.

But Vezz, and the small contingent of Artistic Integrity that had descended upon Joko’s fortress, had gone back to Amnoon on the first available airship, and Spearmarshal Zaeim had been kind enough to set them all up with rooms for the night. Garrus had retreated to his to write a letter back to the Priory to let Qirri know they all were safe, while Oaklinna had stayed behind to help Canach with cleanup. As Garence retreated to her own room, Rissia quietly took Vezz’s hand, and the pair slipped into their own room, heavy sighs escaping them both once the door was closed and bolted.

It took Vezz no time at all to pull the smaller asura to him in a fierce hug, his cheek pressed tightly against the side of her head. Rissia’s ears twitched, but he could feel her claws gently hooking into the fabric of his cloak. They said nothing at first, but finally Vezz sighed, rubbing her back with one hand.

“Sorry. Just… seeing those- the illusions. You. Like that. It shook me deeper than I thought it would.”

He could feel her laughing before he heard it, and she gently patted his shoulder. “It shook you? Imagine how it felt seeing all those mes laying around like that.”

A smile finally crossed Vezz’s face and he let himself laugh, leaning back to look down at his fellow necromancer.

His wife.

They had been through a lot and still come out smelling like roses. Well… at least metaphorically. And somehow, despite everything… they were still here. But Rissia was giving him a quizzical look now, and his brow furrowed when she reached up to trace her fingers gently along the burn scar that traced the right side of his face. “...Rissi?”

She blinked, her ears turning back slightly. “...are you holding up okay? All those things- everything Joko said- Braham’s right, you know. Even if he decided to be silly about it… Joko wasn’t right. About either of us.”

He blinked, considering for a moment. Everything about Rissia being the second choice. Not as smart as her sisters, working for the Pact because no one else would have her. Everything about him, a killer hiding from a sordid past. Playing at being a hero to make up for his own faults.

Frowning softly, he released Rissia, reaching up to start gently undoing the ties holding her thick hair in two buns on top of her head. “...I know. And… I know that seems weird for me to say. This is something I’ve struggled with for the last six years, after all.”

“That’s… a lot. I mean… I don’t mean to sound dismissive. I know how hard everything has been.”

“I know. But I’ve gone through it with all of you. You’ve all been there for me, every single step of this mess. Joko didn’t know what he was talking about. The people who bought what he was selling, they… every last one of them was already in servitude to him. They didn’t have a choice. The people who matter know we’re trying… as hard as it is to try sometimes. And I have you with me through it. What you have to say to me is worth more than a thousand opinions from some moldy old lich.”

He leaned back a bit as he watched her shake her hair out once it was free from the buns, and her small hands came up to cup his face, shifting back slightly to gently rub at the bases of his ears. When he settled into the touch, she smiled, pulling his head down so their foreheads could press together.

“You’re a good man, Vezz. I know I don’t say it enough. And I regret ever saying that you weren’t. But I didn’t know you as well then. And I know you now. And that makes all the difference in the world.”

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Qirri's favorite activity is the jumping puzzle. Garrus? Not so much.

Featuring Qirri's bestie, @wall-legion's Garrus. Or his paws, at least.

[wall-legion]

My turn to post a snippet of my piece for the @gw2-zine!

He was seeking his new pet, who had gone astray He had only tamed the young moa the prior day It was a skittish thing, he was sorely afraid That death or harm awaited it if he waylaid Instantly she begged to help, causing him to pause Who was he to her? Why would she further his cause? Two, however, would be faster than him alone So she followed him through trees and brush, to atone Hours and miles took them far from where they had first met Before the lost bird was found - it was near sunset It was dirty and frightened, but unhurt and whole Saw him check it soft, felt ignition in her soul All her life she'd been told of the Citadel’s spite How those Legions feared Flame, its great magic and might And yet now here she stood, face to face with a foe Her heart starts to question all she was taught to know

[the-proofreader]

Valentine's Date with My Commander Poll!

Please ignore the fact that I use mobile for Tumblr and my partner's laptop to play GW2 atm so I can't get screens of my PCs on here

[wall-legion]

Garrus is really my only character with a "canon" ending that I have planned. He'll retire to the Olmakhan, where Agaue resides now, and they'll finally get to settle down as a couple. He's hoping for at least two cubs, but ultimately it's up to Agaue.

Zanthe wants a chance to become a hero so, so badly (even though he already is, my guy you survive living with a demon on the daily) but right now he runs with DWK. So I'll need to ponder on that some more.

By virtue of GW2 being an ongoing game with an ongoing plot I imagine most of us like to keep (most of) our characters' stories open ended with potential for future development depending on whatever the canon story brings... but do you ever wonder, if you had to find a definite end or conclusion to your characters' stories, what would it be?

[ratasum]

Personal Story Level 40 - For the first time since they met, Qirri and Garrus separated to go with their respective order mentors. Qirri was barely sixteen at the time, and a little hesitant about separating from the first friend she'd ever really made... someone she'd come to trust and rely on more than she anticipated.

Heart of Thorns, ending - Post-Mordremoth, Qirri's health deteriorated rapidly following an illness she'd been hiding, complicating her condition. While Garrus understood full well they needed to get her back to Rata Sum, the uncertainty over not having his diminutive travel buddy remained.

Featuring Qirri's best friend/big brother figure, @wall-legion's Garrus.

[ratasum]

I need to get a new picture of Garrus and Qirri together because all my shots are them before I updated her hairstyle, but @wall-legion's Garrus Firstblood and my sweet girl Qirri Tinkerfirst, back when they were traveling together in the personal story and during the adventures in Elona.

[ratasum]

"It's okay, cub. This wasn't your fault."

The aftermath of Claw Island will forever hurt my heart, considering what happened to our little guild of misfits during.

Qirri will never stop blaming herself for freezing up on the field, resulting in Garrus taking a devastating hit - leaving a permanent injury - to protect her.

He loves that kid so much, and I think he'd gladly jump in front of a Risen brute again in a heartbeat for her.

And he's her first real friend. Knowing he was injured to help her? It's devastating to her, letting alone the fact that at the time this happened, she was just barely sixteen years old.

Featuring @wall-legion's Garrus.

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@the-proofreader

Imagine the shenanigans ranger commanders must go through with their pets

Like, a pet's a pet regardless of whether or not it's saved your life in battle against primordial forces, regardless of the ability to meld minds or wills.

Imagine hearing the Commander, fabled hero, losing their gods damn shit with their pet, a beloved hero in their own right. You're walking by and suddenly some juvenile dragon goes skittering across your path, happy as a clam, while the most vile insults are hurled from the Commanders home, as they detail how they spent the whole afternoon deep cleaning their pets room/area, buying new toys, setting up enrichment pieces, only to see their pet about to throw up on the nice rug, try to chase them outside before they did that, only for the animal to throw up all over some furniture they just cleaned in the animals room

meanwhile a dragon most asura can use as a mount is just off to go find more trash to eat, happy there's nothing to fight and their stomachs not sore anymore

[ratasum]

Misfits Inc is in their feelings today (featuring @wall-legion's Rissia and Garrus).

In order: Deshauna, Agaue, Rissia, Pheazza, and Garrus.