#legend of Drizzt archmage

[princefleabitten]

I read the bully the ancient man into committing atrocities diary! (Legend of Drizzt: Archmage)

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

Legend of Drizzt - Archmage Cover Art by Choe Heonhwa (KILART)

[azrithart]

Gromph and Kimmuriel

(Tell me this isn’t their dynamic in Archmage and beyond)

[kimmurielscryingmirror]

"My dear Kimmuriel"

Baenre men are clearly obsessed with him <3

Close-ups under the line:

[defnotjarlaxle]

Gromph found a drow wizard he tolerates? Hmm, curious~

[theladyregret]

Finished rereading Archmage last night and I couldn’t help but giggle a bit at one part where Catti is sitting by Drizzt’s side while he was still unconscious, recovering from having his chest split open, and everyone worrying that he might not be able to fully recover enough to fight as he used to.

Once she’s reassured that he will at least survive she’s thinking about how she would enjoy teaching him magic if his injury prevented him from returning to bladework, and mentally enjoying the idea of him bumbling through spells the same way she’d first struggled with sword fighting as her student…

And man would she have been disappointed if that actually had happened because according to Homeland he had no problem picking up basic cantrips pretty fast and in fact already knew several by the time he left Sorcere.

I just have this mental image of him just…going through the basics no problem after brief reminders and Catti “instantly got addicted to magic after using a wand to explode things once” Battlehammer being all,

“Wait, you already know these? You’ve been able to do this the whole time and you…just…don’t??! Why??”

And him just making a face like he’d encountered a bad texture, “…eh.”

[defnotjarlaxle]

HAH! YES! These two!! I love 'em.

@defnotjarlaxle JAJAJAJA i started charon's claw and met Ravel and-

Gromph and him have very big teacher's pet and tenured professor who's wayy too old to fight the shenanigans energy

[artemis-entreri]

Hey y'all! As some of you have noticed, I'm not really in the fandom anymore, so I might as well make it official with this post. There wasn't anything that caused it, I just became more interested in other things. I made a Redbubble with some of my Artemis Entreri/Jarlaxle/Jartemis art that you can buy as merch, which includes the above images as well as some others:

You can find my other art in this tag: My LoD Art

If you like my art enough to follow me into other franchises, here's a link to all of my art accounts.

I'm still happy to try to help with Forgotten Realms and Legend of Drizzt questions, but I will no longer be keeping up to date about either, so you'll mostly be tapping into my knowledge about past stuff. In LoD's case, it seems that the book series has come to an end, as there doesn't appear to be any contracts for new trilogies presently, but who knows if that'll change in the future. For FR, your best bet is to get information from the sources directly, as that was what I'd use to stay updated. I recommend these places for asking questions:

Forgotten Realms Wiki: Hands down the best resource for anything Forgotten Realms related. Comprehensive and thorough, it is maintained by a small dedicated group of fans, and it's so good that official FR creatives reference it.

Candlekeep Forum: While the layout is certainly retro, it continues to contain the most knowledgeable and passionate Realms afficionados.

Greenwood's Grotto Discord Server: This is Ed Greenwood, the creator of the Forgotten Realms', official Discord server. It is curated by a passionate group of Greenwood fans and produces FR content regularly featuring the archmage himself.

Forgotten Realms Discord Server: Smaller and less active than Greenwood's Grotto, but less likely that your question will get scrolled past without anyone noticing it.

Forgotten Realms Reddit: I've not used this particular sub much myself, but the large member base means that it's probably a good resource for crowdsourcing answers.

I still have a lot of WIPs of both fics and art in this fandom that I may finish up and post later, it's hard to say. I guess we'll just have to see!

[mnemo-li]

Okay, now that my Baldur’s Gate 3 obsession has somewhat calmed down, my attention has come back to Lolth’s Warrior again. Here are some thoughts, specifically regarding my darling Gromph Baenre:

(As an aside though… does anyone have an active or semi-active Legend of Drizzt Discord server they recommend? I saw the one on Reddit but I haven’t joined that yet either 🥺)

[MAJOR SPOILERS BELOW]

I really don’t like the alignment system in DnD ngl, but it does feel good to have Salvatore pretty much confirm that our dearest Archmage is no longer evil. Like, look at this

He explained—again, surprising Catti-brie, as she hadn’t often gotten such discourse from Gromph: “My robes of the Hosttower are gray, reflecting my state of mind and my way of looking at the world. Such items as these are not simple implements. They are extensions of the being wearing them, an amplification of the wizard’s heart and soul. You are more . . . generous than I. Your robes would be of white cloth, not gray. My garment would be of little use to you.” Catti-brie had heard of such things, so she accepted the explanation without question—until she realized the color of the robes now worn by Gromph. “Were I a being intent on evil, what color would be appropriate, then? Gray?” “Black,” said Gromph. “Like the robe you’re now wearing. The robe you assure me reflects no ill intent.” Gromph shrugged as if it did not matter. “This robe will no longer attune to me. It is, to me, just a robe.”

He can no longer attune to his old robes because he is no longer of an evil alignment. That really is an in-your-face proof of how far he has come as a character. And the symbolism of him choosing to wear the old robe whilst exploding himself to kill the avatar of Lolth— that’s like, him symbolically killing his past self too, moving on from who he once was. It’s beautiful.

My other friend whom I was discussing this with said he was surprised Gromph actually would sacrifice himself, that perhaps this was just some mind trick or illusion. I, on the other hand, was surprised Gromph didn’t become a lich but instead chose to clone himself. In hindsight, it makes sense though. Being a lich is a special kind of evil, and Gromph has fought enough liches in his lifetime to know that he’s better off not becoming one.

Moreover, it was so funny witnessing Catti’s reaction towards her realization that Gromph really has gone soft. Her being shocked at how Gromph would offer her his old robe, their conversation and banter etc

Like, this for example:

“What could go wrong with a fireball, after all?” Gromph said dryly, and when Catti-brie looked at him, she saw that he was staring her way. He was trying to show her that he was still that hard-hearted and merciless grand wizard from Menzoberranzan, she recognized, and she thought it rather… Cute? Or pathetic? No matter, she realized. Gromph’s ego bristled at any thoughts of emotional softness.

Lmao, that cute or pathetic line just had me laughing.

On a more serious note, rereading this scene had my heart breaking, especially knowing what is to come:

A few heartbeats later, he shook the notion away, reminding himself that this place he had created from no more than magical strands, and more especially for the golems and treasures he kept within the pocket dimension, needed to be maintained and protected. His caretakers had to be powerful of their own accord, and influential within the hierarchy of the Hosttower of the Arcane. The possibilities for him to fill the needed posts formed a very short list, and given the dark nature of the plan to be concealed and protected, even shorter. Kimmuriel would have been his first choice, but Kimmuriel was gone to Menzoberranzan, along with his second choice, Jarlaxle. Catti-brie would have been his third, except that her heart was still tied to Mielikki, though the bonds were strained. And that goddess, called the Forest Queen, for all her own recent meddling with the realm of death, would probably not approve of Gromph’s little game here.

Gromph trusts Kimmuriel, Jarlaxle and Catti-brie to protect his cloned body. That is massive. That is really poignant. And for Kimmuriel to be the first on his list? I genuinely wished we’d get to see Gromph’s reaction to what happened to Kimmuriel.

Speaking of Kimmuriel, something in Gromph and Kimmuriel’s conversation at the beginning of novel struck me.

“The heart and the mind are often in conflict,” Gromph said. “I have perhaps another two centuries of life—more if my studies prove fruitful. I wish to live those centuries and more. And when I am finally done with this existence, I know that Lolth will remain very much entrenched in the afterlife.”

I know the Generations series is set in about 1488 DR. I’m not sure the exact date of the Way of the Drow series but since Gromph is born in 670 DR… the dude is over eight centuries old. That’s really old, even for an elf or drow. Amulet of Eternal Youth or not, as one grows older, mortality is sure to become more of a nagging thought. Gromph clearly has been thinking about his life and afterlife. There’s just something heartbreaking about realizing too that he spent the first seven to eight centuries of his life under the oppression of Lolth’s matriarchy, only to finally get to live freely as the Archmage of the Hosttower in the extremely recent years of his life. It’s too soon for him to die— he’s only begun to truly live.

I think Gromph’s motivations for cheating death is less about wanting to “win” against death, to become better than your average mortals or whatever… he genuinely wants to live. Especially now that he has something worth living and fighting for, something worth protecting. I’m talking about his daughter, his brother, his friends.

Maybe I’m woobifying Gromph too much but damn, I love this old Archmage so much. I have a month left before my PhD officially starts… with the remaining free time, I really want to write some self-indulgent OC romance fanfic with Gromph with my Baldur’s Gate 3 protagonist.... and also Liriel Baenre!!

Yvonnel II is alright. But Liriel? I adore Liriel. I fucking love her. I really want Gromph to meet Liriel again, to reconnect with her, to see how much she has changed and how much he has changed.

[whistleswings]

bored, so have a Gromph sketch

[princefleabitten]

Masterpost: Legend of Drizzt Sum-Up Sketches

(Links to Still missing books will be added later)

The Dark Elf Trilogy

Homeland

Exile

Sojourn

The Icewind Dale Trilogy

The Crystal Shard

Streams of Silver

The Halfling’s Gem

The Legacy of the Drow Quartet

The Legacy

Starless Night

Siege of Darkness

Passage to Dawn

Paths of Darkness Trilogy

The Silent Blade

The Spine of the World (Bonus)

Sea of Swords

The Sellswords Trilogy

The Servant of the Shard

Promise of the Witch King

Road of the Patriarch

The Hunter’s Blade Trilogy

The Thousand Orcs

The Lone Drow

The Two Swords

The Transition Trilogy

The Orc King

The Pirate King

The Ghost King

The Neverwinter Quartet

Gauntlgrym

Neverwinter

Charon’s Claw

The Last Threshhold

Companion Codex +

The Companions

Night of the Hunter

Rise of the King

Vengeance of the Iron Dwarf

Homecoming Trilogy

Archmage

Maestro

Hero

Generation Trilogy

Timeless

Boundless

Relentless

The Way of the Drow Trilogy

Starlight Enclave

Glacier’s Edge

Lolth’s Warrior

[drowhumor]

This was simply begging to be made... Original Art by  by DrowElfMorwen on deviantArt

[azrithart]

Gromph Baenre trying to unleash a demon lord a second time + Kimmuriel Oblodra silently judging

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[Please do not use or repost. Reblogs are cool though! Thanks :D]

[lawful-evil-novelist]

Fictober Day 10: “You think this troubles me?”

Fandom: Dungeons and Dragons, Legend of Drizzt, Icewind Dale (all part of the same fandom but like, moar) Project: The Icewind Saga (relatively new, still experimental) Characters: Nalfein, Dinin, and Erevain Rating: Teen and Up Note: I wanted to work on Dinin and Nalfein’s dynamic first and then figure out if I want to add Drizzt.  I decided I do but I thought the character work was a good piece for fictober.

Erevain was ignoring most of the other patrons to the inn, more consumed in what he was doing than anyone around him, not that many people were nearby anyway.

“Don’t wander off too far,” came a request as someone walked into the room.

“This inn is the size of like, a house I don’t know how far I can wander,” came the reply, tinged with an elvish accent, “it’s freezing up here and there’s a fire.”

“It’s called Icewind Dale for a reason ya half-wit dark elf,” came another remark.  The occupant of the room, someone clad in all black and standing just beside Erevain, laughed softly but didn’t reply.  Erevain glanced up from his book and jolted.  Leaning against the mantle of the inn’s fireplace, hands folded behind his back so the fire reached them, was a small, slender drow with a long white ponytail and light green eyes.  Erevain’s sudden movement caught the drow’s attention, but it quickly moved away, paying more mind to the muffled conversation occurring in the room over.  After a long moment of silence, he looked back at Erevain, holding out one hand.

“Nalfein,” he introduced, but quickly retracted the hand before the thought of taking it even crossed Erevain’s mind.

“Are you-?” Erevain began, trying not to sound rude, “Being polite?”

“Yeah,” Nalfein gave a slow nod, “yeah, I think I’m being polite.”

“Why?” Erevain asked.

“Because...I have manners?” Nalfein looked utterly bewildered.

“I just-” Erevain cut off, realizing he sounded like his cousin Xan again.

“You just don’t think drow have manners,” Nalfein finished the thought, “Do you think this troubles me?  Tell me about yourself then cousin, I’m in an inquisitive mood.”

Nalfien fell into the chair across from Erevain and pulled his legs up to sit cross-legged.  To urge Erevain to speak more, he smiled.

It didn’t work.  Erevain was now twice as suspicious and really wanted this drow to go away.

“Nal he doesn’t want to talk to you,” a dwarf scolded from the door, “no one does.”

Nalfein’s smile vanished and he started to get up, but stopped himself and sat right back down, eyes closed and mouth set in a firm line.

“Baby,” the dwarf snapped, then left.  Erevain stared at Nalfein for a moment before speaking.

“Not to be rude, but I don’t really trust you enough to say anything,” he admitted, “I grew up with stories of drow and their evil.”

Nalfein didn’t reply, he only heaved a heavy sigh.

“Would you mind going away?” Erevain asked.

“Yes,” Nalfein said sharply, not elaborating further.  After a moment, he stopped, looking at the doorway once more.  His face softened a little and Erevain followed his gaze.

Peering out from behind the doorframe was another drow, this one not much older than twelve.

“Were you waiting for me, Dinin?” Nalfein asked.

“When are we going home?” the small drow asked.

“I just need to finish this one task for the archmage, then we’re good,” Nalfein replied, standing, “Why?  Do you miss uncle Zak’s training already?”

“No,” the young drow scowled.

“Then you,” Nalfein scooped up the child and put a finger on his chest, “need to stop whining.”

The small drow scowled, then looked at Erevain.

“Surface elf!” he shouted at the top of his lungs, “Faerie!”

The drow leapt from Nalfein’s arms and ran towards Erevain, holding a small dagger in his small fist.

“No!” Nalfein grabbed the child before he could do any damage, “Sorry, he’s still new to the surface.  He’ll learn.”

“Fight me!” the small drow demanded.

“Yeah no, we are going back to the cranky dwarf and we are not stabbing the nice surface elf, Dinin,” Nalfein said softly, “we don’t stab people.”

“Yes we do,” Dinin insisted.

“We don’t stab people who haven’t done anything,” Nalfein corrected himself, “and certainly not if there’s no benefit.  Why would we need to kill him?”

“Because he might betray us,” Dinin said firmly.

“Okay,” Nalfein nodded, “I need to remind Zak that Briza isn’t an acceptable babysitter.”

“Briza’s smart.”

“Oh no she’s not, she just tells people that.”

“Then why’s she so strong?”

“Because she’s taller than you?  Honestly Dinin I can pick you up and I’m shorter than mother.”

“Matron!”

“Mother.”

Erevain cracked a smile, “Yours?”

“By Lolth’s teeth, no, no he’s my younger brother,” Nalfein answered, “I have no children and am rather thankful no priestess of Lolth has decided I’d make a fine broodmare because I quite like living.”

“Archmage likes you,” Dinin remarked.

“Archmage isn’t gonna kill me for breathing wrong, now you need to stop talking.”

“I AM A FREE DROW NOT BEHOLDEN TO YOUR ORDERS!” Dinin shouted as loudly as he could.

“Do you need a nap?” Nalfein asked.

“I need to stab him,” Dinin pointed his small dagger at Erevain.

“Someone come take my brother before I hurt him!” Nalfein shouted out of the room, a remark that came with a very frantic human darting into the room, scooping up Dinin, and running back out with Nalfein in tow.  Erevain watched them leave and tried hard not to laugh.

Drow were less evil and more a bizarre array of dysfunction Erevain associated more with dwarves.

It was entertaining, in a way.

[defnotjarlaxle]

It's because he's not controlling him.

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[janetpar-blog]

Archmage: Legend of Drizzt: Homecoming, Book 1 (Unabridged) - R.A. ...

Archmage: Legend of Drizzt: Homecoming, Book 1 (Unabridged) R.A. Salvatore Genre: Sci Fi & Fantasy Price: $21.95 Publish Date: September 1, 2015 Preview: ℗© 2015 Audible Studios