#lily stormforge bg3

[bg3faerun]

[arianna-irwynarn]

This is a long one haha so sorry. I enjoyed writing it though.

Sfw. The blighted village had a few surprises left.

Part six.

Lily woke up feeling refreshed, she quickly realised Astarion had already left the tent. The light outside was bright and the air was warm, another hot day was coming.

Gale was slicing some rolls by the camp fire now reduced to barely glowing embers.

“Ah! Good morning. I was just making you some breakfast.”

She looked at him confused for a moment when another voice joined in.

“You were so entranced with nature's beauty that you missed dinner.” A chuckle left Halsin as he sat on one of the logs.

“Uh yeah, sorry about that. I went to wash and got a bit captivated by the moon.” a sheepish look was on her face as she took the bread and fruit from Gale. She thanked him and quickly attacked the food.

“So our vanishing leader has appeared.” Shadowheart stared down at lily.

“Uh, sorry.”

Her arms crossed her chest and she couldn't keep the sass out of her voice.

“Well we wouldn't want to find your corpse being eaten by some gnolls

But I guess your need for alone time is more important.”

Lily's mouth opened and closed, a reply lost on her lips. Surprisingly Shadowheart patted her shoulder lightly before returning to pack up her things.

“You know I think there might be a heart in there after all.” Gale said brightly as he watched shadowheart.

Lily couldn't help but smirk at that.

“Soldier! I wondered where you got to last night.” Karlach gave a bright smile, nicking a bit of roll and popping it into her mouth.

“Sorry if I worried you, I fell asleep after washing by the river. Did you and Wyll have a talk last night?”

The tiefling scratched her head for a moment. “We did. He apologised to me and for all the things he believed. But that was because of Mizora. That bitch I still can't believe what she did to him!”

Everyone had been shocked. The blade of the frontiers turned into a demon. Lily had been outraged but there was nothing she could do. She didn't know enough about demons. More things she was determined to learn. She would improve herself. Her party depended on it.

The camp was packed and they set off while it was early morning. Lily found herself walking with karlach and Wyll for most of the day. Astarion and Shadowheart were up ahead. The way back to the blighted village was pretty, if you ignored the blood splatters, the gnoll fur and body parts, the drained boar and all the goblins they had slain.

“Wyll, may I ask a favour from you?”

Wyll looked down at the petite elf walking beside him.

“Of course,.what can I assist you with?”

“I am not much of a fighter as I'm sure you all noticed.”

A soft smile appeared on his face.

“Not everyone is made to be a physical warrior. You are a warlock, like me, you have the opportunity to be both.”

“Would you teach me? I can handle a bow. But I want to be able to wield a sword. I need to be able to protect the people I care for.”

A sudden rush of air shot between the two, causing lily to half spin on her feet.

“What the hell was that!?” Her eyes were wide as she took another step. Arms suddenly wrapped around her, forcing her off her feet and behind a broken down wall. She landed on her back, the smell of grass and dust filled her nose.

“Goblins are attacking. Time to turn someone inside out!”

Astarion sprung back to his feet and immediately began creeping up on one of the goblins brandishing an axe.

Shadowheart rained fire bolts down on two goblins who were trying to corner her. Karlach let out a mighty roar as she swung her great axe. Blood and screams echoed off of the desolate village.

“Think yer hidin well here girlie? I'll gut you and fry your insides for dinner.”

Lily stood fast, the goblin was too close for her to evade, his grin revealed rotten teeth, pointed with a putrid smell. His dagger glinted in his hand and a bizarre symbol was painted on his face.

Lily concentrated power from within her body spreading from her chest down her arm, up to her hand. She raised her arm and yelled

“Dolor!” a burst of energy shot from her hand, travelling through the air at tremendous speed smashing into the goblin, his dagger went flying through the air. his face split open while he howled in pain clutching his face in his hands, blood seeped through his fingers as he staggered around.

This was her chance to hit him again. Again she focused her power through her body, Into her hand. “Ignis!” A wave of heat warping the air then a burst of fire shot forward engulfing the goblin in flames. His screaming were pure agony as he flailed before collapsing to the ground he didn't move again.

Lily stepped out to her friends letting loose fire bolts and eldritch blasts at any goblin she could see. Astarion launched himself at a bugbear from behind in a devastating sneaky attack, severing the creatures spine with his two daggers. He had a grin on his face, feral and satisfied at his kill. Shadowheart was splattered with blood and her mace dripped scarlet, karlach and wyll had already sent off three goblins to jergal. The village fell quiet again but now the smell of copper dominated the center.

“Is everyone ok?” Lily asked, bending to see what one of the dead had in them. Some gold pieces, a pinkish potion that she knew was a healing potion of low level. There was also a short sword, it was the only thing on this goblin that wasn't covered in blood and muscle tissue. She pulled out out of its sheath, it looked to be in good condition. It wasn't a goblin sword but it would suit her nicely. Unbuckling the sheath and attaching it to her hip, she secured the sword nicely. Karlach was grinning at her as lily walked over. “Nice one! We will make a killer out of you yet!”

Lily smiled back. She should have been horrified at her actions but she wasn't, she was buzzing inside feeling more alive then she had since waking up on the Nautiloid ship.

“Might need to get shadow heart to fix that though.” Karlach poked lily's cheek. A pain shot through her face. An arrow had brushed her face but managed to split her cheek open, she hadn't noticed due to the adrenaline.

[bg3faerun]

Lily needs a tent!

I tried to make lily a living space. It's such a shame lily can't have a beautiful place like astarion or shadowheart.

[arianna-irwynarn]

Part two

I decided to carry on with my small story.

Sfw bg3 Tav (my OC lily)

Not that he noticed, he spent his time flirting with the cleric and even the wizard. No, she obviously wasn't on his radar at all, she pretended not to care but she did.

Leaving her tent she saw the others all gathered around the fire chatting. It was close to sunset and seemed the perfect time to go wash. She gathered her towel, clean clothes and soap then quietly slipped out of camp.

Standing on the grass by the water she assessed the best place to bathe. Raising her hand she cast a spell warping the shape of the land and water cutting a circle out of the bank and allowing the lake water to rush in. She smiled a little, pleased with her work.

It had been a particularly hot day travelling. As she undressed she looked at her body. Sunburn had appeared on her arms which meant she must have caught it on her cheeks and nose too. Slipping into the cool water she let out a sigh, it was still warm reminding her of a bath.

It wasn't long before her thoughts drifted back to Astarion. Just what was so wrong with her that made him practically ignore her? Anger ignighted inside her and she scrubbed at her body with the minty soap harder than she needed to. She shouldn't care. So what if the perfect embodiment of masculinity didn't flirt with her. Was she rinsed the bubbles from her hair she thought about the one time he took her blood. After she caught him about to bite her in her sleep. Since that night she had slept in a tent. But Astarion hadn't come to her. Instead he had gone to Shadowheart. That had hurt her pride. Was her blood that disgusting? she was a pure blooded moon elf. Remembering the feeling of his body weight on top of her as his tongue licked up her neck, as his fangs sank into her skin, the small shakes of her own body as she tried desperately to hold in the moans that he caused. The way his body had pressed into hers almost as if he needed more friction against his body. Her hands had gripped her sleeping bag as arousal had blossomed inside her.

But that was the only time. He had gone off to hunt some animal after. Telling her what a gift she had given him.

She couldn't help but huff.