#minsc bg2

[raeb33s-art]

Yay second batch of portraits!

[marco-the-vampire]

I just finished playing Baldur's Gate 2: Shadows of Amn, so! here are some of my favorite quotes/Convos:

(They range from silly and fun to poetic)

(They are arange as I got them in game, so if you feel like they are out of place they weren't for me.)

"The present will pass by if you live in the past. Neither should you wait too long for the future to find you." - Khalid (Said by Jaheira)

"If you didn't want to be cooked, then why did you apply for the job? I think you'll make a tasty snack! Boys! Get'em!" - Troll Cook

"Now walk away and see to your little rescue effort. Take your time. Enjoy life. You have much to face." - Farkraag

"Now you are speaking the language of Minsc! Next we must get you a hamster! Or perhaps an ice weasel, whatever your taste." - Minsc

" I keep casting spells because that is who I am. If I stopped I wouldn't know myself anymore. I'd be a fish without fins. a bird without---uhh..., [...] I'm sorry, Aerie! Gods! My foot's so far in my mouth I'm chewing on my ankle! It tastes terrible! Don't cry! I am so sorry. I didn't mean to-" - Neera

"Relax, [Charname], I will not be gone long. Please, I will explain when I return. I... I do not wish to be apart from you too long. I will return when I can." - Jaheira

"As a child of Bhaal, have you... violent thoughts?" - Galvery

"Can you sign my shirt?" - Neeber

"If your parents don't buy you a [...] stick they don't love you!" - Random voice on background in Trademeet.

" You are not 'The Harper in my midst,' you are Jaheira by my side." - Dialogue option

"With natures love and Mine, Jaheira." - Jaheira (Said in the note given to you by ''Terminsel'')

"Why is your friend pointing a hamster at me?" - Pirate Lord

"The madness fades, and the essence within retreats, but if this continues, you will lose not only yourself, but also everything you hold dear." - Narrator

"No! No collar! I will not be collared by the smelly fishmen! My warrior spirit will not bear such a thing!" - Minsc

"Yippee!" - Beholder

"[Charname], what are we doing in the slums? Have you gotten us lost again? Hey, I heard Volo was compiling a dictionary, I sent him a sketch of your face for his entry on 'Hopeless'" - Imoen (Mod)

And that's it! I love this game! It's all I think, dream and fantasize about lol

I just started ToB! we'll see where the story takes me <3

Also I really recommend going into it kinda blind, I had no previous knowledge of DnD or BG in any capacity and honestly that discovery of the aspects of the game made it so much more fun.

(I started to read the first BG game since it's famously bad, It's on Internet Archive!)

~Bye!

[blighted-elf]

Baldur's Gate 3 - Returning Characters

[the-banished-one]

guen and boo napping together

[thunderboltfire]

The complete base BG2 party roster in Darkest Dungeon style!

Some of them were used in this scene

I thought that the stylisation is way too fun to limit it to my in-game party (and besides, I sometimes switch party members anyway).

The models (sans my Charname, and including background with Athkatla sewers and Othyugh) are downloadable and usable under CC BY-NC-SA.

download via st.ash and via google disk (maybe I'll find a way to host in somewhere else later). Enjoy!

[mintcrows]

i drew so much today my hand hurts

have a minsc & boo

[passionesolja]

I know it’s not Larian’s fault but I’m still not over how Baldur’s Gate 3 handled Viconia DeVir, arguably the most Astarion-coded companion in Baldur’s Gate 2. Like my queen who was exiled because she refused to do some immoral shit that Lolth asked of her, fled to the surface, and faced so much hate crimes would never have done Shadowheart like that. My queen who was backstabbed and betrayed by humans and buried alive before breaking out and killing the mfs who did her like that should’ve been a Jaheira-like character for the party. Her experiences would make her relate to a few of the BG3 party members anyway. Like I dunno if WoTC was like “she’s Drow so she has to be evil” or what but they fumbled a very nuanced and impactful character. I’m still baffled to as why they did her like that, like why did WoTC have this particular demand for the character? Mfs didn’t even play BG2 I guess even. Her character is lowkey a commentary on the idea of inherently evil races in Dungeons and Dragons. Jaheira in Baldur’s Gate 3 is fantastic, so I dunno why they went about her character like this. I think if Larian wasn’t told they had to make Viconia into that, she would’ve been an equally or even more incredible character than Jaheira is in BG3

[y-rhywbeth2]

Jaheria: "So you wish to be a god, Gale? You know the wizard Irenicus attempted the same thing, by leeching divine blood from a Bhaalspawn." Gale: "Aha, transfusion! An interesting strategy. Hard to get hold of a god's blood, of course, but if one could..." [Curious/excited by the idea] Jaheira: "He managed it. After murdering my husband, and torturing my friends and I for half a year." Gale: "Did I say interesting? I meant terrible, of course. A terrible strategy." [Knows he put his foot in it, backpedalling fast]

The fact that he can say this as part of a group that contains not only two of Irenicus' victims (who have taken down multiple epic level threats), but also potentially two demigods - one's a serial killer and the other one stomped a man's skull into mush and snapped another's spine over her knee for exactly this kind of shit - is fascinating. Genuinely loving that hubris buddy!

[roorenart]

Just finishing up some old wips Commissions | Etsy

[frankensteined]

we are literally one fight away from finishing the game and this is what they are chatting about

[xebsart]

found this old screenshot and it re-dumbfounded my brain and I immediately thought of just all the party members hitting him with The Look of Judgement after that

so now Edwin gets the red solo cup stare:tm:

[sabrerine911]

"A mission accomplished is a mission accomplished" COLORED (BG2)

Featuring Boo, Minsc and my character Cerise Jarena.

Since Im making more Bg2 progress, I felt like drawing more pieces that showcase the solid relationships my Unholy Trinity formed with Jaheira,Boo and Minsc trough the BG1-BG2 period. (that way I can make more jokes about it in my BG3 stuff when I get back to those)

So, my character Cerise ,has this trait of being the absolutely most twisted/terrifying member of the Trinity, but to anyone but the Trinity and a very small select few she doesnt appear that way.

Figured it would be funny to have Boo find out just how twisted she actually is, and it scares him. She would play it off as the "rodent being weird" but she is a bit irritated that it has that knowledge. Minsc ofcourse would have that knowledge as well trough osmosis. So he is very on edge around her in particular.

There is still the respect of competent hunters between them of course, but he does not like her much, and her methods

On a side note I was thinking that the way Boo could have found out how terrifying Cerise can be could be like a scenario where the 2 (her and the space hamster) got stuck in a place together and she did something super unhinged to get rid of everyone causing the problem there.

(I'll leave it to people's imagination tho, its more fun that way, plus it plays better into the whole horror is scarier from the individual imagination)

[blackjackkent]

Ask prompt fill for @astreamofstars for this ask meme: Questioning Sentences, Vol. 33 Jaheira/Khalid (and others) - “Are you getting my wife into trouble?” Two fills for the price of one cos I couldn't decide if I liked this idea or the other one better for this prompt so I did both. XD Set during Siege of Dragonspear, but doesn't include any spoilers.

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“All right.” Caden sways blearily on his feet, gesturing with the tankard in his hand. “Are you ready… for the master plan?”

“Minsc is ready,” Minsc agrees eagerly. “For a plan which Caden makes is masterful indeed!’

They make a rather comical tableau, gathered together in the shadows at the edge of the coalition camp. Caden is pacing unsteady circles, occasionally stopping to lean on one of the nearby trees. Nearby, Minsc and Rasaad sit side by side; Minsc has drained his mug completely and his eyes are wide with inebriated enthusiasm, while Rasaad is holding himself to ramrod stillness, the alcohol only evident in the slightly unfocused look in his eyes and the amused smile playing around his lips.

And there’s the cat, of course, which is prowling through the grass around Caden’s feet. Unlike Caden and the others, though, the cat almost melds into invisibility with the shadows. Its fluffy coat is dark gray except for a stripe of white along the tail, leaving the glint of its eyes the only obvious sign of its presence.

“Steady, Caden,” Rasaad says with a low chuckle, watching his friend take another gulp of ale. “If you are not careful, I believe you might pitch over.” 

He takes a sip from his own mug and glances over her shoulder back towards the center of the camp. No one seems to have noticed them sneaking off; most of the army has gone to sleep and the fires are burning low. The guards on watch are attentive to threats from the outside, and they have little interest to spare for the erstwhile Hero of Baldur’s Gate and his friends lurking drunkenly outside Torsin de Lancie’s tent.

“Nonsense,” Caden says gravely. “My balance is perfect and my ideas better still. Now--” He points at the cat, who is watching him with a glassy-eyed attentiveness, its tail lashing back and forth. “The key to it all.” He swings his hand in a wide arc and points dramatically into the darkness. “...A hole.”

Minsc turns his head to peer in the direction Caden is pointing and the wall of dark green canvas that sits there. “A tent,” he corrects Caden earnestly.

Caden blinks, then releases a very uncharacteristic giggle and downs another mouthful of his drink. “Nooooo,” he says, over-enunciating. “There’s a hole in the tent.” He points again at the cat. “And you can fit through it.”

The cat mrowls thoughtfully, then flops over onto its side and rolls so it is looking at Caden upside down. 

“Exactly,” Caden says, nodding several times vigorously. “And then - havoc. Shred de Lancie’s shirts. Steal his sword. Whatever you can think of.”

“It would certainly serve him right,” Rasaad agrees. He smirks over the rim of his mug as he takes another sip. “We would send Caden himself, but we have all seen his attempts at subtlety.”

“Shuuuush…” Caden whines, laughing, and punches Rasaad gently in the shoulder. This does, in fact, overbalance him and he sits down hard in the grass next to the tent’s front peg. “Oof. Well?” He grins goofily at the cat. “What d’you think?”

The cat climbs slowly and methodically up Caden’s arm until it is balanced on his shoulder, and begins to knead its claws vigorously into his shirt.

“Ow.” He grunts. Reaching up, he picks the cat up and sets it back on the ground, climbing unsteadily back to his feet. “I’ll take that as a yes. C’mon, Rasaad and Minsc and I will keep guard, and you can--”

He stops abruptly as, turning, he bumps into a man standing in his way who seems to have materialized out of the shadows. “Oh. Hello, Khalid,” he says, blinking rapidly like a child caught raiding the pantry.

Out of armor, Khalid looks about an inch shorter and considerably less broad than he usually does; his mop of dark hair is mussed from his helmet and he’s dressed for bed in a loose, dark tunic and a pair of Calishite-style trousers. “G-good evening, Caden,” he says cheerfully; his weariness from the day’s travel is evident in the thickness of his stammer, but he grins good-naturedly. “Are you g-g-getting my wife into trouble?”

Caden cocks his head at the older man innocently, an effect marred a little as he sways back on his heels. “Dunno what you’re talking about,” he says.

“Mmhm.” Khalid peers past him at the cat who has begun to groom itself, its fluffy tail curled up over its back. “S-she is not in b-bed, and that c-c-c-cat looks familiar. Are you quite sure?”

Caden follows his gaze and shakes his head. “It’s just a cat,” he says, very seriously. 

Khalid laughs. “There is n-n-no fooling me, C-Caden, I’m afraid,” he says.

At the sound of his voice, the cat’s head suddenly shoots up. Darting past Caden, it hurls itself at Khalid’s legs and begins circling him, rubbing up against his shins and purring ecstatically. 

Khalid’s grin softens. “Y-you see?” he murmurs. Crouching down, he runs a hand slowly along the cat’s silky fur from head to tail-tip, and the purring rises in volume like the rumble of a distant thunderstorm. “I would kn-know her in every shape,” he murmurs. “Though… the s-s-s-stripe on her tail is a d-d-dead giveaway.”

The cat nips at his hand, and he chuckles. “Am I g-g-giving away your secrets, my love? I’m s-s-sorry.” He raises an eyebrow at Caden. “N-now - out with it. Are you g-g-getting my wife into trouble?”

There’s a low hissing sound, and the wildshape melts away, leaving Jaheira, curled awkwardly on the ground, pressed against his thigh. She looks up at him with a bleary smile and pokes him in the side. “How dare you?” she says reprovingly; the words, though carefully pronounced, have a distinct tipsy slur. “I do not need the boy’s help to get myself into trouble.”

“Ahhhhh, I s-see.” Khalid’s eyes widen and he juts out his jaw, mock-appalled. “A d-d-drunken band, the l-lot of you.”

“I believe you have mispronounced ‘criminal masterminds,’ Khalid,” Rasaad says with a sage nod. 

“Well, t-t-tell me, then,” Khalid says. His lips twitch with amusement. “What c-c-conspiracy can you be m-m-masterminding at this t-time of night?”

Caden downs the rest of his mug. “Messing with Torsin de Lancie’s tent,” he says matter-of-factly.

Khalid tilts his head slowly to one side. His eyes flick over the tent, to the hole in the fabric at its rear, then to Caden, then to Jaheira. Then he starts to laugh. “Ahhhh, I see,” he says, shaking his head ruefully. “Well… why d-d-didn’t you say so in the f-f-first place? C-carry on.”

[portablefishart]

“Evil! Meet sword! Sword! Meet! EVILLL!”

Finished Minsc doodle

[brekkie-e]

I’ve seen some Reddit posts and articles thrown around talking about how Jaheira and Minsc shouldn’t have been resurrected for BG3 because it’s impossible to do legacy characters like that justice. And honestly, I really disagree. Talking with Minsc was a surprisingly refreshing aspect to the game for me, personally? It made me appreciate him in a different way, and I thought the relationship strife they explore between the two of them was interesting. It was one of the only areas of the game that explored inter- party dynamics. Jaheira’s guilt and constant fear that she’s never doing enough was so compelling to me. Getting to explore her home and see the dynamic with her kids was a nice break from all the horny nonsense going on with the origin companions.

I also thought that it was so interesting getting to see a city Druid? A good contrast to the cloistered life of the druids in the grove. She may have left the wilds behind, but she uses her skills for good in a way that the druids of the circle can’t compare to. Plus! Discussing the fact that there are many spellls in DnD that can extend people’s lives was a good drop of lore! And I appreciated they explored the classic “woman is afraid of aging” trope but from a new angle? She’s so devoted to her work and her duty that she’s afraid of aging out of being able to do what needs to be done. She can’t let go of that control, and it even affects her personal life. Her relationships with her children have suffered because of these choices. If she let’s go of that burden because she’s found Tav, and realizes that someone else will rise up to take her place- she can finally be free to put down her blade and live the life of peace she’s earned with her family.

I didn’t romance Jaheira, cause honestly it always felt odd to me that it was even an option given her BG1 plotline, so I don’t feel like it ruined my Bhaalspawn’s narrative that she’s back in the hero business without them. That being said, I can understand why that might have really put a bad taste in certain player’s mouths if she was their love interest.

[spooky-donut-ghost-house]

*Zariel stepping out of her castle*

Astarion: "Oh my gods, that's Drizzt Do'Urden!"

Minsc: "Oh my gods, it's The Nameless One!"

Zariel, ignoring Minsc and Astarion and focuses her attention on Karlach: "Karlach Cliffgate..."