#minthara: now maul him

[lesbiansybelle]

well now i gotta know about izz'dra and the baby draegolth

Minthara cut pregnancy content?? It's Izz'dra's now.

So, he summons a glabrezu in the Shadowlands in my canon and does conceive a little draegloth. whom Izz absolutely babies btw, the baby-Umrae'yrr (faithful protector in drow), is rarely put down and always sleeping in someone's arms. Umrae'yrr eats his weight in meat and they save whole deep rothe's for his consumption. Minthara does think it's funny when he bites her family. & he growls at anyone who is not Izz'dra or Minthara. He's mesmerized by bright colors and Izz'dra likes to teach him about mushrooms.

[abyssmarked]

* closed starter | @n1ghtwarden

the fight was going well, regardless of the fact that nepharia seriously misjudged how difficult things would be after killing gortash and retrieving his stone with the steel watch still functional. orin didn't offer her much choice, the threat of their githyanki companion's life hung in the balance. nepharia had good reason to believe lae'zel would risk her life to save the warlock if the roles were reversed, and besides — they needed orin's stone anyway.

if you would have told nepharia at the beginning of all of this that she would end up heading to the temple of bhaal to murder a literal bhaalspawn she would have laughed in your face, no way she would have had any kind of will or nerve to face such a battle, even for ultimate power. but now? the special tadpole has offered her so much, things she's still discovering about herself now that make her feel like she's invincible. like nothing can touch her, and she can better protect the people she cares about.

the people she cares about. half illithid powers aside, having people she cares for is the newest change. she would kill for these people. she has killed for these people — especially minthara. she knows she wouldn’t have made it half as far without that woman — she’s stern and unwavering, always determined, and she’s been nothing but a motivation for nepharia, an inspiration. she’s been someone nepharia has poured her fullest of trust into, never doubting that minthara would have her back in a tough situation.

the two of them are separated, having scrambled in opposite directions to avoid being caught in the blast of the malfunctioning steel watcher. astarion did quick work of the machine, duel wielding hand cross bows armed with lightning arrows. the blast had taken a number of fists with it, but some jumped away in time, and more were joining their ranks. one is headed directly for minthara, sword ready to strike, and nepharia scrambles her brain quickly thinking of a way to get close enough to her to help. it’s as if her instincts kick in before her brain is even aware of what’s happening, sharp, searing pain begins to crack through her body — her bones are breaking, and for a moment she thinks she might be turning into a mind flayer right here, right now. a rough, agonizing scream morphs into a deep, threatening growl, and she’s standing on four legs, the pain subsiding just as quickly as it came about.

her mind is enveloped with an animalistic rage, possessive and territorial, and she leaps into action. in the shape of a vicious displaced beast, she hurls herself with strong legs, landing directly in front of minthara. the fist is running with full momentum, and she’s snarling with glowing eyes, there’s fear in his face but he couldn’t stop even if he tried. the furry tentacles whip around him as he approaches, sharp, spiked ends latching on. a loud screech can be heard as they are teleported in a blink, from one spot to another, farther away from minthara. but now she sees two perspectives, living in two forms simultaneously. the rage within her doesn’t offer her a chance to make sense of it, she’s all feeling, no logic like this. all rage, all frenzy. she felt the sting of the great sword plunging into her shoulder, hence the screech, but it doesn’t keep her from mauling the man now beneath her. one form uses claws and sharp teeth, offering aid to minthara and the others as nepharia uses her main form to rip the throat out of the fist who dared threaten the only person who makes her feel safe.