#pillarsofeternity

[spacepigfanclub]

Greetings!

Today I bring you guys a lil project I've been working on. A set of fonts based on the languages of Eora that actually have official orthography. Specifically: Aedyran, Engwithan, Huana, and Vailian.

They're free to use, all I'm asking is that you give me a link to whatever (art) project you use these for. Some credit would also be nice.

Go ham, my Space Piggies <3

LINK: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1ZksvEfOzlTUeYWttcorTVLTxY-RuHzi3/view?usp=sharing

[spacepigfanclub]

Ngl Abydon seems the most chill

Rimmy too, they just do their own thing. Even is Rimmy basically symbolizes the end of everthing

Hylea in my mind treats mortals as children, and believes herself to know better than them at all times. Coddling and actually votes for the Gods having control over mortals rather than let them do their own thing, but not the most problematic.

Skaen, Magran and Woedica are Problematic­™, but I believe Eothas should be pretty up there on the problematic scale, possibly even 1st place.

I mean, he killed the Watcher's pets (with the exception of Cosmo) and was trying to force the Gods and mortals to cooperate by possibly bringing forth the end of the world. Did he even think what would happen in the interval between the destruction of the Wheel and the new world order/end of the world? Everything on Eora works because of the souls, even plants. In the first game, the grain harvests were very poor (as was seen in one of the Gilded Vale quests) in the Hollowborn-stricken Dyrwood, so to disrupt the soul distribution all over Eora would've been downright cataclysmic with mass starvation amongst the general populace.

All I'm saying is that while Woedica is an authoritarian, and Skaen and his followers are major pieces of shit, none of them would've gone so far as to try and end the world to have it their way.

there is a wrong answer. several, in fact

also see vote for the most problematic god

[dmdarius]

Let's Play Pillars of Eternity (BLIND) |30| A New Companion!

MOVE ASIDE MERCER AND MERCER! We got a new companion in the party and she's a bow wielding, fox touting ranger! And even better? A DWARF! That's leagues better than a curse flinging elf! Yes I have my preferences, what do you want?

#pillarsofeternity #rpg #letsplay #paladin

[astrocassette]

i love it when your brain is kind to you and gives you good dreams

dreamt i was at a cast party for a midsummer night's dream and rekke pillarsofeternity was there and asked me to dance :]

[redjennies]

durance pillarsofeternity got me thinking about clerics (or priests in his case, but we all know what I'm talking about) and I think the thing about clerics is that they can be as likable or unlikable as they want but they do have to be at least a little insufferable to be around for long stretches of time. all well developed clerics are, on some level, wretched little creatures.

[queerloquial]

thoughts so far

- being a drow fucks

- being a paladin Really Fucks

- I'm actually tempted to use the worms?? like normally when games do the "ehehe here's an option to acquire Power but it has A Cost" I'm like lol no thanks idiot but. I keep finding myself going "maybe a little illithid power could be okay..." Slippery Slope, Babes

- general party setup: me (ancients paladin) + astarion (assassin with bow) + wyll (fjord criticalrole really opened my eyes to how warlocks can be useful) + karlach/lae'zel swapping out

- i'd thought i'd like shadowheart more than I do. 90% chance it's just her early personality not vibing with me, but also getting her approval is super slow for me bc. I just never take her anywhere. don't need to. I've got heals + potions, the party has 3 melee fighters, and there's not a lot of utility magic in this game so that's half the point of a cleric out the window (at least compared to what I prioritize when making actual-dnd clerics)

- did Not expect to like lae'zel as much as i do. it's partly bc I know already that she Can Get Better but also I find her directness and intensity relatable

- gale is alright, but like shadowheart suffers from "sorry we've got two casters in the party already" and "jfc are my only spell options to deal direct damage to one (1) target or to waste a slot on something useless in combat" (I want utility! crowd control! set up environmental or status conditions that the others can exploit! aloth pillarsofeternity was a permanent fixture in my party not bc he could kill things real good but bc he could hit a whole cluster of enemies from forever away and set things up for my fighter pc to McFuck Everyone Up)

- i went into this believing wyll and karlach would be my faves and i am correct

- have not met halsin yet, much less any other companions

- this camera is so finicky s2g. I almost got stuck in this gnoll cave because I was underground but had somehow managed to get the camera above ground and could not for the life of me return it to the party. it took three solid minutes of trying to find the precise angle and zoom level to reach a point where i could get any reachable ground on screen to gradually direct the party to the surface

- I didn't realize that the party supply bag in my inventory contributed to my encumbrabce for the longest time. I am a terrible hoarder and will pick up Every Lootable Item so you can guess how frequently I was popping back to the grove to try to regain a few pounds of inventory space until I discovered the problem (and the Send Item To Camp option...)

- I pushed the maturity slider in chargen all the way to the end and my pc still looks like. mid 30s. maybe 40 at worst in certain lighting. hashtag just elf things ig?? I've seen other people's characters, i know they can look sufficiently aged!

- mmmmm i like my pc, haelra. big tol beefy drow enby

- I think they were originally a mercenary, probably classed as a fighter, though with a quiet interest in arcana and a fascination with the mages employed by their company. eventually crossed paths with a sunny purple tiefling, a devotion paladin, who caught not only their interest but eventually their heart. over time they grew close, enough that haelra left the company to marry them. several decades of settling and asventuring and settling somewhere new, until the spouse aged and died naturally. imagine it's been another decade or so since then, and haelra returned to life on the road, leading to whatever got them on the nautiloid and started the game. the guardian, naturally, took the shape of their spouse, later in their life but still strong and healthy and with a soft, comforting smile

so my partner came to my state this week + i spent a lot of the time playing bg3 on xir laptop

might have to bump it up my priority list, this shit is fun once you've got your feet

[moved-attre]

[You’re surprisingly calm. My appearance often provokes a stronger reaction.]

[farlong-el]

Watcher Milina. Orlan's power!

[ladylentejita]

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Did my godlike watcher in PoE

[waspgrave]

BITE FOR MASON OK!!!!!!

thinking about the lyrics of the tense anxiety of trusting someone enough to love them

[impossible-rat-babies]

all of the general questions for pollux and mason??

eyy i’ll answer the ones that haven’t been asked yet!

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1. who initiated the relationship, and how did it go?

it was a lot of mutual attraction. pollux looked up at mason from under his lashes across the room and gave him a Look and that was like wheels turning in Mason’s head. so far its going good XD

2. did they have an official first date? If so, what was it like?

no not really, at least not yet. but if they did, i think i’d be something like pollux taking mason out on his motorcycle and the two of them getting lost in the woods around wayhaven. or pollux taking mason up onto one of the ridges that overlooks wayhaven and the two of them spending an evening out there like. chain smoking and drinking arnold palmer or some crap. it’d be very them.

4. were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)?

no. pollux had puppy love moments in high school and his whole unhealthy relationship with bobby. and mason in all of his hundred years of experiences XD they aren’t strangers to love, but strangers to each others love.

6. what’s their relationship with each other’s families?

mason has a pretty decent relationship with rebecca based on mutual trust and respect. tbh he probably has a better relationship with rebecca than pollux does which is Saying Something about the both of them really. I’d think rebecca’s biggest worry with the relationship between pollux and mason is hoping that things don’t end the same way they did with bobby. rebecca isn’t aware of everything that happened, but she knew it was really bad and she doesn’t want pollux to be put in a position like that ever again.

8. who gets jealous easier?

neither of them really. they both sorta just have eyes for each other after a certain point, or at least only serious eyes for each other. doesn’t stop either of them from admiring others, even if it’s just that. there’s nothing to get jealous over really.

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[ship ask meme]

[spacepigfanclub]

Adaryc as Sidekick mod

The mod is finally finished. Well, version 1.0.0 is >:3

[marigoldfaucet]

🌻🌺🌾for maren?

This got a little away from me, so under the cut it goes.

🌻  What little things do they notice about people or the world around them that make them happy? What tiny little treasures do they find in the normal every day that makes the world seem a little brighter for them?

Between the pages of a book at the bottom of her bag, there is list of things Maren knows. The little, certain things she knows about herself to be true, that cannot come from the echoes of lives past lived. People, places, things. Thoughts and feelings and dreams. All her grief, all her anger. All of it, hastily scrawled by the light of the fire with shaking fingers or carefully transcribed in the cold light of dawn.

Beneath that list is another list, delicately inked and heartbreakingly small. A list of things Maren knows and makes her happy.

Butterflies.

Birds and trees.

The colour blue.

The song they were playing in the tavern as retired for the night.

These little yellow flowers I found by the road.

Kana has the biggest smile I’ve ever seen.

Edér loves the cat we f

Edér loves the dog we found.

The smell of earth after rain.

I gave Aloth a book I found. His fingers twitched.

I like to think we’re friends now.

Sagani listens. She reminds me of my mother.

The smell of earth after rain.

Pallegina’s healing hands.

Her hair. It’s so soft.

Yellow. 

Blue. 

Purple. Pink. Red. Purple.

My friends.

Libraries.

Truth. Honour. Justice. The way it should be.

The colour of her eyes. Whose eyes?

Edér helped.

I gave Aloth another book. His fingers twitched again and he almost smiled.

Butterflies?

🌺  What does your OC do to calm down when they’re scared or after a nightmare? Do they have any special comfort items or need to be reassured by a specific person? How do they handle this if they’re alone?

A nightmare is a nightmare and it cannot hurt her.

But a memory is a memory and it hurts, even if the memories are not her own. These are not her hands holding the chains, soaked in blood, holding another’s as they lead to a fall. These are not her feet sunken in mud, crunching over a field of bones, stumbling as she screams and screams and screams and--

Maren.

Maren. Maren. Maren--

“Maren.”

Edér’s voice, soft and kind, somewhere above her. She turns towards him, eyes blinking, blinking. Shaking hands seeking. “Easy now,” he murmurs. “It was only a bad dream.”

No, no, she wants to say. It was more than that, more than only. Her ears still ring and her heart still aches. Her hands are wet with blood--no, sweat. She reaches for Edér’s hands, clasps them and squeezes them. Tries to remember where they are, why they are where, who they are with. Counts back the events of the day on her ten fingers (not nine, not four). The broad strokes, focuses on her companions. Their faces, their names. The memories she knows for certain are real.

And with remembrance comes clarity comes calm.

Edér squeezes back, firm and warm and real. Maren clings to it, lets the sensation slide beneath her skin and sink into her bones.

“Hey,” he says.

“Hi,” Maren croaks.

Her eyes dart around camp, moving from the low fire to one sleeping form to another. At least she didn’t wake them. She hopes.

“Seemed like a bad one,” Edér frowns.

“It was.”

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

No, Maren doesn’t say, instead: “I think I used to be a terrible person.”

Edér’s fingers spasm around hers. “I can’t pretend to understand what’s happening in your head, but I do know that was another life. Whoever that was, it ain’t you.”

Her throat closes around all the words she wants to say, thick with fear and tears. Sometimes I can’t tell the difference.

“Please don’t tell the others.” I don’t want them thinking I’m the worst of me.

Edér hums his agreement (and it sounds nice, better than--) and says no more. He doesn’t let go of her hands and for that Maren is grateful. It feels like a tether, a reminder that she is here and she is real.

A promise that the woman Edér thinks she is is true.

🌾  Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them.

He is falling, falling, falling and there is nothing Aloth can do to slow it. No spell, no armour strong enough to cushion the blow.

This will kill him. This will kill him and--

He feels a hand cup his cheek, rough thumb brushing away a stray tear. He is too afraid to open his eyes, to look, to see. To see compassion. To see empathy and understanding in her eyes. He knows it is there, without a doubt because he has spent months looking, seeing it in her very being.

She is a good person and he yearns for her, fears her. He does not deserve her. He has lied to her, used her. Held his tongue when he could have helped her own unravelling and now she holds him, his mind, his heart, at the tips of her tender fingers.

He knows she will make the kind choice, the right choice, when he asks her what he should do. He cannot trust his own mind, his own heart in this. All he can do open himself up, bare the ragged edges of his soul, let loose the last of the secrets holding him up and trust she will catch him.

The brush of a thumb over his eyelid.  It’s okay, she says and--

There are arms and legs and body, wrapped in metal and scale and cloth, wrapped around him. Holding him tight, holding him close, changing his fate with a change of direction.

Aloth has no spell, no armour to cushion the blow, but now there is a body between him and the ground. He is too slow to realise, too slow to beg just as he was too weak to hold on.

But she was always been faster, stronger, more resolved and now--

They hit the ground.

The world stills in ears and fades in eyes. He hurts, but he lives and scrapes his hands out from between their bodies, presses his shaky palms against the stone and the grit. He pushes himself up with a cry, half pain, half agony. The body beneath him does not move.

“Maren,” Aloth breathes and touches her cheek, her eyelids. Her lips. “Please.”

Maren stirs beneath him, still alive, still breathing, and smiles a little bloody. “I caught you,” she says, voice a whisper, but it rings in his ears and fills up his chest.

“Yes,” Aloth says, relief overwhelming. “I rather think you did.”

[dmdarius]

Let's Play Pillars of Eternity (BLIND) |75| More Savage Hunts

Just when you think I might have been done with these bounties, it’s time to collect the heads of a few more people. Including a ranger, a slaver and a pirate! One more remains, but they’re a little locked behind plot.

#pillarsofeternity #rpg #letsplay #paladin

[denerims-archive]

nate sewell ( ͡❛ ͜ʖ ͡❛)

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

when i say i hate men nate sewell is excluded...truly a standard that is rarely reached

[lyailyarai]