#vlaakithswill

[oflolth]

@vlaakithswill / " you're telling me a miniature giant space hamster fried this rice? "

[archivestarlyht]

@vlaakithswill / sc.

“all of this talk about your crèche,   and i'm still not quite sure what it is.”   was that even a word in common,    crèche?  he wasn't going to ask,   lest he make a fool of himself.   finished cleaning his swords,  the ranger set them to the side.  his eyes glittered a shade of orange in the warmth of the firelight as he observed lae'zel for any change in expression or indication of her thoughts.  

getting a bit more comfortable now that he was finally uninhibited by his armor,    sol'rys drew a leg to his chest and draped an arm over his knee.   “if there was a cure for a mind flayer parasite as you say your people have,   wouldn't it be in everyone's best interest to share it?”   to his skeptical ears,  it was far too fanciful,  for a miracle cure to not only exist but to be in the hands of few.  if the githyanki were truly invested in halting the creation of new mind flayers,   he thought,  few having access to such a process would accomplish very little.

it was impossible for him to imagine any possibility that they weren't royally fucked.

[tadbitfooled]

@vlaakithswill sent: “ Yet again you lie. ” from 4-Word Sentence Prompts

"Lying is the most fun a tiefling can have without taking their clothes off," Durante dismissed. He had a habit or two of telling little white lies. Whether it was about his backstory or just to spice things up. This was merely just a little joke about where something was located in camp.

He gave her a flirty smirk, blue eyes glimmering mischievously.

"Are you going to punish me for it?"

[cambius]

—— @vlaakithswill asked : [ LOOK ] : sender initiates intense eye contact with receiver.

the cambion had been lighting incense sticks around her tent with a flame conjured at clawed fingertips ( to drown out the more unpleasant smells in camp from her incredibly. sensitive nose ), when she feels eyes practically burning into her. she’s decided to only shift from her tiefling form to her more efficient, winged form in combat, or when its needed most— at camp, she finds that the others seem to be a bit more comfortable around her like this, appearing as nothing more than a mere tiefling. and even so, it appears that some people still find the need to stare…

pale eyes meet with lae’zel’s from a few feet away at her own tent, and nepharia lets a playful smirk touch her lips as she lifts a flaming claw up in front of it. she blows out the flame, as a gentle stream of smoke glides from her fingertips, never breaking the eye contact that the githyanki is holding, ‘ you know, i hear it isn’t polite to stare, but then again— ’ there’s a beat as bare feet begin to move across the dirt beneath them, slowly closing the space between them as she continues, ‘ i’ve never really been one for decorum. ’

[ravcnguard]

@vlaakithswill / " i hope that i do not need to tell you this isn't appropriate plant care. " he knows little of gith'yanki horticulture himself, and therefore can't fault her - nor any in their number - for the state of the fern, and yet he is amazed it died so quickly. " perhaps we should buy another, before tav sees. but, lae'zel... what did you do to it? "

[ravingard]

there is much to be said about their group of adventurers. they are an… eccentric sort, a wide variety of backgrounds, of cultures. prior to @vlaakithswill wyll had not encountered githyanki, he had heard of them, but tales told by hunters found in taverns in the late evening were often the exaggerated sort. a majority of the time, anyway.

‘ don’t be kind to me. ‘

gaze falls on lae’zel, unsure. cultural differences have often been a cause for upset. kindness is weakness. it is a foreign concept to most but it comes as second nature, something ingrained into the duke’s son, same as his skill with the blade.

“ we could train instead, if my kindness bothers you. though i cannot promise not to throw out a complement of two at your footwork. ” the blade jests, though not unkindly.

[kins0ul]

@vlaakithswill sent: are you eager for blood, too? is that why you've come? // the concept. a local bard has been writing unflattering songs abt the party and lae'zel is gonna go whack em.

selûne grant me guidance, zya thinks beyond the little huff of a sigh. the one that's almost, nearly, hinting at a laugh. lae'zel has been, to date, the most surprising to the cleric. she has often been able to guess, at least, what the others would choose to do, but lae'zel remains something of a mystery, her decisions a surprise.

this one, however, is...less surprising than others. predictable enough that zya was able to catch the expression on lae'zel's face, to read it with enough accuracy. she shudders to think what might have happened to the bard, if she had not.

"lae'zel, we cannot kill or maim every bard who writes an unflattering rhyme," she says. but the solemn downward tilt of her expression lifts, a little smile playing at the edges of her mouth. "they will write worse, if you do." baldur's gate is swimming with mediocre bards eager for a single copper, their rhymes ground out like bad meat. better by far to ignore them. (but, then, zya has had her name and her likeness swim through the songs of bards before, in lights both flattering and not. one does not live the length of a high-elf, travel as broadly as she has, and remain entirely unseen. lae'zel cannot have had such experience. not, at least, on this plane.)

"let them sing as they like. better bards will sing truer songs, in time, and they will wash this drivel from all memory."

[spiderwarden]

Smash or pass. 🤔

"Hmmm." There is a thoughtful hum, as she takes in the Githyanki and it does not take her long to muse as she looks over her figure. "I must admit that I have had very little encounters with people of your culture in my lifetime. I have only known them in battle, and even less in bed. In fact none at all. But if your prowess is as formidable in bed as it is in battle, I have an inclination that you might be quite the challenge. Very well. I accept. You impress me Lae'zel, I have always been honest in that regard.." She hums and allows a smile with the ever slight cant of her head. "Well done."

will Minthara Smash, or Pass / accepting - @vlaakithswill

[ravcnguard-a]

@vlaakithswill /// he glances up, and when he sees that it is lae'zel who approaches, his lips twitch up into a smile. " you fought well today, " he tells her, as if she is not more than aware of just how well she fought. " that trick you pulled with the hag was mighty impressive. "

[crimesoughtarchive]

@vlaakithswill asked:

❛ What is it now? You irritate me. Your very presence irritates me! ❜

" Whoa what did I do? I just wanted to ask if you wanted to spar. But I don't think I want to if you are already this annoyed with me."

[tadbitfooled]

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Inbox me a ‘ღ’ and I’ll rate you with the following | ACCEPTING

Going to put this under readmore since it's longer with my two new Tavs.

Briza Jaelre's rating

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Durante Faust's rating

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Frits Farehill's rating

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

Gwenifar van Hol's rating

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

Talilah Bluethorn's rating

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

Tavinkas's rating

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

[cambius]

⸻ @vlaakithswill ﹕ cont. from here.

lae’zel’s fury is so tantalizing. the cambion likes playing with the fire, likes poking the bear, because the reactions are always so rewarding. the gith’s rage is almost as intoxicating as lust itself, just as passionate and heated. lust and anger can go hand in hand, and fuck, isn’t that always the best kind? the devil found herself quite bored, hungry, craving a taste of something, and the sound of lae’zel’s sword - sharpening was killing her sensitive hearing, like nails on a fucking chalkboard ⸻ hence, the pillow chucking, ‘ yes ⸻ and it appears to have worked, ’ a smirk, as the gith’s ire fills the atmosphere as if on cue, ‘ every once in a while, there’s brief moments where the fragrance of your incandescent fury isn’t gracing me with its presence, and every once in a while i like to fix that. ’

[ravcnguard]

"you do seem the screaming sort."

wyll buries his face in his hands. " you have been spending too much time around astarion. and karlach, for that matter. " he has the sneaking suspicion that he will never live this down. though he supposes he might, if he survives to the next tenday - he has little faith in it being dropped before then.

nothing to be done about it now.

[arrvw]

closed for @vlaakithswill ; she has forgone her trance, at least for the moment. instead, she cleans her weapons. her eyes catch movement - lae'zel, apparently just as restless as she. nathbryn cocks her head and smirks up at her comrade. in a halfway convincing impression of the fighter ( impressions are neither nathbryn's strength, nor her weakness ; she can get the intonation right, at the very least ) she says: "you are wasting your resting time."

[avernusfuries]

❛ i revolt you, don’t i? ❜

DARKER VIBES. ACCEPTING. @vlaakithswill.

Lae'zel's question catches her off guard. They are the first awake this morning; Karlach stretches and Lae'zel works on sharpening her blade, and the two were mostly content with the quiet of it. A somewhat peaceful coexistence. She knows a thing or two about being judged on appearances, both as a tiefling and as a so-called devil who stinks of the hells no matter how desperately she tries to scrub it away. Avernus sinks deeply, though as time goes on, the stench of it mingles with the grime of battle and the soaps when there are times for baths.

"Not in the slightest," says Karlach, brightly. She stirs at the simmering pot in front of them - she has long-since learned that the skill of cooking and successfully doing so is not something that would be added to her repertoire. It's tea. Herby, sweet smelling tea. "Don't think anyone who judges you at first glance is worth knowing, you know? You're a force of nature, and I'd hate to be on your bad side."

[emeraldruid]

@vlaakithswill hit the ♡ for a starter

❝ Once you spoke of worlds beyond Faerûn. What manner of wilds have you been to and how do they stack up to ours? ❞