#what about clerics

[mayapapaya33]

Eventually people have to come to terms with the insane fact that narratively Percy and Jester shared the same role in the party...

Ok now that everyone is screaming at the screen in outrage and confusion, I shall explain myself. It's common knowledge that at least half the party had a crush on/fell in love with Jester right? Well guess what!? At least half the party ALSO had a crush on/ fell in love with Percy! That's right! Percy and Jester are the Party love interests. At some point in time, most of the members at least thought about both of them! (Exceptions being Caduceus and Grog, romance isn't their thing).

For Jester it was Fjord, Caleb, and Beau. Off the top of my head, they were the main three. I don't remember if anyone else had a crush on her, but you can cite sources later lol. Maybe Yasha a little but I don't remember. She charmed everyone, half romantically, half platonically.

For Percy it was Vex, Pike, and Tary as the main three, and apparently Keyleth briefly if I'm remembering the C1 wrap up (rip) correctly. And Scanlan that time under the effects of a potion lol. Also, some dubiously platonic kisses and face touching from Vax thrown into the mix lets be real. I do remember Liam point blank telling us to ship it and who am I to argue with the man? C1 E13 (1:38:36) lmfao. Basically, everyone other than Grog at one point looked at Percy and was like, hmm, maybe I'm in the mood for tall, pale and human.

[pocketgalaxies]

laura: i'm also gonna cast a third leve–oh wait,,no i won't heal you because i don't have,,,i'm gonna healing word you because i have that prepared,,,

sam: because you don't have cure wounds prepared?

laura: Shut Up

sam: (to the camera) she didn't have cure wounds prepared.

marisha: i was a druid and i never left without it! as a druid!

[clericofshadows]

REGIS SHEPARD MASS EFFECT 2 DOSSIER: THE ASSASSIN

[radiocrypt-id]

I got- I can't!

Imagine being 15, you've grown up your whole life with this one belief in this one God and you were told you were Chosen by Him, for Him. And you're 15. You believe so fully in the spirit of your religion, not necessarily the word, that you want to go to a non-religious school to try and help other kids maybe find your God because you genuinely believe that could be helpful to some of them, because it's all you know, and it's helped other strangers (human trafficking victims she helped in the black pit before) so why not other kids her age? You're 15 and all you can think about is helping others. And you start thinking about your religion, and reading books, and asking questions and you come to the conclusion that maybe your God and His Father aren't actually all that great. Maybe the church you're in has done some really bad things that you can't possibly make up for. Maybe that church is still doing bad things. And then you find out your family is actually in a cult for that God, not just part of the normal church, and you suddenly have to undo all the cult shit in your brain you were raised with, while that cult stuff you know about is actually useful to your friends, like having that knowledge is helpful for them! You're 15 and you stop going home. You have no real adult supervision or carer, just your other 15 year old friends.

Imagine you're 16, you're gay and figuring that out on top of navigating your first full romantic relationship and being the sole creator and cleric to a new God that you honestly find to be very two dimensional and empty. You're on a quest to find an evil being and stop them. You nearly die. Your friends nearly die. You're 16. You're 16 and feel something calling out to you, you know it's divine because you've felt that sort of pull before, but you've never felt one like this. You find memories and hints and pieces and you figure out that the evil being you have to stop, isn't evil, she's just hurting. She's hurt and She's a God. She's your God, and she's so happy to see you, and she has so many ideas, and so many hopes.

You're 17. You've spent your rest time (summer vacation) tearing across the world chasing down and defeating another evil thing that you and your friends accidentally released in the first place. Your God is with you, you have no time for Her. No time for anything but trying to survive and stay sane. You know She's disappointed in you, but you're one person -ONE PERSON- and you're 17. You missed your birthday. again. You've saved the world; again. You're so fucking tired -like always. You're Chosen, and alone, and have no idea what to do with your life, let alone your God. You aren't very good at school, but you go to every class. You're drowning as you try to rewrite your understanding of the world from what you grew up with, having no idea how to do anything without a book and godly hand to guide you. You only ever followed before, your new God is demanding you Lead. You don't know how. You're only 17. You see your horrible, abusive parents spitting abuse and racist rhetoric at your baby brother, who you haven't seen in two years, on the front steps to your school and for the first time ever you are filled with righteous fury. Your God answers your call, not knowing what you need but so eager to help, eager for your attention, she starts talking to you but you're busy -why can't she understand that you're fucking busy? trying to not die, trying to be safe, trying to keep your friends alive, trying to navigate a world that hates you, you're 17 and you're busy goddammit just wait!- and she snaps back at you and flees. The next time you see Her, maybe an hour later, She's got a creature with Her that nearly destroyed you and your friends last year sitting in her lap, so smug to see you again.

You're 17- no, 16- no, 15 years old and you're expected to build and carry the world on your shoulders, Chosen from birth, raised a lamb to follow a Shepard, not to be followed behind. You have no one and nothing and everyone expects everything and you can't back up, you can't pause because if you do someone dies and doesn't come back. You have to be a hero, a chosen, a saint. The steps behind you crumble to dust with each step you take forward and the new one is already cracking under your weight. There are only wrong choices. There's no hand reaching for you. God, you were taught, will save and guide you. God knows best. Why is your God looking to you, a mortal human, to be saved, raised and guided? You're a child.

You're just a child.

You just want to go home, wherever that is. You thought it was your God, but She's not exactly helping you out either, is She? She's just disappointed. Like everyone else. Like you.

You're 17. You think it would have been better to never do any of this. It would have been easier to stay, blind and naive. Sometimes you think you should have stayed in heaven. Sometimes you think about the God you killed by not being good enough for it. Sometimes you lay on the floor and stare at the ceiling and pretend you don't exist for awhile. Sometimes you work your body so hard you forget it's there and your mind shuts up and you exist without being you. Sometimes you wish you never asked any questions or read any books. You're 17, but sometimes you wish you were 15, with no idea yet.

You're 17. You wish you were good enough.

[aspiring-wildfire]

okay not to cross hyperfixations but what do we think all the dbda characters’ dnd classes are

[potatobugz]

hypothetical "the rat grinders if they were bad kids and vice versa" type drawings. there are many thoughts swimming around in my brain...

was this mostly an excuse to draw gorgug in mary ann's style of outfit? maybe. am i having fun? absolutely <|:)

[blindmagdalena]

When you mentioned D&D ( I play too!), this idea started to rot my brain. What do you think John would do/think if he found out that the reader made a character based on him? Would he be flattered or upset? Christ, I have so many of this dumb things in my head. I am so sorry for the future spam. 🥲🥺

"What do you mean you made me?" Homelander asks, brows furrowed as he holds the sheet of paper at a distance, squinting at it slightly.

You can't help but laugh at his bewildered expression. "As a character. You know, for my D&D campaign," you say, which earns you a critical side-eye.

Your "nerd stuff," as he refers to it.

"I went sorlock for it. Storm sorcerer with a two level dip in warlock. That way you can fly, we've got enhance ability for your super senses, and eldritch blast serves as your laser beams," you explain, using your pencil to underline each feature.

"Huh," he says, cocking his head to the side. He frowns. "Strength ten? Ten?"

You purse your lips, biting back a smile. "It's a magic build! And I needed a dump stat," you dismiss, moving to pull the sheet away, but he lifts it away from you, stealing your pencil while he's at it.

"Nope. That's gonna have to be one hundred," he says, pressing the sheet against the wall as he adds a zero to the stat. "Hey!" You protest, pulling on his arm until you're practically hanging from it. "The stats only go up to twenty!"

"Maybe for everyone else they do," he says, barely containing his own smile. "But this is me we're talking about." Continuing down the sheet, he scowls. "12 intelligence? Seriously?" He rewrites that as well.

"Stop messing up my sheet!" You demand, laughing as you try to swipe it out of his hands, but he's holding it high up against the wall, well out of your reach.

"I'm not messing it up, I'm fixing it," he says, full on grinning as he goes down the list. "Aaand... there, perfect," he says, finally handing the sheet to you with all the smug contentedness of a cat bringing home their kill.

You snatch the paper out of his hands, shaking your head as you look it over. "Ridiculous. You gave yourself the stats of a literal god."

"Well, if the shoe fits," he purrs, winking.

It may not be a playable character, but it's the closest you've gotten Homelander to playing Dungeons and Dragons with you.

So far.

[distressed-bird]

Kalina is the most interesting character to me because of all she has going on…

she is Cassandra’s familiar, she is simultaneously a pet and a friend and a servant and a family to a goddexx that is simultaneously her owner and friend and creator and parent and her god and reason to be—Kalina’s relationship to Cassandra is hard to put a name or label on (since what does being a familiar even mean?) but the bottomline is that this cat loves her deity enough to put everything and everyone on the line for her…

And adding in that she is a child of divorce. So to speak. I am extremely normal and haven’t been driven mad by the detail that baby itty bitty kitty Kalina was at Cassandra’s wedding to Ankarna and is remembered to have been toddling after her as she walked down the aisle…

Kalina will be the death of me /lh

[soath]

Obviously, DnD characters are wish fulfillment and lots of people don’t want to address the slow senescence of the vulnerable human form in their fun games. That being said, narratively, I do think that levels should probably fluctuate over the course of a lifetime. The level twenty world-saver is going not going to stay level twenty into their old age—that’s not how athletes and retirement work! Wisdom and Charisma casters maybe, but your STR/CON/DEX builds are going to soften with age. They might still be the spryest bastards in the old people tai chi group, but “terrifyingly in shape 70 year old” is not the same as “deadliest man on the planet”. Drop those old folks a few levels, give them some creaky bones and presbyopia. It’s good for them, promise.

[emmavakarian-theirin]

hiiiiiii i've fallen back into dragon age hell (origins, specifically) if anyone wants to DISCUSS things i am here

[clericofshadows]

REGIS SHEPARD & EDI MASS EFFECT 3 A conversation about love...

[borgialucrezia]

"I see your purpose here, your pathetic, fervent hope. You want to inhabit my shoes. Wear my armour. Carry my sword. But what you don't realize is that I am the prodigal son. And our father is never wrong. I am the light of his life!"

[clownjacket]

Okay my crack theory for Lucy’s god situation:

What if instead of dying Lucy’s god became an archfey and fucked off, forsaking all of their followers. I could see that as justifiable for a minor god—maybe you don’t want your personality and existence to be dependent on a group of people small enough for a really big hurricane to wipe them out. Maybe you want to try your hand at self actualization, which you can’t really do as a god. Whatever.

But that would still mean Lucy’s grades would be screwed for the year, and the whole group would be switched to pass/fail.

Whatever god they’re trying to bring back seems like they want to stay a god, but would also only have a single living cleric so their nature would be heavily influenced by who that cleric is, and could still be controlled. Bringing back an established dead god with living followers probably reduces the risk of the god immediately dying or completely sucking ass/not being powerful like what happened with YES!(?), and we know the Ratgrinders LOVE minimizing risk. And choosing a dead god that represents something Lucy is actually passionate about preaching and proselytizing would make her work as a cleric much easier for her emotionally than, say, switching to Helio and just going through the motions, and bringing back a god would probably look good on college resumes.

Idk, that’s just an alternative theory to Lucy’s god dying based on what’s been established this season.

[mystxmomo]

What's Agency's relationship with Eilistraee like? I got the impression that his relationship is relatively distant when compared to that of 'raun and Enclave, for example. Does he converse with her much? Receive much direction as her Chosen?

Thanks! 💕

Oh yes. His relationship with her is so much more distant. And they're both kind of okay with that? For the most part, Agency is largely doing his own thing, and a lot of his own thing just happens to also co-inside with stumbling into getting involved with Eilistraee and the bigger picture of the drow religions and their politics. Though, I'm saying that and realizing that I never attached what his priorities are to his reference sheet, so thats publically been in limbo for the last month or so. Huh. Alright neat guess we have a starting point.

So first of all. Something about Eilistraee I think differs from Vhaeraun is that... I think to Vhaeraun, the drow and their wellbeing is the whole picture. Comparatively, I think Eilistraee has some amount of understanding that everything thats happening with the three of them and the drow (no matter how big and all-encompassing it is to them and their people) is comparatively a really small piece of a much bigger world and that might actually be one of the advantages she has on Vhaeraun. While I think he intimately understands there are things out there that are stronger than him, she understands the benefit of putting trust in the wider world. And EVIDENTIALLY it benefited her in the long run. (looks warily at mystra)

So. That in mind.

As a Bard of Creation, he's someone deeply invested in, what he calls, "The Start and End of the Song." He dedicates himself in following "The Song of Fate" (Something he believes in on a spiritual/faith level, separate from any god) and allows it to lead him from place to place. As a result, he's often stumbling into the aftermath of calamity (However, in his mind, the end of calamity is often followed by the start of something equal parts new)

Though, truthfully, how much of that actually has to do with fate, and how much of that is the Forgotten Realms being heavy with consistent battle and bloodshed... well. Whichever it is. He's well acquainted with tragedy. Another man deeply desensitized to it, even. However, I think what sets him apart from a lot of the drow characters going on here is that even in his desensitization to tragedy, he never loses or (Importantly) hides the deep and sincere amount of empathy he has for others, and he personally finds a lot of strength in keeping that to his nature. His kindness and approach to others comes from the things he's seen, and his main goals in his travels is collecting and memorizing the art, music, and stories of the people he meets.

He was doing all of this on his own time LONG before he stumbled into meeting Eilistraee (And stumble into it he certainly did. The domino chain here is longer than this, but keeping it short to keep us on track. He just found one of her singing swords a day after his main one broke in half and was like. Well, sure. I guess I have a new sword now)

So you know. To a man who believes in fate, it makes perfect sense to him that a goddess would pick her chosen through a fated sword. And it certainly helps that so many of her values seem to align with his own!

Now. I think Eilistraee is someone who doesn't NEED a close inner-personal relationship with the people she guides as her chosen. If anything, being able to showcase the ways that her people find their own in their independence (Separate from her) is something I think she values a lot - I also think (Even if he's more than okay with it - He does love a good duel like the dramatic ass he is) She feels a little bad about pulling him in and directly commanding him, and genuinely values having someone who's main purpose is prioritized in sharing/spreading her values (Because there's power in that, isn't there? In the way little influences can chain react to effect the wider world?)

(Though, I think there are times she absolutely has to. As a result, he acts kind of as a surprise piece in the play she does drag him into.)

As for his relationship to her - I think, even at her most attempt to separate herself from her people, she's still a drow god at heart. She's at least a little in his business. He's absolutely talked to her avatar. He's danced with her, dances for her, and he's not shy about needing to talk to her and asking for her assistance. He's also... purposefully dressing on theme for her. He "Used to dress more in florals, but adding moon imagery to my clothing really did something to make her happy. It was the least that I could do."

But his duties to her are.. Things that come naturally. He's not being yanked around by her and her presence, it's something he walked into with care.

[bonefall]

are amphibians like newts and frogs considered aquatic? i know crustaceans & mollusks would be

Yes they are! Generally, the more time it spends on land, the closer it will be to 5 calories than 4. The estimate was actually based on frogs and tadpoles, I had to make an educated guess.

My best source was a feeding chart from a reptile food website which sells whole small prey for consumption by snakes. It perfectly lists out the values of dozens of small animals, but no fish. So I took a note of the 4 calorie estimate, observed that an adult frog increases in calories compared to tadpoles (bucking the trend with the others on the list where younger animals are worth more caloric value) and went on to do more research

I couldn't find a source that broke down WHOLE prey caloric value like the chart, so I ended up comparing caloric value between rabbit fillets, chicken fillets, and fish fillets on human-centric nutrition websites. My hypothesis was mostly consistent, even with more species added. Fish (perch, flounder, pike) < Wild Mammal (rabbit, squirrel) < Poultry (chicken, turkey, quail). There was overlap between "classes", certain fish getting over the 100 hump, but generally there was a trend I boiled down into 4/5/6

This is consistent with how a lot of fish meat is actually water. In fact, cats quench a lot of their thirst from the food they eat. I also learned some very interesting stuff about the fat distribution in fish which is going to blow a bit of a hole in some of my Clan culture stuff lmaoooo, but I'll furiously swim across that obliterated bridge when I get there

But funfact! Fish oil is rendered fish fats and it is the form that unsaturated fat takes, whereas lard is what saturated fats become. I need to do more research into this topic to understand what kind of difference it would make in a wild cat's diet.

There was one big bucked trend though: salmonid meat was WAAAAY higher in fat and calories. Like, absurdly high. Like 150 cal trout fillet vs 110 cal of rabbit fillet vs 88 cal of perch fillet.

I do not know why that is. My guess is that maybe it's because they were taking the number from farmed salmonids? Maybe it's because they're particularly fatty fish? Perhaps this is just the raw power of salmon slammin'.

Anyway, at one point I was trying to estimate exact caloric value per popular prey species, but decided I didn't have the "backing" to get so exact with the numbers since I was doing estimates with the fish. I'll do the work if it comes down to it, but for now, 4/5/6 is a quick, easy guideline you can use for just about any WC project.

[yardsards]

clint mcelroy creating a dnd character: oh yeah, this bad boy can fit so much simple zest for life in him