#worldwound

[haaaaaaaaaaaave-you-met-ted]

The Inner Sea World Guide - The Worldwound Chapter Opener by Craig J Spearing

[starryflyingplatypus]

You know that map encounter where it rains blood and eyeballs? Yeah, about that-

[vigilskeep]

can i say the knight-commander is so fucking funny. so they saw that flashback to the very start, the same as i did. and they know how they survived the fall. and just did not bring it up ??

[amasdoodles]

quick bust of sigrid based on her different versions and her original appearance, bc i wanted to get the idea out at least

first is her original appearance, second is her appearance as a true aeon, and third is her companion au where she is partially an angel due to areelu reasons

[queen-scribbles]

Ulbrig, she's an elf. She's 250 years old. She was, in fact, significantly older than you BEFORE Sarkoris fell. You're just as much from her own time as anyone else here. :)

[outeremissary]

List of video games which are good

any video game with a cooking mechanic or minigame or mode

[amatres]

oh, fun! i dont need to change laylas background at all, i can just add in a little more to make her work

[silversiren1101]

💎💎💎 😺 (SUPER late but I am curious if possible)

[For my bestie??? For Xer?? Always girl you know that]

Xer’Kan Tanhua

Minovae drops her cup, letting it shatter on the floor. Her face is stricken with shock.

“Xer… Xer is alive?”

At your insistence, a mix of joy and then anger contorts her eyes, tears building in one of them. “You better not be lying to me! If ever there was anyone that deserved a happy ending among us, it’s her! Never have I seen anyone go through so much that they were so ready to die like her. She seemed almost relieved when she learned her death could fix this Worldwound mess! Stupid, selfish, reckless! …Kind and generous and beautiful Xer…”

The anger rolls off her and she wipes the tears from her scaled cheek.

“We were… are… we’re so alike in that regard, you know? Staying stoic and strong but it’s all act when you’re dying inside and just want it to end. I see her as… as like a funhouse mirror, as silly as that sounds. We’re so alike that the reflection is recognizable: our childhoods and what we’ve gone through just being what we are… how fiercely we protect what’s right and fix any wrongs… the stubbornness and refusal to rest… and our taste in men, of course!” She chuckles a little, sniffling.

“We’re even both kind of paradoxes, aren’t we? Her being the most morose and miserable azata I’ve ever seen to me being the peppiest and humane aeon she has ever seen. A oni-spawn wreathed in butterflies and the ganzi clad in blackened plate…”

She seems wistful as she trails off. “If she’s alive then I hope she finds peace and love where she never has to wield a blade again. She deserves it.”

And one last aside, she mutters under her breath. “I miss her cooking.”

[sparkspropaganda]

I know being non-binary is newish to rpgs but it's so funny when people misgender eins in pathfinder. Can you imagine how bad everyone will feel when they find out the truth

[shiawasekai]

Funny how I have so many post-game headcanons and the pre-game stuff is fairly limited (albeit growing).

[fantastic-mr-corvid]

a conversation in the caverns between wenduag and alaunius[my commander] a missing conversation that would have happened if alaun was 5% less lawful good and voiced to wenduag exactly why they were short with cameillas father. still not 100% on the stoic-ness level of alaun so this is semi cannon. also i finished the maze but that was a few hours ago, this is more script than fully fleshed out prose and ive only played 4.5 hours so eh on characterization.

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wenduag: "your one of the soft uplanders, thinking holy powers will save everyone. takeing hits for us poor poor lower dwellers. as if we dont know how to take them"

alaunius: "the young ones shouldent need to. take hits, that is"

"…"

"why are you saying this wenduag?"

"you seemed short with the posh guy. i havent known you long but i know your type. i though everyone deserved kindness."

Alunius's long paces slowed. "nobels.." they sighed. "well, they tend to be on the wrong end of things"

"your happy having the rich girl along though" hands demonstrating crudely why she though they wanted cameilla along.

"shes skilled. her father on the other hand…" a glance to check the others were out of earshot "…is the type to throw gold at all his problems"

"and you took that gold. should i call up your goddess and tell her you broke your stupid rules??"

"we already needed to get out. those 'stupid rules' of mine dictate that i would need to help him indirectly anyway so what should i do. let us all rot down here to spite him? the fact that coin will be used to help people and not stashed away in his coin-purse is enough spite for me"

"your a rather bad paladin if your being spiteful."

"he has enough money that attacks on character and nonphysical comfort arn't part of the holy care package"

"they sure taught you long words in the mountains"

"… in essence as long as hes alive i dont care. he can deal with discomfort"

"you know i think your not so bad. for a paladin"

alaunius kept his eyes on the path ahead "of course. for a paladin"

[mathlann]

Lifespan-gap romances stress me out so much, I don't know why I'm doing them in two different games rn.

[rivilu]

It's so weird to be playing a version of Elluin that's not going down a nightmare spiral in act 5

[rangedreign]

ik 'areelu kidnapped kc and altered their soul when they were a child' is like, What The Game Says, but imo it works better if kc was a defeated soldier on the brink of death, areelu experimenting on them is why theyre still alive

also with an adult kc you get a neat little parallel with [areelu = qlippoth sire], [kc = doomed mortal mother], [vc = qlippoth-spawn]. areelu bids kc to re-womb her child, even if they're not aware of it and it will inevitably kill them. and the noncon aspect is hot, regardless of whether it's just soul science or Sexual Implications

i find it interesting how by having you fight the summoned demons, areelu is putting kc in HER position of protecting her child

and from the ending where she sees herself/her child in kc, she's willing to sacrifice herself for her child... she is on some level asking kc to do the same. hoping that they would, that they can, once they know what they carry inside

[vanmarkham]

cyril demon path speech to the troops after iz

[queen-scribbles]

41. a kiss because the world is saved for a pairing of your choice! 👀

[Vikkari/Arueshalae felt perfect for this :'D]

The heart of the Worldwound gaped before them. Endless. Defiant. Inescapable in its demand for a sacrifice to end it.

And Areelu knelt, defeated but not cowed, not swayed, denying the happy ending they'd hoped for with an impassive stare.

And Arueshalae's heart stopped at her refusal, knowing what it meant. No, we're so close, you can't take this from us-! she wanted to scream.

'What if I'm willing to sacrifice my life to close the Worldwound?'

She didn't want to look at Vikkari. Didn't want to see the sadness, the resignation, the determination to do what was right, no matter what it cost. She didn't want to stop looking at Vikkari. Wanted to memorize his features; the angle of his jaw, the softness of his hair, the glow of his eyes.

Eyes locked with hers as he mouthed a heartbroken "I'm sorry".

No!

He tore his gaze away, shoulder squared, and plunged into the rift.

Desna, please-!

But the Worldwound sealed, her heart broken by the dying gasp of wind and the shimmer of a rainbow where he once stood.

The wind howled, the air smelled burnt, and the vision faded from before her eyes.

Arueshalae caught a breath, swallowed a sob of relief. They were in Threshold, the Wound was still there, ugly, hungry. But here Areelu stood on the precipice of that void with Vikkari, something akin to respect in her eyes as he spoke.

There was a weight at her side, Arueshalae realized, as the real world came more into focus. Seelah, she was supporting Seelah, heavily battered, blood and cinders staining her armor as they watched together with bated breath.

Desna, please... Her free hand sought the small carved butterfly, squeezing it so hard it was a marvel it didn't crack.

Areelu inclined her head respectfully and stepped away from Vikkari.

Seelah's fingers dug into her shoulder, a hopeful gasp the echo of Arueshalae's own escaping the paladin.

The Architect of the Worldwound turned toward her creation, head held high, ragged and smoldering wings tucked close at her back. The wind howled, keening to a nigh-unbearable fever pitch, the magic churned in resistance before surrendering to its dismissal, there was a brilliant red-hot flash--

And then everything was ringing, breathless silence.

She barely noticed Sosiel helping Woljif to his feet, or Lann moving in to take over supporting Seelah. Her focus was on Vikkari, still standing though exhausted, smudges of soot on his armor and blood running down his face.

Arueshalae moved toward him and he smiled as he welcomed her, his arms circling her waist, burying his face against the curve of her neck. "Arue."

"We did it," she murmured, scarcely believing, matching smile just starting to tug her lips as it sank in.

"We did," Vikkari confirmed, his voice shaking with relief, pulling back so his gaze could drink in her face.

"You're... you're still here." Her hands trembled as she reached for his cheek, smearing away blood from the cut above his brow. One more nightmare to push away, this one never to be dwelt on again.

"I am." His smile bloomed full. Elysian butterflies whirled around them, a kaleidoscope of blue and teal. "So, Arueshalae..." one hand rose, cool and comforting, to cradle her jaw, "...how does it feel to save the world?"

Her heart was too full, her joy overwhelming at the thought it was truly done, and she had to surge forward and kiss him. Her fingers dug into his hair, emotion leaking hot from the corners of her eyes.

"It feels like a dream," she laughed when she pulled back. Just far enough to see his golden eyes. Still warm, still glowing, still hers. She leaned into it when his thumb wiped away her tears. "It feels like hope."

Vikkari kissed her again, holding her close.

The Worldwound was sealed, her heart soaring at what the future held and the beating of his heart in time with hers.

Hope, indeed.