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Just leaving this here, little Illiamer, doing a little temple dance for the bitch queen of spiders

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Illiamer loves sun grown food! She would never admit it because it would mean she had to admit there is something superior about the surface (and she is not about to show how weak she is for something simple as fresh fruit). The only reason she would not turn down food from the underdark, is because it’s now a rare luxury to her. But she definetly prefers surface vegetable to the variety of mushrooms she grew up with.

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Your Muse as a drink

It’s not really easy to have fresh fruit from the surface down in Menzobarranzan. But on the rare occasion they stole some from the surface (they probably froze them with magic to keep them from going bad) the luxury loving high priestess of house Vandree would probably put the frozen fruit in some white wine or rosé champagne (also stolen). She wouldn’t need ice because the fruit is still frozen. When the drink is gone she would eat the alcohol induced fruits. There is no chance she would waste such a rare thing. The drink is a little tingly on her tongue because of the poison she puts in it.

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Minthara is the little spoon, try to change my mind it won’t work

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​Trust wasn't something that was easily earned in their culture. Illiamer couldn't really put her finger on the exact moment she started to trust Minthara, but it did happen and now she would lay her life in the hand of the young paladin. A hand that was now outstretched to her, offering guidance through her home. Illiamer took it and intertwined her fingers, watching their contrasting skin colours alternating with each finger.

Illiamer lifted their hands up and kissed Minthara's fingertips, that felt rough and warm against her lips.

She smiled then, knowing she wouldn't die today, at the hands-, claws of the beast that was probably awaiting their arrival. She wasn't really afraid... only a bit tense.

"I would trust you with my life.", she leaned in to kiss her temple, "Always remember that.", she gestured forward, "Now lead on and let me meet your family."

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„I am not sure about this, Min.“, Illiamer followed Minthara through the gardens of the Baenre compound, „Please, don’t get me wrong, I would love to meet her, but I doubt she will like me very much.“

In truth, Illiamer had never felt a deep connection towards animals. And after being attacked by a giant bat as a child she preferred to keep her distance. But just from listening to Minthara she had heard how important the displaced beast was to her. So she decided to take a leap of faith and meet this giant animal that was so very dear to her paladin.

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Jess had never meant to be hers, that was the wonderful irony of it all. The Baenre legacy always had displacer beasts intertwined within their households, and they were more often held in high regard to the gardens of their family home. But the young daughter, the first daughter, of one High Priestess could not help herself when the new batch of cubs were brought in to be shown to her grandmother. Minthara, a child herself at the time, would always remember how she and Jess had locked eyes when she had snuck in to take a look herself - she's never seen a cub before that, and that was it. They two had been as thick as thieves since that faithful day.

"Relax, Illiamer." The younger couldn't help the small chortle as she turns to offer her arm to the Priestess so she may finish guiding her toward her own personal home. "She will not bite..." Lips press, "Hard.." But then a quick smile indicates how she was joking - if only for caution of scaring her darling away. "Just trust me, Illiamer, you trust me, don't you?"

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Illiamer fell back down into the armchair and looked up at Minthara. She was talking but Illiamer didn’t really catch what she said, too mesmerised and still a bit surprised to see her. Minthara moved her hands while talking and when she finished she crossed her arms in front of her chest, smiling down upon her. Illiamer reached out and grabbed her by the waistband to pull her closer.

“Come here, Qu’essan.”

Minthara took a seat on her lap, both legs swung over the armrest and leaning against the high priestess. Mintharas clothes felt cool against Illiamer’s skin, since it hadn’t been too long since her bath, and the heat from the water still warmed her. She wrapped her arms around the young paladin and she kissed her cheek when Minthara spoke again. Illiamer smiled against the soft skin of her neck after she had placed another kiss there.

“It seems I have forgotten. Would you be so kind to enlighten me again?”, she asked, her lips lingering against Mintharas cheek again, ready to kiss her lips to make her shut up, should she actually choose to talk. Illiamer wasn’t really keen on another lecture on safety and protection. She was just glad to have Minthara back in her arms, even if she had been gone only for a few days.

A Illiamer has appeared! What to do? Scare | Flirt | Feed | Hug

@spiderwarden || said SCARE!

It had been a long day at the temple for Illiamer. Minthara had been away for some days, chasing after another traitor. And the way it had sounded when she left it would take a few more days for her to return. The high priestess sat in a large armchair, only in a bathrobe, her hair still damp. She had pulled her knees up all the way to her chest, an untouched book was laying next to her on the armrest. Instead of reading she was playing with magic. Transfixed by the colourful light that danced across her fingertips. Blues and violets and a bit of green, a mix of cantrips; it took none of her energy to cast these floating lights. She was still staring at them, debating if she should still read a bit or enter reverie to rest when she saw something from the corner of her eye. And when she turned her head she screeched, jumping up from her position, standing on the armchair, ice forming at the tips of her fingers, ready to defend herself from the intruder who had been so close that their cheeks had almost touched.

It took Illiamer a second to realise that it was Minthara, who went almost to her knees from laughing, before she reached out to her, offering her hands to help Illiamer down.

„By Lolth and all the gods I know, you *horrible* woman!“, she shouted at the young paladin who was still laughing, „I should throw you into the spiderpits for scaring the shit out of me! How dare you?! I could have killed you!“

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A Illiamer has appeared! What to do? Scare | Flirt | Feed | Hug

@spiderwarden || said SCARE!

It had been a long day at the temple for Illiamer. Minthara had been away for some days, chasing after another traitor. And the way it had sounded when she left it would take a few more days for her to return. The high priestess sat in a large armchair, only in a bathrobe, her hair still damp. She had pulled her knees up all the way to her chest, an untouched book was laying next to her on the armrest. Instead of reading she was playing with magic. Transfixed by the colourful light that danced across her fingertips. Blues and violets and a bit of green, a mix of cantrips; it took none of her energy to cast these floating lights. She was still staring at them, debating if she should still read a bit or enter reverie to rest when she saw something from the corner of her eye. And when she turned her head she screeched, jumping up from her position, standing on the armchair, ice forming at the tips of her fingers, ready to defend herself from the intruder who had been so close that their cheeks had almost touched.

It took Illiamer a second to realise that it was Minthara, who went almost to her knees from laughing, before she reached out to her, offering her hands to help Illiamer down.

„By Lolth and all the gods I know, you horrible woman!“, she shouted at the young paladin who was still laughing, „I should throw you into the spiderpits for scaring the shit out of me! How dare you?! I could have killed you!“

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„You ask me to go back where I came from and yet you have been the one who send me there in the first place. You ask for more zeal and yet I have only tried to be effective in answering your questions, not wanting to waste your time.“ she takes both her hands „But if it is what you want I shall try again with more effort“, she takes a step towards her and leans her forehead against Minthara’s.

„I know you do not like being called beautiful and still there is so much beauty in everything you do. From the way your hands move while you talk to the smile on your face, that lets me know you are holding back an inappropriate joke. From how you put up your hair to how you cut down your enemies. The way you blush, not as easily as when you were young but I know you well, and still notice it. I have waited one and a half centuries to lay eyes upon you again, to hold your hands and kiss your lips, and I will not be lost to you again. Now let me taste those poisoned lips of yours to prevent me from dying again the way I did the last time.“

And she leans down to do as she said and kisses her soft lips, immediately tasting the bitter poison. What a strangely new and yet so familiar feeling this was, the way her own lips start to tingle. Too soon she parts from her and looks Minthara in the eyes, a cocky smile on her face.

„Enough zeal for you, Qu‘essan?“

• your name: Illiamer of House Vandree

• Romantic or platonic?: We never had a platonic relationship. We went from not liking (or denying liking) each other to making out every chance we got. So romantic.

• A night in or dinner out or an activity?: All of these, going out for an activity before having some good food. And then getting home early to spend the evening and night however we please.

• Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Can I have both?

• What's your perfect date?: getting some reheated food from a street vendor, eating it on the way home and then maybe a very extensive bath.

• Would you cook for me?: I would prefer not to, but if you’d ask really nicely, yes. I can not guarantee for it to be good.

• Would you let me cook for you?: absolutely not. No offense, my love but I don’t think you have ever seen a kitchen from the inside.

• Can we make-out?: Yes. Next question.

• Make out in private or in public?: I like to keep things private. Some things shouldn’t be for others to see.

• Do you like to cuddle?: Yes, it is my second favorite thing to do with you.

• Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: It depends on my bodytemprature. Which may very after indulging in certain activities.

• Couch or bed?: Bed. More room for the both of us, not that I want to be far away from you

• What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: I have been known to paint. I also enjoy going out. And my third, favourite and also most time consuming hobby is definitely you.

• Tell me something about you no else knows: As stated before I enjoyed painting in my early years. Maybe I should indulge in it again.

• Why do you want to be my valentine?: Because there are few things I enjoy more than spending time with you.

• What makes you a good Valentine?: Look at me. That should be enough of an answer.

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RP MUSE VALENTINE’S APPLICATION.

your name:

Romantic or platonic?:

A night in or dinner out or an activity?:

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?:

What's your perfect date?:

Would you cook for me?:

Would you let me cook for you?:

Can we make-out?:

Make out in private or in public?:

Do you like to cuddle?:

Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?:

Couch or bed?:

What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?:

Tell me something about you no else knows:

Why do you want to be my valentine?:

What makes you a good Valentine?:

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After Illiamer had been resurrected by Withers, the former high priestess started to heal Mintharas mind. Every day for weeks she used up all of her magic to retrieve her memories. It was a tiring process that took a lot of energy, especially from Minthara. Because reclaiming decades of memories also meant remembering all the things that Orin had done to her.

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• your name: Illiamer of House Vandree

• Romantic or platonic?: We never had a platonic relationship. We went from not liking (or denying liking) each other to making out every chance we got. So romantic.

• A night in or dinner out or an activity?: All of these, going out for an activity before having some good food. And then getting home early to spend the evening and night however we please.

• Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Can I have both?

• What's your perfect date?: getting some reheated food from a street vendor, eating it on the way home and then maybe a very extensive bath.

• Would you cook for me?: I would prefer not to, but if you’d ask really nicely, yes. I can not guarantee for it to be good.

• Would you let me cook for you?: absolutely not. No offense, my love but I don’t think you have ever seen a kitchen from the inside.

• Can we make-out?: Yes. Next question.

• Make out in private or in public?: I like to keep things private. Some things shouldn’t be for others to see.

• Do you like to cuddle?: Yes, it is my second favorite thing to do with you.

• Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: It depends on my bodytemprature. Which may very after indulging in certain activities.

• Couch or bed?: Bed. More room for the both of us, not that I want to be far away from you

• What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: I have been known to paint. I also enjoy going out. And my third, favourite and also most time consuming hobby is definitely you.

• Tell me something about you no else knows: As stated before I enjoyed painting in my early years. Maybe I should indulge in it again.

• Why do you want to be my valentine?: Because there are few things I enjoy more than spending time with you.

• What makes you a good Valentine?: Look at me. That should be enough of an answer.

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-Illiamer (which means something like ‘a lost love’) Vandree was born the youngest daughter with two older sisters

-she struggled to learn how to read and was almost killed because of that, since she would be of no use for the family

-the day before she was killed Lolth send her a vision, directly threatening her elders and forbidding them to end her life. So she lived. Lolth would send her many visions, most being unpleasent to receive

-despite her struggles with reading and writing she became high priestess. Again, Lolth herself ordered her in a dream to start collecting information and doing research. It was kept a secret what this research was about.

-because of her secret work people started to try to assassinate her. That’s where Minthara comes in. The young paladin wasn’t pleased but she was ordered to protect the high priestess.

-anyway, things get a little heated and the two of them get to know each other after not liking the other at first. To no one’s surprise they fall in love.

-and Illiamer falls hard. Very much so, that she starts loving and caring for Minthara more than for Lolth. And the spider queen was having none of that.

-so it was soon declared that Illiamer had betrayed Lolth and that she would have to die. And who other to kill her than the love of her life, Minthara

-so Illiamer dies, but she gives a letter to Minthara explaining her research, telling her she gathered information to overthrow Menzobarranzan and in the long term even Lolth. And since she knew all those things that the spider queen would have seen her dead sooner or later anyway.

-Illiamer was supposed to get rid of her research so no one would use it. But she gives it to Minthara and in that letter asks her to hide it very well. So Minthara does hide it. However she forgets where she put it when a tadpole is forced into her brain

-in a universe where Minthara lives and doesn’t find love in tav/durge/another companion, Illiamer screams at withers from the afterlife for so long that he eventually resurrects her

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„Then let me see how ticklish these hips of yours actually are.“

Her priestess raking her fingernails over her hips and the side of her waist, just the faintest whisper of a touch.

Minthara is flipping through a tome of the surface collected in regards to keeping her senses sharp when it came to speaking their language. She recalls even now having to read and write in their tongue before her own blooding of the noble ritual and aimed to keep her skills sharpened as ever. Minthara flips a page of the book resting atop her thighs as she sat perched within their shared bed. She should have known that something was amiss when the Vandree priestess came in to trek through the shredded parchments scattered across the floor in silence. Without her usual snark in order, the quiet was always an indication of mischief. The younger of the two raises an eyebrow and turns her head to peer past the pages of the novel. observing as she crawls across the plush of the bed before settling on her stomach near her hip.

Their eyes met and Minthara is quick to turn her eye back to the book balanced on her thighs. Despite her show of nonchalance, her focus was entirely skewed now that the Priestess was here. She could feel Illiamer's eyes still watching her and it's when she finally speaks that Minthara peeks at her again. It is almost a shy glance as her own red eyes flickered across her skin that was so much more richer in color than her own. Minthara's lips twitch and, "My hips are not-" Minthara jolts as a spark of shivering excitement bursts up her sides at her touch and suddenly the book is briefly forgotten as her hands scramble to close over Illiamer's, complete with a hushed outburst of, "Illiamer!" She can't help the amusement in her eye as she looks at her in a poor attempt at seriousness. Minthara inhales with the visible fight of her smile, "Stop." It was a command that was intended to be much more astute when she thought to say it. She even held her eye. However the small chuckle lining her tone helped nothing.

"No." She spoke again, this time unable to fight her own smile as Illiamer suddenly grins ear to ear and shifts up onto her hands and knees. Leaning over toward her in an ominous little prowl that sent shivers up Minthara's hips in anticipation of what was to come. The young Paladin closes the book with a small thump and scoots back toward the head of the bed with the lift of the tome with a weak threat to wallop her on the top of the forehead if she came any closer. "I said .. no! Illiamer!" And that was the instant with an undignified yelp of laughter Illiamer's hands grasps into the bend of her knees and drags her back down.

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Last chapter !

Thanks everyone and especially @spiderwarden ! For reading everything I threw at you!

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Getting out one drawing after the other with one chapter after the other thanks to my hyperfixation and @spiderwarden beta reading my stuff as quick as I write it!

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A new chapter has been uploaded, including fancy dresses and mean sisters!