me whenever I think about or see Rose Tyler:
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its really starting to bother me that theres so little to be done for karlach in act 3. like when you first meet dammon he seems so hopeful about finding a solution. he runs through a bunch of ideas and says he cant do anything with the tools he has but he'll keep looking. and then when you meet him in act 2 hes says he cant think of anything but he'll keep trying. and then in act 3?? all he says is that he cant find a solution. theres no way to ask him what research hes been doing. no way to try and do any research yourself.
karlach's companion quest basically ends in act 2. you get that second upgrade and it doesn't make a difference to the way her endings turn out. yeah you can touch her, but that's it. theres still only two 'good' endings for her character.
and it feels like theres so much we should be trying to do? the steel watchers are made of infernal iron. every single watcher has a piece of infernal iron you can collect. some of them even have enriched infernal iron. and apart from the armor dammon can make... there's nothing else to be done with those pieces? even the enriched infernal iron doesnt seem to serve a bigger purpose.
i feel like i should be able to talk to the gondian gnomes for help. they built the steel watchers, which are made of infernal iron and can blast hellfire at you. we can literally go to hell and theres no way to look around or ask about a solution. theres a magic tower with a locked vault and no way to look for magic to nullify/contain the heat.
also we cant talk to karlach about going to stay in the house of hope? i know one of the endings is that she can go to avernus with wyll but shouldn't we be able to suggest she can stay with hope? who's literally trying to make a place of hope in the middle of the hells? theres even portals in one of the rooms to a bunch of places. she could come and go as she pleases. we already have the means to visit if we want.
like i get it the whole point is that shes doomed from the start tragedy etc etc but it still sucks that we can't at least try to do more when it feels like theres so many ways we should be able to
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Me 6 years ago: Babying a fruity, deeply traumatised man who deals and masks his trauma with humour and sarcasm. Has problematic views of racism and pro-slavery flavour. (Dorian Pavus from Dragon Age: Inquisiton)
Me now: Babying a fruity, deeply traumatised man who deals and masks his trauma with humour and sarcasm. Has problematic views of racism and pro-slavery flavour. (Astarion from Baldur's Gate 3)
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I wish I could draw because the imagery of Durge returning to the Last Light to kill Isobel is so deliciously angsty.
Dragging their feet as they cross the threshold into the warm embrace of the Inn's light, white-knuckled with the sussur dagger in hand. Better to make sure that if she doesn't die in one hit, she gets no opportunity to heal. For the sake of mercy, they told themself.
Shuffling left, right, like the reanimated dead past the corpses of Horrors they'd slain only nights ago. Protecting the very person they had now come to destroy.
They had to do it. They remembered what happened to Alfira all too well, the brutality that would occur were they to kill another in their sleep. That same brutality, turned against the one they love most. It had to be Isobel. They had to maintain control. The mantra of justification rang in their head, barely able to conceal the giddiness that rose within. The blood-lust. The Urge, to kill that which is pure. Selûne's shield, Ketheric's favourite child. The Last Light's last hope.
A perfect, pretty corpse.
Isobel would react much too late. She had been so trusting, willing to allow that winged attacker several steps into her room before she responded. She would welcome her saviour with open arms, and a far more dangerous beast along with them. She would assume they were ill, perhaps, the sheen of sweat and unfocused eyes making them appear feverish. She would approach of her own volition, glancing over superficial cuts and scrapes as the silencing power of the sussur blade pressed against her back.
And then...
When it was over, they would clutch her tightly as they sank to the floor, watching recognition dawn in her eyes as she saw them for what they were. Myrkul gave her life, Selûne gave her meaning, and it was Bhaal who brought her death. Always a mere mortal pawn in the game of the gods. They would hear the people of the Inn succumb to the shadow curse, too entranced by the corpse to see Isobel's barrier break. They would do everything in their power to resist, push back against The Urge desperate to defile. Beg themself to push Isobel away all while their nails dug into her dead-pale flesh, leaving crescent-moon cuts that could not bleed. Jaheira would ascend the steps expecting to find a hero, an explanation.
She would find instead the shuddering Bhaalspawn, caked in blood.
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I love the bg3 art thingies so I just wanted to ask who your favourite companion is?
thank you!! im glad you do!! BUT DNSJSJ NOOO DONT MAKE ME CHOOSE 💔💔
okay, if i HAD to pick… im completely torn between shadowheart, wyll, and lae'zel... I DON'T KNOW!!! i love these three so deeply... gale used to be my top pick but... its been a while since i played with him on my team HAHA. but my gut wants to say shadowheart because i love my princess...
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WIP
Listened to too many Baldur's Gate 3 Narrator Outtakes. Made a BG3 Narrator design. Might clean it up? Probably will.
gOD this game has swallowed me whoooooole
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