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Roth and Cynthia, my beloved
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Various Bonus Stuff:
1) There’s a really neat warriors rp group on deviantart called The Lunar Trials. I got accepted as a medicine cat! :O Here’s my new cinnamon roll. Her suffix refers to her incredible optimism and innocence. Unfortunately, this is the only image on this post that didn’t get compression suffering since this is the only one with transparency (the others are screenshots).
2) Cynthia is about to be level 5! Since she’s a paladin, she now has access to 2nd level spell slots. This includes Find Steed, which is amazing because my DM let me have a Giant Lizard as my steed. This thing is a large, talking, celestial lizard. I took some inspiration from axolotls and dragons in general (the axolotl idea came from @caffeinatedwriters). I love this dumb boi. I decided to name him Nur (pronounced NOOR, means “light” in Arabic).
Also Cynthia now has someone to cuddle with. She deserves it.
3) We kidnapped a farmer who helped a group of bandits, really just because we couldn’t trust him being left alone. I mean, he could have warned the bandits that we were coming for them sooo
Poth kept a good eye on the dude and terrified him. We eventually let him go, but Cynthia warned the guy that if he didn’t change for the better, Cynthia would kill him.
4) Oh yeah, the bandits kidnapped a member of another adventuring party, so this whole thing was more of a rescue mission. Of course, the search for the base took about 14-15 hours, and everyone except Wall had an extra point of exhaustion by the time we actually found it. Cynthia kind of permanently has a point of exhaustion due to the Plague, so she had two. The captain, despite two points of exhaustion, was like “We need to do a full assault if we want to save her.” And luckily for everyone involved, her crew persuaded her to let everyone rest.
5) WELL, BEFORE SESSION 10, Paddy had kept a good streak of being the only one who had not been downed yet. This streak was broken in Session 10, when literally all three of them got downed in a arena fight against an Ettin. Notably, since then, Paddy has caught up to Roth in the number of times he got downed (2, probably going to be 3 in session 13 since he has only 3 HP left).
So to invert it, I decided to shove this idea into the AAF AU (aka the Pathia AU) where these three and Poth get into a nasty fight. All healing/spell slots get burned up and all Cynthia can do when Paddy finally goes down is a medicine check. :3c
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Anyway, thank you for reading this post! Have a great day!
--CREDITS--
Paddy McLoughlin- @riahkhaladin
Cynthia Featherstone, Nur/Merlil, and Sleetlight- @galaxy-koi/@galaxy-koi-art
Roth Philious and Poth Philious- lightninglord_ [Twitch]
The AAF AU (made by me) is an AU of Iotath’s Unrest, a campaign DMed by Completelyrandom [Twitch]
The Lunar Trials [x]
Warriors- Erin Hunter
#long post#galaxy’s art#Cynthia Featherstone#paddy mcloughlin#roth philious#poth philious#nur iotath's unrest#sleetlight#iotath’s unrest#pathia iotath’s unrest#an angel’s fall iotath’s unrest#the lunar trials
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I have work in 5 hours and can’t sleep so I’m writing fanfic
On my phone though so it’s kind of a draft? I may get notebook paper to fully write it after work. My mind has had this one idea for a bit and has been like “MAREN U NEED TO WRITE THIS ITS GOOD” and now I can’t sleep because my damn brain wants to write DnD fan(???)fiction. Anyway, I’ll probably post highlights of the draft as my brain becomes less caffeinated and more sleep deprived.
In advance, the credits:
Cynthia Featherstone is my character, as well as Mordecai (sorta?) and some of the other NPCs and this specific story
Paddy McLoughlin is owned by riahkhaladin (Tumblr, didn’t want to mention him to let him sleep)
Roth Philious and Poth Philious are owned by lightninglord_ (Twitch)
Urker, Krillis, and the general campaign plot are owned by my boyfriend Phoenix (who should get a Tumblr so I can mention him in stuff)
Forgotten Realms stuff is Forgotten Realms stuff (like Sune)
#galaxy talks#galaxy writes fanfiction#cynthia featherstone#dnd#paddy mcloughlin#roth philious#poth philious#plot twist: its written by me so someone has to get hurt to meet my personal quota#guess who gets hurt? its cynthia#its always my oc who gets hurt#ilu cynthia#and also theres soft amounts of cynthia x paddy because I ship it
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one tiny concerned roth for our thoughts today
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More memes to procrastinate on getting the session 28 summary out
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made some memes for Iotath’s Unrest
#iotath’s unrest#not a session summary#Cynthia Featherstone#roth philious#paddy mcloughlin#wall iotath's unrest
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Since Pathia is canon, I just want to make one meme out of it before I go into another wave of Pathia angst hell that’s definitely about to happen. (Spoilers: Cynthia doesn’t take care of herself and she only makes it worse for herself)
Uploaded without the background as well because it’s more memey, I guess
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Session 15/16 Interlude: Benevolent Mutiny
((Hello there! I’m back at it again with the session interlude. I ask to remind everyone that these are non-canonical, but I do make sure that they could happen as best as I can. A major plot point had to be revised a few times after figuring out about certain spells and reminding myself about how warlock spells work. However, we finally have our interlude. I hope you all enjoy reading it~))
((Also eheheheh I may have accidentally slipped in some Pathia shenanigans, whoops))
I underestimated the power of the unholy cult that resided in Ekrund. We can barely call the mission a success.
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It had been a long night, and it was not even close to being safe for the crew of the Grey Rat. They found themselves running from a large eldritch beast and probably cultists as well. While they had been surprised by a demon, Paddy had ran to the ship with Vadithas, who was still unconscious. The first mate found his way back to the airship docks with ease, and he boarded the ship, hoping that the others would soon arrive.
He had expected others to approach him, but it was silent. Worried, Paddy moved below the decks and found more horrid circumstances. As he checked the rooms, he found Poth unconscious, and the other two crewmates were nowhere to be seen.
“I better make sure Poth is okay first.” Paddy thought out loud, and he went to check the ranger’s vitals. Although Paddy wasn’t as medically skilled as the captain, he could tell to his relief that Poth was still at least alive and stable. The culprit of Poth’s unconsciousness appeared to be a wound on the back of the half-elf’s head, which was relatively hidden by Poth’s coiled hair.
As to the disappearance of the other two, their items were even packed up and gone. However, that was all he could gather before he heard footsteps from above. He placed Vadithas in a safe area before rushing back up to the deck. Although it was most likely Cynthia and the rest, he knew well that it could be even more cultists.
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Most of my crew is missing or seriously injured. Paddy and Wall are the only ones who may be able to protect us tonight. Krillis and Urker are assumed to be dead, although I cannot fully confirm that statement. Roth narrowly avoided death, Poth has a serious head injury, and I’m not doing too much better myself. The only silver lining is that Vadithas has been rescued. Wim was unfortunately killed.
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“Oh, thank Sune.” Cynthia sighed with relief as she saw her ship. The captain let
everyone board the ship while she removed the anchors and chains keeping the ship docked. As captain, her first priority was always to have her be the last to escape, no matter how weak she was. She still felt bad about breaking the rule slightly during the fight with Scribe, but if she had stayed in that room any longer, she would have died.
After ensuring the anchors were lifted, she rejoined everyone back on the ship. Everyone seemed to be gathering close to the ship controller, and she was thankful. However, a brief moment of safety was quickly broken with Paddy explaining the situation to her.
“Cynthia, I don’t see Urker and Krillis anywhere, and Poth-”
Upon hearing the young ranger’s name, Roth and Cynthia both seemed to tense their shoulders.
“He’s unconscious.” Paddy quickly finished, and Cynthia immediately went into mom-mode, throwing a bunch of questions at him as she began the ship’s startup.
“Is he stable? Were you able to check his injuries?” Cynthia asked.
“He’s breathing, and he most likely went unconscious from being hit on the back of the head.”
“And Vadithas?”
“Still alive, but he’s also unconscious.”
“Well, darling, then there’s still some hope left.”
Cynthia smiled for a moment at Paddy, and then she began to give out her orders as the ship rose off of the ground:
“Just- get ready to fight if we need to do so, darlings. I know most of us aren’t able to handle another fight, but I have a bad feeling that we’re not in the clear. We’ll be heading east to Nurmwohr, and once I get this ship into the sky, Wall, I’ll need you to fly the ship there. Until then, Paddy, I need you to keep an eye on Poth and Vadithas.” She took a pause as she felt a wave of pain, and then continued, “Roth, you should rest, darling; you’re lucky to be alive right now.”
I can’t say I’m much better myself, but I’m tired of being so weak compared to them. Cynthia mentioned to herself, but judging by Roth and Paddy’s expressions, the captain understood that she wasn’t able to hide her injuries well underneath the armor. This stupid Plague won’t get the best of me.
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I could feel Paddy and Roth look at me with concern as I gave them the first set of orders when we returned to the ship, but I think they knew that I couldn’t rest myself. We needed to escape, and I was the only one who can safely get the ship running. What happened tonight was something that we couldn’t solve. We were all too weak. I was too weak.
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Paddy and Roth both went below the deck and into the Philious room as their captain, injured as she was, raised the ship from the ground. They both surrounded Poth’s unconscious body, but Roth lifted his younger brother into the ranger’s hammock.
“I can’t tell at all what happened on the ship while we were gone, but…” The first mate spoke, and he gestured to a letter on Roth’s desk before continuing, “It seems all of us have a letter to read.”
Roth turned his attention to the letter in question. Annoyed with the cult that dared to call him their leader, he made a spark with Prestidigitation, cuing to Paddy that he was tempted to burn the letter.
“No, we need to read them. They may have clues for who did this.”
“It was obviously the cultists. What else do we need?”
“Ideas on what they plan to do next.”
Roth glared intensely at the letter, and then reluctantly stowed the letter to somewhere he wouldn’t be looking at it. “Fiiiiine.” He spoke, and then made a mustache appear, putting it on his real mustache. “Speaking of plans, do you know what Cynthia’s planning next?”
“I’m unsure. She’s probably just making sure she gets us all out of here at this point.” The first mate responded with a shrug. It was hard to tell if Cynthia even had a plan, but it seemed she didn’t want to become a trail for the Plague to follow to Viandar. Maybe she was trying to buy Vadithas more time before she throws everyone into a U-turn and begins some sort of counter-offensive. Or maybe she was hoping to buy more time for herself, but Paddy knew that whatever the Plague was, it was slowly weakening Cynthia.
Actually, speaking of the captain, Paddy noted that Cynthia was acting strange when she returned to the ship. She seemed fine when they had split up after the first fight, so perhaps Cynthia had taken more damage during another fight… Everyone else seemed relatively okay. Roth and Wall did not have any more wounds, from what the Artificer noticed.
“So, what happened during the second fight?”
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Cynthia and Wall had mostly kept in silence while the captain had been focused on getting the ship to a safer altitude. They were two armored creatures, watching the stars above and the city below them. A cool breeze brushed past them as their ascent continued, fueling the captain’s desperation to escape.
They were two creatures of vastly different origins, but they had both spent huge amounts of their lives following a strict moral code and following someone’s footsteps. Both believed in justice, but their exact methods of enforcing it was contrasting. Cynthia’s was more violent and kept in line by faith, while Wall had been mostly peaceful and set on words of a government that was now obviously corrupt.
Cynthia wanted to ask so much, and maybe it would finally be okay to tell to the truth about their status to Wall. However, now was not the time. She had more things to do that were more important to her, even more important than herself.
“We should be in the clear, unless the blockade that the bandits mentioned are on this side as well. I’ll leave Nur up here with you so you can summon me if anything happens. The command should be this phrase…” Cynthia spoke, and then spoke a phrase in Celestial that roughly translated to “go grab cynthia and bring her here”.
Wall repeated the phrase, and Nur responded in Celestial, “She’s alweady hwere?”
Cynthia chuckled a bit, and then spoke to Nur in her native language, “Yes, darling, but he’s just making sure he knows how to say that phrase. Stay here with Wall unless he tells you to get me.”
“Got it! I wuv you!” The celestial giant lizard nudged Cynthia to show his affection, but Cynthia winced when he had unknowingly pressed against a spot that was wounded. It almost made her go off balance, but she managed to stay standing. However, there was a long pause where Cynthia found herself holding back a lot of pain.
“Anyway-” Cynthia started, but her voice broke before she could quickly continue. “... I believe we are getting close to a safe altitude, so I’ll leave you with flying the ship to Nurmwohr.”
“Affirmative, captain.” He spoke, and Cynthia left him at the deck with Nur.
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Cynthia slowly made her way below the deck, and habit tricked her for a moment to enter her room and start taking off her armor. However, as she took off her helmet, she reminded herself that she wasn’t safe to call it a night. She took deep breaths and brushed her hair away from fresh blood while her helmet was off, and she also took a moment to glance over her wounds, just to make sure she wasn’t at a threat of heavy blood loss. Thick, black thorns from Scribe had pierced through her armor and dug into Cynthia’s right arm, a fresh burn had boiled skin close to her neck, and claw marks had tore through her side.
I’ve survived worse. Cynthia thought. Just walk it off and take care of the others. If we get into more trouble, the others may get hurt more.
Taking another deep breath, she placed her helmet back on and walked to Poth’s room, where she found Roth and Paddy casually sitting on the floor and chatting. However, she ignored them for the most part, as she walked past them and looked at Poth. To her disappointment, the ranger was still unconscious, and she examined the small wound that Paddy had mentioned to her. Gently, she pushed his coiled hair away from the wound and grimaced. “I believe that you’re right, Paddy.” She spoke, but it didn’t sound like she was addressing Paddy but rather simply mentioning him as if he was somewhere else.
Poth, I’m sorry that I was harsh on you.
She found a stray blanket and threw it over the window, and the room grew darker in the absence of the moonlight. “I’ll make sure this stays on this window. He may not wake up for hours, but any light’s going to make the headache worse.” Cynthia spoke softly, and then she walked back to where Vadithas had been placed.
Since Cynthia considered Vadithas her most valuable asset, she kept him close in her own room. She felt uncomfortable about having him in her own hammock, so she laid out a bedroll and made sure he looked as comfortable as possible. “Another waiting game.” She spoke cryptically, and then noted, “I don’t know how he’ll take the news of Wim being dead, but at least Vadithas is not dead. He’s stable, but I’m still unsure of what they did to him.”
Paddy entered the room, and Cynthia turned around to address him. “Oh, good evening, Paddy. I should have been more direct when I came down here, but you are free to rest for the night.”
“What about yourself? I can keep an eye on them for you-”
“I have a lot to think about tonight. I appreciate the offer, but I have to make a lot of plans for when we arrive in Nurmwohr.” Cynthia responded. “Also, I personally want to be there when the two awake, darling, if they do.”
“You’re badly wounded, Cynthia. Please, get some rest. I can take care of whatever you need.”
“I’ve been through worse.” Cynthia responded without skipping a beat, “I can always heal myself if I need to do so, and it’s not like I will be stressing myself when I’m walking between these two rooms.” She paused for a moment, and then gently added, “I understand your concern for me, Paddy, but I can guarantee that it is unnecessary.”
Paddy realized that he wasn’t going to be able to convince her, but he wasn’t ready to give up on Cynthia. He left the room without another word, leaving Cynthia almost alone in her room. She glanced at her journal, and then she walked towards it and began to write.
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It’s been a long few hours since I made sure Poth and Vadithas were okay. In the meantime, I read the letter that had been placed on my desk while checking in on the two seriously injured. It was all bogus, and it had assumed Roth had joined the cult. Did they really think killing someone would actually make Roth reconsider? I don’t know myself, but it just seems absolutely stupid. It was from a now-dead woman, too: Gwen. Perhaps her letter will have more reason in the morning, but it may also appear as more insane rambling.
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Paddy walked into the room of the Philious family, feeling more frustrated than he did before he spoke to Cynthia.
What the hell is she talking about? If she doesn’t sleep, she won’t heal, and she’ll only be worse in the morning. He nearly wanted to say back to Cynthia, but he kept his mouth shut. While Cynthia was incredibly strong, Paddy knew that there had to be a way to outsmart her. He couldn’t do it alone, but his new plan was incredibly risky. One wrong move, and Cynthia will have him on the floor, barely alive.
“How’d it go?” Roth asked when Paddy entered the room.
“She won’t listen.” Paddy responded bitterly but softly. “I’m going up to the deck, and I want you to come with me.”
“I guess I don’t have any choice?”
“Yep.”
Paddy and Roth snuck past Cynthia’s door and headed up towards the deck of the ship. The night brought frigid air, and a strong wind blew from end to end of the ship. The two noticed Wall and Nur keeping a good lookout for a chance of running into trouble, but their main problems had been left behind at Ekrund.
“She’s just determined to make sure everyone will be okay, I’m sure.” Roth started.
“Yes, but she’s putting herself at a greater risk than I think she can understand. So if words can’t change her, I have to try something else.” Paddy began, and then he looked to the moon.
Sune, I hope you won’t hate me for this. Paddy thought. He wasn’t too religious himself, but he knew that Cynthia was being watched by a goddess. Paddy carefully thought about his word choice, but he decided that no matter how he worded it, it would be just as bad.
“We have to knock Cynthia out before she knocks herself out.” The artificer explained.
“...Ah. So, you want mutiny for the sake of the captain’s health. After Ekrund, when, uh, this is what exactly happened to us.”
“It’s a benevolent mutiny. The captain’s weak; if we just knock her in the back of the back like they did to Poth, she’ll go unconscious.”
“And this is better than an all-nighter… How?”
“If she doesn’t sleep, her body can’t heal anything, and she’ll be more exhausted than she already constantly is. She may be able to recover while unconscious.”
Roth raised his hand like a kindergartner, and then asked, “Why can’t you heal her yourself?”
“Sure, I can and she’ll be recovered physically, but that doesn’t solve the exhaustion issue or being able to recover her magic. And she’s the main healer; we need her to be able to heal if something happens tomorrow.”
“If Cynthia manages to figure out what we’re doing before we knock her out, we could be in major trouble-” Roth started, but he noticed that Wall was intently listening.
“Have you all forgotten, soldiers?” Wall began, staring directly into their souls with his cold, crystal eyes.
Oh shit. Paddy began to think, and he could feel his gears inside his pocket begin to rattle. Was this what true fear felt like?
“I ask you to refer to Section 3, Order 66: If the commanding officer is not following proper directive, is endangering their personal health or the health of others in a way in which does not follow proper directive (see subsection 8A for examples), or is attempting to overthrow the military, soldiers are given permission, upon agreement of those following, to disable the leader until a proper trial is prepared.” Wall spoke.
Roth felt like he had escaped death again. Paddy nearly died on the inside, but it was a relief to hear that Wall wasn’t about to murder them with his cold, metal hands.
“Y-Yes, that’s exactly why we are trying to figure this out.” Paddy responded.
Wow, no wonder why Ekrund was corrupt if they had rules like that. Roth commented to himself.
“So, first mate Paddy, what is your plan?”
Paddy and Roth walked up to Wall, and then Paddy presented his plan that totally would not fail horribly:
“Well, we have to lower her guard just enough. Roth, you need to talk to her and have a heart-to-heart about something. Originally, I was going to just try to knock her out, but you are probably more able to do that. As for me, I suppose I should be there as backup. The ship is able to be left to itself for a bit before it will go off course, but we need something to hold it steady. I can make something that can do that, and Cynthia won’t expect you to be sneaking behind her.
She has been following a tight schedule for the past hour, so we just need to wait until she goes to check on Poth.”
“While this does sound solid as a plan, may I remind you that Cynthia wears plate armor. While my extensive training in disabling creatures will make it easier, plate armor is almost impossible to break through with a single punch.”
Paddy thought on it for a moment, and then he wondered how low he had to get for it to work.
“I have an idea that’ll convince her to at least remove her helmet.” Paddy spoke. “That should be enough, right?”
Roth felt the wording Paddy used was strange, but he realized what Paddy was thinking about.
“Wait, hold on-” Roth began, putting a hand to his face as if he was trying to make the “:3c” face. “You didn’t tell me? Ohhhh, so that’s why she promoted you~”
“We can talk about it later.” Paddy answered, his voice muffled by his own shirt. “Anyway, I suppose this is to be a unanimous decision by all of us, since we’ll all be in trouble if something goes south.”
“I see no objections. This is following protocol.” Wall answered.
“I mean, if this helps all of us, I suppose I might as well help.” Roth stated.
“Then it’s settled.”
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When everyone felt ready, they silently cued to each other that the plan was about to begin. The humans were nervous, but they knew that this was for the better.
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Cynthia had made multiple notes and doodles on a stray piece of parchment, but she grew uneasy with the parchment becoming too cluttered with various words and drawings. At times, she considered going to sleep, and she would lie her head on the desk and hope exhaustion made her sleep, but there were too many things keeping her awake that night. She thought that she would at least be able to recover slightly during the night, but her wounds only hurt worse. Moreover, whenever she would get lost in thought, she’d get lost in the recent memories of the night’s events. So many things could have gone worse. Roth nearly died, she nearly lost both of the alchemists, and that fucking bitch decided to show up to taunt me for it all.
Paddy was right, but she knew that even if she tried to sleep, she wouldn’t stay asleep for long. She had hoped that Paddy and Roth would get some rest, but they just wouldn’t rest. Were they trying to mock her?
She stepped into Poth and Roth’s room again to see if Poth had any sign of improvement. It was dark in the room, so she could not see anyone but Poth and Roth. The warlock seemed like he was finally trying to rest, so she made sure that she was quiet.
However, as she was about to leave the room, a voice spoke to her.
“Cynthia, wait.”
Curiously, the aasimar turned around to face the voice. It was Roth, who slowly rose out of his hammock and descended to the floor. While robes covered his body, she could tell that unlike her, Roth had managed to recover a bit more. A scratch along his cheek seemed mostly healed, which was really her only indicator from a quick look.
“Captain, about today… I’ve had a realization.”
“Yes, darling?”
“You’ve done so much for me and everyone. Fighting the Plague, keeping me and the others alive, and what-not.” Roth explained, and he chuckled a bit before continuing. “But, I’ve never seen such dedication, not even from myself. So, I guess I just wanted to let you know as long as you’re willing to fight, I’ll be right beside you.”
Cynthia felt almost relieved by Roth’s comment, and it was all incredibly sweet for him to say that. She smiled warmly and then looked at the floor before giving Roth a gentle hug. Her hold would normally be stronger, but thanks to the exhaustion and weakness, Roth was not squished by the paladin’s embrace.
“… Thank you, Roth.” She spoke before getting slightly embarrassed and freeing the warlock. “That really means a lot to me right now.”
And another voice spoke.
“Captain, I think there’s no reason to stay awake, assuming you have finished figuring out what to do tomorrow. You’ve done everything you can.”
Cynthia noticed the artificer come out of the darkness, his beautiful jade eyes glinting in the small amount of light left in the room.
“Oh, um, I still have one more thing to work out for when we land-” She started, but was immediately cut off by the first mate removing her helmet. She chuckled, and then quietly whispered, “Darling, Roth’s here. Does he even know-”
Paddy wouldn’t let the paladin get in another word, as he held Cynthia close and gave her a soft kiss. The artificer realized just what he had gotten himself into. He was dating a paladin of the goddess of love. Cynthia was just as much of a hopeless romantic as he was, and his plan nearly fell apart when Cynthia pulled him in closer.
Roth found himself to be an awkward third wheel for a moment while he watched his superiors and closest friends make out right in front of him. He may have also been only slightly worrying about the obvious age gap between the two.
Paddy, feeling a sickening feeling in his heart for what he knew was about to happen, he dragged himself out of the kiss and Cynthia’s grasp. He gave his secret cue to Wall, and then he spoke, “I love you, Cynthia.”
Paddy and Roth watched the rest with dread in their hearts. Like a monster of the night, Wall snuck behind her, and Cynthia was completely unaware of what was about to happen.
Red-violet crystal eyes rose above Cynthia, and within moments, Wall threw a hard punch at the back of Cynthia’s head. Cynthia’s eyes seemed to glow in some sort of shock, but they dimmed in an instant. Her eyes rolled up slightly, and it was bitterly clear that their plan had worked as Cynthia began to fall.
Paddy reached to catch her, and then confirmed that she was stable. Once he was absolutely sure of it, he looked up and glanced at Wall and Roth.
“Thank you.” Paddy spoke, but he was a little disheartened seeing Cynthia unconscious yet again. He picked up Cynthia carefully, and then he walked out of the room with the captain.
In Cynthia’s headquarters, Paddy felt an understandable sense of déjà vu as he placed Cynthia on her hammock. He felt sorry for his actions, but he walked out, knowing that it was for the best.
#session 15#session interlude#pathia iotath’s unrest#roth philious#wall iotath's unrest#poth philious#i hate myself for writing this#but it was worth it#also the pathia moments :3
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Okay so!! Apparently I wanted to doodle a lot more than usual today. I covered about two pages, most of it is DnD art.
To spare most from the length of this post, I’ll describe everything below the cut.
The first page was mostly from before I met up with the DM, so the newer NPCs and Wall had my initial ideas about their designs. I kind of wish I had numbered these, now that I think about it. It would make it easier to talk about. All of the notes beside the characters are notes I got when I spoke to our DM today between classes.
Going from top to bottom, left to right:
1) Mainly notes to myself in the top right corner. However, see that third note on the list? That’s right! I’m trying to push towards a Halloween date for Draft 2’s completion. It still won’t be done, as I’ll have to go through a final edit, but it should be readable.
2) The first doodle of Korst that I did. She’s a gnoll of unknown class, and she’s a sweetheart. Of course, unfortunately, she’s now been thrown into a very heated flirting war between Cynthia and Paddy, with her in the middle. Yes, this is the gnoll I mentioned earlier today.
3) Jim Bean (yes, named after the alcohol...) is a gnome who was originally a part of the bandit group. However, after being defeated and interrogated, Cynthia let him into the crew. He’s good at making traps and wields a large gun.
4) Cynthia talking/flirting with Korst. The two of them reminisced about the war that happened years ago, and Cynthia did everything she could to help Korst’s remaining group, who fled from Dren to escape his plans. It’s two buff, thirty-year-old women! And as I found out later, Korst is most likely much taller than Cynthia. :3
5) Notes on Dren, the bandit captain.
6) The whole bottom section of the page is from the session last night. Our group actually LARPed this part of the session, and it was really fun. I even got out my longsword for it. We interrogated Jim Bean on what he knew about the bandit group’s plans, and he gave us a decent amount of information. Wall (the one PC I don’t really talk about much, whoops) held him back while everyone else threatened him. I imagine Roth was just making the “Then Perish” face the entire time while Poth continued his reign of being the most terrifying member of the crew.
We took a picture of the LARP hilarity that happened, and I used myself as a pose reference for Cynthia in this doodle.
The second page was mainly for the second round of designs. I’m still unsure on Wall’s design, but I feel confident about the others. I also quickly doodled a not-great bongo cat and myself.
Also, this is what I’m referring to on this page when I mean my hair is becoming a lion’s mane:
#iotath’s unrest#dren iotath’s unrest#korst iotath’s unrest#jim iotath’s unrest#wall 0421#cynthia featherstone#roth philious#galaxy talks#I’M SORRY FOR THE LONG POST BUT THERE WAS A LOT I HAD TO EXPLAIN
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Current WIPs for a Parallax project for Visual Effects! Since some people are just using really good League of Legends art for this project I think I have an excuse to draw Iotath’s Unrest characters.
I still have to draw backgrounds and enemies for both, but I have a couple of days still for this project.
I’m REALLY happy about Cynthia’s wings! They probably took the most time to make, but they look so nice. Also, getting to draw Cynthia before the Plague slowly took over her is wonderful; it hurts me a lot on the inside when I have to draw her looking so miserable.
As for Roth, I’m looking forward to coloring him. :)
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Chapters: 1/5
Word Count: 17500 (estimated)
Fandom: Iotath's Unrest, Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Pathia (Cynthia Featherstone/Paddy McLoughlin)
Characters: Cynthia Featherstone, Paddy McLoughlin, Roth Philious, Poth Philious, "Wall" Unit 0421, Nur
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Self-Harm, Read notes please because I give y'all my warnings there, this fic was called Game of Life until about a day ago so that's this fic, god this hurt me to write, but it was worth it
Summary: The crew continues on with their journey towards the mountains, but the relations after the events of "Secrets, Revealed." have been a bit rough. However, Cynthia believes that everyone still deserves a break from the hell they've seen the past month. Poth and Paddy hunt down impressive things. Roth gets redemption. Wall keeps tabs on the captain and questions her ability to be captain. Everyone experiences Boy Lake: Iotath's Unrest Edition.
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AAF Updates
Hello! We finally have a working plot for the fic! In the first draft that I wrote, there were a bunch of plot holes, and so I’ve listed them out.
Characters:
- As I go through these, I’ll probably refer to the antagonist of the arc as either Luzumin or Nalakiano. Anyway, Nalakiano is no longer someone hired by Roland, but instead is hired by a Druid who goes by the name of Dark Lioness. While the Dark Lioness has no affiliation with Roland, they are after the same cause. The Dark Lioness sees Cynthia as a threat to her plans that she wants to deal with before Cynthia grows any stronger.
-The Dark Lioness is a Elf Druid. I’ll probably draw her later. Essentially, Nalakiano is one of her stronger allies, but the Dark Lioness has made quite a name for herself in the Underground. She doesn’t take shit from anyone, and she’s known to be responsible for luring terrifying beasts of the night into villages. Her followers have also forged a magic weapon for each of her loyal allies (and herself). They’re claws named after her that can slowly cause someone to wither, or if they live long enough, transform into a zombie. However, the two diseases afflicted by it are easily curable, as they require the light of the sun or the light of a unaffected holy hand. (AKA, Light cantrip by either a Cleric, Paladin, or an Aasimar.)
- Roth becomes the MVP of the combat section of the fic. Also, he’ll hopefully be written a lot better in the second draft.
- Daergron makes more of an appearance, as he ends up helping the main crew directly.
- Paddy would be great at CinemaSins.
- Cynthia is less of a desperate bitch and more mind-controlled.
Combat:
- Last night, I did my official combat simulation for the fic. Going into it, I thought Nalakiano would be more of a threat for the crew. 63 HP Goliath LV 10 Sorcerer against a Level 4 Artificer and a Level 4 Warlock? Apparently not!
- The original outcome was that Nalakiano escapes, but now he’s just dead(?). However, Roth ends combat with half health, and Paddy takes a good amount of damage too.
Location:
- I’m going to deal with this more after I finish the second draft, but the Manor is pretty big, and the land owned by Redshire is ginormous.
- There’s four sections of the property: the inn, the mansion, the garden, and the vineyard.
Plot:
- There’s still holes, that’s a reason why this is the second draft and not the final one.
- The beginning and ending is getting major reworks, thanks to the combat outcome.
Beta Reading:
If you’re interested in Beta Reading when the second draft is finished, feel free to message me on here or my main blog. It’ll be somewhere between 7-10k words, given as a url link to either Ao3 or Google Docs.
#an angel’s fall iotath’s unrest#iotath’s unrest#cynthia featherstone#paddy mcloughlin#roth philious#augvek voidmaker nalakiano#harold redshire
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Iotath's Unrest, Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Pathia (Cynthia Featherstone/Paddy McLoughlin)
Characters: Cynthia Featherstone, Paddy McLoughlin, "Wall" Unit 0421, Roth Philious, Poth Philious, Nur, Sune (Forgotten Realms)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Not canon to IU but not quite the AAF AU
Summary:
On their way to the mountains, they take a pause to refuel the ship. During the night, Cynthia is restless, but Nur tries to help her out. Wall tries to be common sense. Paddy and Poth get to go on a little jog in the woods. Roth gets to chill on the ship and watch as hell breaks loose. The crew's biggest secret gets revealed to their captain, and she loses more than just her trust.
wheeze it’s up finally!
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I finally have somewhat of a reference for the gun boi
Paddy McLoughlin- Human Artificer [Level 4 as of Session 9]
Notable events:
> Drank 2 mugs of Dwarven Thunder ale and was perfectly fine
> Remembers the book that got absorbed into Roth Philious’s chest
> Accidentally harpooned a citizen when he was trying to hit a zombie
> Was the captain for about 8 hours when Cynthia went unconscious after Hundelstone’s fall, and since then has been named Cynthia’s first-mate (and love interest)
> Somehow is mistaken for Poth’s father despite only being 3 years older than Poth
> Despite everything, he has not been incapacitated yet [Roth has been knocked unconscious twice (once was out of combat), and Cynthia is notoriously bad at staying conscious (I’ve lost count but she’s been incapped about three or four times] or has gained points of exhaustion
Paddy McLoughlin belongs to @riahkhaladin
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Session 23 Summary: Hoth Philious
Session 23 Summary: Hoth Philious
Ice rains down from the sky, but only for a few moments when they figure out the source: Hoth Philious, the Ice Queen. Roth and Hoth have some time to catch up on their time apart, and Hoth asks Roth an important favor. Cynthia threatens her life yet again because she’s concerned about Roth. Paddy gambles with bandits and becomes richer. Wall becomes an ice cube for the entire session. Poth exists, and is doing well.
> The session starts off from where Session 22 left off, and a mysterious figure floats down from the sky. The figure is irritated about the noise from the duel, and it shoots Wall, freezing him into a cube. Additionally, it tries to shoot Cynthia, who is still heavily injured, but misses. However, Roth recognizes the figure as his own sister, Hoth Philious. Uther and Hoth argue for a while, and Hoth freezes Uther. After that, Cynthia calms down Hoth, assuring her that the duel is over and that they do not intend to cause any more noise. Hoth shoots one more time, but then finally settles down.
> Hoth notices Roth, and the two begin to have a long chat. Cynthia pops into the conversation occasionally, but not too much. After a bit of talk, Hoth asks Roth to speak in private at Hoth’s nearby castle. Roth agrees, and Hoth uses the Fly spell to make Roth and Hoth both fly off.
> Paddy and Cynthia both decide to help thaw out the bandits, Uther, and Wall. However, they also continue looking through the giant pile of loot under Uther’s throne. They search again, using Detect Magic and Cynthia’s Divine Sense, and find what could potentially be the sword Cynthia is looking for. Additionally, they find a weaker version of a Bag of Holding, which is useful for taking more loot.
> The session flips back to Hoth and Roth, who have arrived at an ice castle that Hoth says doubles as an orphanage to over eighty children. Apparently, many children were abandoned by their family, or they were orphaned. Hoth mentions that there has been a recent spike in kids arriving there. The two enjoy a few moments to catch up, but Hoth eventually asks Roth a favor. Hoth is leaving for a week, and she needs Roth to watch over the children. Roth agrees to the favor, and then goes to help Hoth with lunch.
> Flipping back to the captains, Cynthia grows incredibly concerned about Roth, knowing well that she can’t trust anyone anymore (read: cultists, bandits, Roland). She asks the bandits about Hoth, who give her a bit of information about how volatile the Ice Queen is, as well as the location of the castle. She attempts to take a more direct route, but fails to climb a fence. It’s pretty pitiful. She eventually rushes outside the camp and heads towards Roth, forgetting for a long while how incredibly injured she is.
> Cynthia takes a while to get close to the orphanage, but she eventually encounters a horde of children. One of them throws a rock, thankfully missing Cynthia. Cynthia asks the children about Hoth and Roth, and she eventually persuades the children to go grab Hoth for them. While that’s happening, Cynthia holds a conversation with a kid with black hair with emeralds for eyes.
> The older Philious siblings enjoy lunch, and Roth hears in on the teenagers planning to prank Roth. While he doesn’t do anything, Roth at least knows about it. As they finish up lunch, a kid walks up and explains the situation outside. The two go to investigate to find Cynthia, who seems glad to see Roth okay. Cynthia explains that she got worried about Roth, but she apologizes for doubting Hoth’s morality. The three slowly descend from conversation into a playful snowball fight, which Cynthia clearly loses. Some of the other children join in, but Hoth eventually calls it off. The three head back to the bandit camp, or at least the Philious group does. Oh yeah, Cynthia finds out Hoth’s age, which ends opening all doors on Cynthia flirting with her.
> The DM temporarily flipped back to Poth, who is doing perfectly fine on the ship. However, the ship is a complete mess, Poth has went through everyone’s items, and corpses of wildlife are all around the ship. Zephyr is also fine, and Poth occasionally uses Zephyr as a pillow.
> Paddy gambles with some bandits, and he wins a bunch of games, gaining 230 gold before the Philious duo arrives to bring him and Wall to the castle.
> With everyone eventually back at the castle, Hoth gives a full tour of the place. As Hoth discuss the guest rooms, the party begins to discuss headcanons about what’s going to happen over the neck week. In particular, I wish I could share one, but I’d get flagged for a, ahem, lemon mention, as I will call it. Hint: Pathia. Cynthia’s player dies on the inside just a bit more.
> Roth asks if Hoth can check how Poth is doing, and she agrees. Roth also warns Hoth about how powerful Poth has become, prompting Roth to bring out the fact that Poth has magic. Hoth leaves to make dinner, but before Roth can join her, Cynthia mentions to him that she thinks his sister is pretty hot. Roth wishes he didn’t know that and joins his sister.
> During dinner, Paddy goes to hang out with other people in his age group, while Hoth, Roth, and Cynthia sit by their own table. They all chat more, and Cynthia tries to make her first move on Hoth. However, Hoth Nat20 saves against Cynthia’s high charisma.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Iotath's Unrest, Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Pathia (Cynthia Featherstone/Paddy McLoughlin)
Characters: Cynthia Featherstone, Paddy McLoughlin, Sune (Forgotten Realms), Roth Philious, Jinri Riverseeker, Daergron Riverseeker, Mordecai Featherstone - mentioned
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares, Could Reasonably Be Canon For Once, 1 out of 60 hp squad where you at, also this fic is more like angst then small comfort followed by more angst
Series: Part 2 of Iotath's Unrest [Non-Canon] Side Stories
Summary:
Cynthia gets caught in a nightmare and finds herself fourteen years in the past. A moment of denial is broken by interrogation.
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