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ANAIS 💀 cleric of bhaal · death domain · acolyte

Symon's got an epilogue outfit now. Kicking about in the Underdark with his vampire man, tee hee.

i wouldve sworn on a stack of bibles dammon was a tinsmith. what do u mean he's always made weapons and his work was sought after. where the fuck did i get the idea he was a tinsmith? ive mandela effected my fucking self

i made that post about having astarion brainworms and it got like 80k notes but now that i actually have the game and am experiencing the characters firsthand i'm realizing my perceptions of both him as a character and how i would feel about him were off the mark

Vax & Vex before they were taken by Mindflayers, with no home and 5 gold to share

Vax & Vex now powerful heros with A WHOPPING SUM OF 40,843 GOLD AND A PERMANENT ROOM AT THE ELFSONG TAVERN

my babies 🥺

(also please ignore Vax's glow up, I haven't been updating my 'Vax in BG3' series but I've been playing BG3 every day since I started remaking it)

i have a spreadsheet to organize my shopping plans for bg3 and i really dont understand how anyone manages without one

Screenshots + drabble

BG3 masterlist

Part 1

The tadpole, the warlock and the devil - part 2

Go to hell

(This scene never fails to make me laugh 😂 I thought it's time for a little twist of Gale saying this to Raphael instead of Tav 😁)

Raphael changed back to his cambion form, stretching his imposing wings with a sigh of relief as he made his way toward your tent. Dealing with his other clients had been particularly unnerving today, he pinched the bridge of his nose as the memories of numerous chases after those foolish mortals trying to evade their due payment of a failed bargain with a devil flooded his tired mind again. Passing the camp fire, the distinctive voice of the pesky wizard who recently joined your merry band of misfits brought Raphael back to reality and made him realise that the camp wasn't as empty as he had presumed.

"Go to hell", Gale chuckled, his gaze lost in the dance of flames.

The devil reprimanded himself for his carelessness but then the spark of a new idea amused him as his lips twisted into a mischievous smile.

"I barely arrived to raise a little hell up here and you wish to send me back again?", he mocked.

The wizard spun around, eyes widened in shock upon spotting the cambion. He approached carefully, brows furrowing as he inspected the infernal being.

"Your face bears an uncanny resemblance to a certain warlock's friend", the wizard grinned smugly, "but I find it hard to believe that he might just be that."

"How very right you are, I am so much more than a mere friend to her", the devil chuckled.

As amusing it was to toy with the, admittedly cunning, wizard, Raphael felt the twinge of pain in his chest at the sound his own words. They bore a dangerous truth in the twisted sense that he was indeed much more while the part he craved most to reveal remained cautiously hidden under layers of arrogance and a well calculated demeanour. As the patron of a human, he couldn't afford himself to display any weakness, neither to the fragile mortals nor to the denizens of hell. The love he harboured for you consumed him more and more, an irresistibly alluring pull towards his own downfall. So strong that he even failed to notice the wizard while mentally reveling in the anticipation of gazing at your deliciously surprised expression upon his unexpected visit. He, the embodied perfection of a creature of pure desire and cunning deceit, fiendish supremacy forged within the fires of hell, wasn't supposed to love. So it was almost natural that ridiculously simple questions infested his mind the longer this charade of a normal pact continued. Why did he crave your affection? Why would his supposedly cold heart yearn for the forbidden warmth of your love? How could he even harbour all these foolishly mortal emotions? You were his warlock, a tool simply forged to ensure his success or, in the vexing case of failure, the gain of another soul.

"No witty words left?", Gale taunted the cambion.

It appeared as though the wizard continued to talk to him while Raphael was being dragged down into the endless vortex of doubts within his own mind.

"My my, you must excuse me, Gale of Waterdeep, but this discourse has been so dreary I could hardly pay attention."

He dismissed Gale with a nonchalant flick of his wrist and proceeded to walk towards your tent. Gale turned his attention back to the warming fire, a self-satisfied grin playing on his lips. Having spent countless years engrossed in the study of magic under the tutelage of numerous esteemed wizards and their different airs and graces and including a very demanding goddess, he had honed an uncanny ability to decipher others and his intuition was telling him that there was more to you and the devil than either of you wished to reveal.

Made a new save just to play around in the character creator. Her name is Vex.

[reshade 5.9.1; otis_inf camera tools]

[my hi-res bg3 shots]

see the most vexing issue is that I want to play bg3, I just do not have time to because after I get off work I only have max 1 hr of free time to play but you cannot simply play bg3 for only one hour it will suck you into a void and 6 hours will pass without you even sensing it

So I had a crazy idea. I love Critical Role. Campaign one especially as it was the first Campaign I watched. Vex is my absolute favorite of Vox Machina and I love her and Percy so much. So while playing Baldur's Gate 3 I had a thought... what if I made Vex with Percy as her guardian?

Then I thought a bit more... What if I incorporated the Briarwoods?

What if I made a Vex x Delilah love child and combined Percy and Silas for the guardian? So I made a half elvel drow ranger. Drow made sense as a way to bring Delilah in and half elf because that's what Vex is. So pleaae say hi to Vel'ia

(Yes. I combined their names too. I think it sounds pretty.) And her hot Guardian. I made him look more like Percy, but with a Silas beard and one red vampire eye.

Thanks for reading about my crazy BG3 character idea. 😅

Bhaalists are the funniest people alive actually

vexing.

i want to play sons of the forest, but my brains are so fried from... *vague gestures* that the steps required to do so seem impossible right now.

this then makes me more frustrated, and more eager to play sotf to unwind, but the steps required to do so seem impossible--

et cetera.

i could play bg3, but i'm in a spot that isn't as interesting to me, and also i just want to build shit and fight cannibals.

ugh.

I am also going to create a quick text promo, as I do want to throw Karlach & Alkas out there from BG3. ( Karlach, you obviously know. Alkas is an original character who I am playing through The Dark Urge Origin. Though he is developing slowly as I play through that playthrough. ) So I would appreciate it if you reblogged this to see if you're interested in interacting with these on a multi-muse! ( Bonus: I have Percy & Vex from C/rit Role who will eventually have BG3 verses as they're slowly being developed in my head! )

(guess who got BG3 for their birthday)

had a false start or two, but finally decided that this game was the perfect opportunity to carry on with at least one of my tabletop characters who didn't get to finish their adventure.

the first character I made when I came back to tabletop D&D after [redacted] years was Vexyn Oshinrath. I couldn't make her in BG3 exactly as she was as a tabletop character (she had been a Triton Shadow Sorcerer) but I got her look down and was able to at least make her as she would have been if we'd been playing straight out the PHB.

(this version of Vex is a half-Drow Tempest Sorcerer)

unfortunately Vex's original campaign dissolved thanks to conflicting schedules and time zones so she never really got her chance to shine.

now she has that chance, albeit not as I imagined. Thankfully BG3's storyline actually parallels my backstory for Vex in a lot of ways, so it'll work, and I might get a little closure out of it.

anyway y'all probably gonna be seeing a bunch more of her in the next little while...

Work In Progress Wednesday

Heya! Been a while since I did one of these but! It's time for a first snippet from my current WIP - and it's a Faerûnian portal fantasy. Turns out I've been deep in the BG3/D&D hole. If incessant Gale reblogging wasn't enough to tip you off...

Anyway, here's a small MCIF snippet from...

Stormsight

“What a curious tune,” Gale says. His voice turns softer as he continues: “Not wholly unpleasant.”

 Wil lets the last notes ring out, and stills their fingers on the guitar.

“Do you need something, Gale? I'm sure Tav can get you another priceless artefact if…?”

“Oh, none of the sort. No, I, ah,” he picks up a scroll from his shoulder bag, “I was planning on transcribing another spell.” He avoids her gaze. “But your music, it… It’s rather inviting.”

"Vexing the wizard? How uncouth of me. Playing these somewhat pleasant melodies of mine."

Gale chuckles and takes a seat next to her on the old stone bench.

"Plenty pleasant."

"A kind of magic, one could say?” She plucks an intriguing trill.

“Mmm. Perhaps. I do know the theory of the, ah, Words of Creation, but I never quite grasped how you bards… Well, how something so simple as a song can touch the Weave.”

“It’s movement, words and intention. And what is spellcasting but movements, words and intention?” Wil says and sets aside the instrument.

“It’s a bit more complex than that,” Gale says quickly.

Wil hums.

“If you say so, but, no, for me it isn’t. What you showed me last night, I… It wasn’t really new to me, I think. It’s how I felt the first time I performed music. The heavy silence before, the anticipation…" Perhaps it's the wine she had earlier that urges her on. "And the moment of harmony, of clarity, as the sound wanes, when emotion lingers, thick in the air.”

“Oh yeah?”

“It’s like… lying next to your lover after making them see stars, meeting their eyes and knowing you’ve shared something fragile yet incredibly powerful.”

“Oh,” Gale says, his voice strangled.