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(through gritted teeth) life is a worthy opponent . . . life is a worthy opponent . . . life is a worthy opponent . . .
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Backgrounds With Class: Golgari Agent
I'll be honest: Ravnica has always fascinated me. I was a high schooler when the first set came out, and I was immediately consumed creating characters for the setting. Now that we've actually received my long-awaited crossover, I thought it would be nice to write a love letter to the setting in the form of another Backgrounds with Class series. After all: some guilds have natural class choices tied in, from a conceptual standpoint. Boros and Fighter, Izzet and Wizard, Selesnya and Druid. But guilds aren’t class-restricted, and so I wonder what it would look like if you paired every class with every guild background, even the ones that seem at odds, like Izzet and Barbarian, or Gruul and Artificer. So I thought about it, and this is what I came up with. Some character concepts for each class, and each Guildmaster's Guide to Ravnica background for each class.
Golgari Agent
The Golgari Agent Artificer is one of the kraul, a wingless merchant who recently took over the family business. Poling a narrow raft through the undercity’s sewer network isn’t glamorous work, but it does afford her a fine selection of various fungi and other ingredients for her elixirs and salves. If push comes to shove, her alchemical expertise is for more than just brewing potions; many an undercity predator has tasted her home-made deathspore bombs and opted for easier prey elsewhere.
The Golgari Agent Barbarian has been a member of his neighborhood’s hunting party since he became of age. Eschewing moodmark paint in favor of a hunter’s mottled camouflage pigments, he knows how to track and run down prey with the pack coordination of a wolf. This talent’s not hyperbole, either; his last encounter with one of the Selesnya’s ledev guardians supplied him with a fine wolf-pelt cowl he wears proudly over his hunter’s paint. Sometimes he even thinks the spirit of the wolf takes over on the hunt; it would account for the times he’s come to after a kill with blood on his face.
The Golgari Agent Bard knows better than most how things of import can turn up anywhere. A findbroker by trade, her ability to discover the history behind any gewgaw or trinket she scrounges up has more than doubled her profit on occasion. Gifted with a turn of phrase and the eerie, low-pitch ocarina she cares for like a child, her ambitions don’t stop at finding lost art- she yearns to be the first to rediscover some buried vault or basement thought long lost.
The Golgari Agent Cleric, in accordance with the Swarm’s care for the cycle of life and death, has been responsible for dozens of acts of euthanasia in her life. It doesn’t take an expert to recognize when a hunter’s been taken by zombie fungus, or when a red reaver bloom’s explosive dispersal drives a whole apartment block mad with aggression. It just takes care and respect for the final solace of death to ease people’s suffering. That her focus also comes in handy fending off territorial disputes is icing.
The Golgari Agent Druid is, technically, a drudge, one of the zombified dead that the Swarm relies on for muscle, both on the farm and the battlefield. However, unknown processes allowed the fungal parasite to seize full control of the host, and arrive at a consciousness of their own. Now, they’re busy determining the meaning of their new existence. While they work it out, they shamble about the Undercity, working odd jobs tending livestock and helping farmers with their natural understanding of other fungi.
The Golgari Agent Fighter is militant, a troll-blooded human with the strength of arm and heart to testify to his lineage. While for the moment just one of the many toughs that lurk around the Undercity looking for easy prey, his true goal is far less provincial: to climb the Swarm’s political ladder and become one of Jarad’s closest advisors or even his bodyguard. To this end, he’s quick to speak out in aggression against surface- dwellers intruding on his domain, or take the initiative and lead a raiding party himself.
The Golgari Agent Monk was always gifted with swiftness of arm and wit; as a nymph he scrapped with his siblings more days than not, and has since taken to far more dangerous partners to improve her skills. He mostly works as a guide for the rare surface-dweller to travel below the sunlit streets, and even distills his own moonshine from fermenting fruit and the ample yeast colonies on his travels. He’s become quite the alcoholic aficionado, and claims he fights even better when he’s had a few drinks.
The Golgari Agent Paladin was, like many of his Ordruun kin, originally slated to join the Boros Legion as a cadet when he came of age. He did, but when a raid went bad and he was left for dead in the Undercity by a sergeant he knew to be corrupt, he swore he wouldn’t leave the darkened streets and buried closes of Ravnica until the man lay dead before him. A childhood roaming the near-surface reaches and a minotaur’s innate sense of direction have served him well, and his new guild feeds the cold core of his desire for vengeance happily so long as it’s pointed at their mutual enemies.
The Golgari Agent Ranger always liked bugs. Wasn’t much of a choice, really, living in one of the many tenement buildings sunk below the sunlit streets of upper Ravnica- you learned to deal with the scurrying things of the world young. Cultivating a unique magical bond with them was the work of many long nights, but the result has been beyond reproach- his many tiny friends are stronger than they look, and complement his hunting well as they ensure that his prey can never truly escape.
The Golgari Agent Rogue has aspired to become one of the Ochran ever since one killed his abusive parents in front of him. Starry-eyed about becoming one of the Swarm’s most famous killers, he moved to the Undercity the next week, escaping the home of his blood family to find new kin. He had a rough time of it, begging and sweeping out chimneys, but he picked up the poisons quickly, and has always been slight enough to slip down sewer pipes and chimneys to find the target.
The Golgari Agent Sorcerer was a washout before he was anything of real use- literally. Originally an experimental attempt at forming a drake-human krasis for the Guardian Project, he was mistaken by a careless lab assistant for a failure and flushed out of his transformation tank before his scales, wing flaps, and poison glands fully developed. Recovered by a rot farmer accustomed to handling the runoff from the Simic lab in question, he’s grown to appreciate his new environment- and has already misdirected or slain the first attempts of the lab’s owner to track him down for retrieval.
The Golgari Agent Warlock always made a point of delving deeper and into tighter environs than his contemporaries. Never a good fit with hunter or shaman, he explored the depths of the Undercity all on his own before stumbling one day into an as-yet undiscovered chamber. The figure sitting on the throne there was enormous in size and patched together from all different creatures, but when it stirred to see the boy before it, all it did was offer him a set of knucklebones on string. Taking them was the beginning of something, and now the man treasures the talisman that forms the link to his patron.
The Golgari Agent Wizard has been a rot farmer for decades. It’s only now, lately, that he’s set out to travel and study magic in the hopes of winning his farm back. It was taken from him by a devkarin lich, an objective lesson in might making right within the Swarm, and he hopes to master enough of the necromancer’s art to bend the new owner’s undead farmhands to his will. He’s quickly finding that things are very big outside his secluded cavern home, and even that he likes it- perhaps enough to keep him from going back.
#D&D#Dungeons and Dragons#Dungeons & Dragons#Character Ideas#Character Designs#Character Concepts#Ravnica#Alchemist#Totem Warrior#Lore#Death#Spore#Champion#Drunken Master#Vengeance#Swarmkeeper#Assassin#Draconic#Undead#Pact of the Talisman#Necromancer
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back on my cat bullshit
#miles' art#bfdi#battle for dream island#bfb#tpot#osc#object shows#warrior cats#warriors au#bfdi warriors au#astrobiology bfb#bfb treehole#death pact again#black hole bfb#tree bfb#marker bfb#fanny bfb#remote bfb#lightning bfb#pie bfb#black hole x tree
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ranking pact ships based on how controversial they are
5. Car Boys
Blake/Fell
Why It Sets Sail: They're both white men. They hate each other at first. They both like cars. Can I make it anymore obvious? If you don't get it then go reread the part in 4.8 where Blake "jerks" on his connection with Fell when he's being attacked by Pauz and Fell actually shows up to rescue Blake while bitching to him about how calling connections is both incredibly rude and intimate. Did I mention they're both white men?
Why It Sinks: Blake's trauma, Fell being a magical slave to Conquest, etc etc
4. Scenes From An Italian Restaurant
Sandra/Jeremy
Why It Sets Sail: Arranged Marriage, Abortion, Alcoholism, Epic Divorce.
Why It Sinks: Arranged Marriage, Abortion, Alcoholism, Epic Divorce.
3. Two-For-One
Alister/Rose/Blake
Why It Sets Sail: Because Alister got ripped off big time in canon by getting one half of a spouse for full price. Also for how fucking funny it was when he had to mediate an argument between Blake and Rose while poor Crone Mara's forest was burning down.
Why It Sinks: Because I don't see how it could possibly work once it stops being funny. Also like Alister is a child bride or whatever.
2. Puppy Love (sorry)
Johannes/Faysal
Why It Sets Sail: Because Faysal has a human form. Because Johannes is a sexy wizard. Because Tumblr loves a gay angel. Because there is no bond more intimate than that of a familiar and their practitioner. @ishdaj also just pointed out in the tags on another post that this becomes an Angel x Devil ship when the Barber possesses Johannes which is even spicier than normal Johannes/Faysal!
Why It Sinks: Something about betrayal and fucky familiar/practitioner power dynamics. And because people would draw dog ears on Faysal or worse and I'm not strong enough to deal with that.
1. RIP Rusty
Blake/Rose
Why It Sets Sail: T4T self-love and recognition. Shared mourning over the person you once were. And also seeing the things you hate most in yourself reflected back at you.
Why It Sinks: Clone fucking and selfcest are a discourse minefield. And because there's no way it doesn't end with one of them (Rose) cannibalizing the other. But idk if you're a real freak then I guess the self-cannibalization is a selling point!
#pact#pact spoilers#pact web serial#sorry to all the femslash ships I am a femslash warrior but i will have to save those for another post. and that's what worm is for anyway#i WILL NOT DRAW IRONIC YAOIBAIT FAYSALHANNES I WILL NOT DRAW IT#<- affirmations i tell myself when i'm drinking at home on a saturday night
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wish that i could clarify that my username is not in fact referring to blake (the protagonist of pact) but in blake (which i have chosen to headcanon as the chosen name of the original thorburn heir specifically so as not to spoil the multiple people currently doing livereads). however that would defeat the whole point of having this username in the first place so i will just have to be content with looking like i have an entirely different headcanon than i do
#pact spoilers#also i've got... kinda complicated opinions about exactly how rose and blake relate to the original's gender#i don't see it as 'rose is the female side blake's the male side'#barbatorem gave each of them traits and those traits include gender#but blake's gender doesn't mean the original's masculinity was tied into constant action being a 'warrior' or yknow misogyny#any more than the original's femininity was tied into bogeyman summoning or scheming#(affectionate)#also doesn't necessarily make the original a misogynist given that blake's like 50% spirits *at minimum*#and spirits are in tune with established social norms (especially ones which line up with their goal of Be In Charge Act Immediately Run)#which to be clear in no way excuses blake's actions AT ALL#that's absolutely NOT what i am trying to say here#just that the original wasn't necessarily Like That
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When you and your political rival form a pact <3
#fire emblem warriors 3 hopes#few3h spoilers#fire emblem warriors three hopes spoilers#fire emblem warriors 3 hopes spoilers#listen im trying to cover all my bases#spoilers for fire emblem warriors 3 hopes#spoilers for few3h#edelclaude#edelgard von hresvelg#claude von riegan#khalid#omg they formed a pact#might rb with a little like step by step sort of gif#but anyway#i woke up one morning and could only thing of them#my edit
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Meanwhile in tankie clownland
Stalin should have completely occupied Finland, killed half the Finnish population and replaced them with Russians, which would have been totally anti-imperialist and anti-colonialist….
#finland#winter war#history#ussr#soviet union#molotov-ribbentrop pact#stalin#tankie#tankie clownland#second world war#world war 2#useful idiot#keyboard warrior#ignorance is strength
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4: Off the Hook
A reflection on promises kept, after the portal to the Thirteenth is destroyed.
The sound of the ocean swell and the hum of alchemical equipment were the only sounds to be heard near the Great Work. Ar’telan, stood out on the beach away from the alchemists at work, considered it a pleasant change from the background roar of the Final Days, or the horrible hum that had beset his ears before they had destroyed the Tower of Zot.
He came out here fairly often, these days. There was a market for some of the fish that were found where the ocean really set in, fish that would be hard to catch without the Kojin’s blessing, and the island itself was the closest place he had to his old home. Not just the climate, warm and welcoming, but Vrtra sitting as mediator. It was a far cry from Eorzea, bereft of draconic influence save for the wound of Ishgard that was still barely healed, and he knew that his people trusted Thavnair. He wondered if they knew why, if Vrtra’s presence had been a secret even from those of Tiamat’s brood, but dwelling on it for too long only made him miss his home all the more.
So often are you beset by longing.
Ar’telan sighed. He did not often hold the Reaper’s scythe, but the bond in his head resonated all the same, despite its freshness. Rubicante was a far more chatty tenant than Lily or his carbuncle had proven to be.
A similarity we share, he signed, though he knew he had but to think it for his words to carry to the voidsent. He felt uneasy in it, in even holding a pact like the lemures did when Zero was still so raw from the chains of her own binding. She had not said anything, not yet. He had not mentioned it, but she had to know, he thought.
I had not expected to see it in a mortal creature.
Ar’telan had not asked him about Azdaja, though surely the Archfiend knew more of her than any of Vrtra’s rescue party did. They had achieved their strength through her aether, and Ar’telan could feel the traces of the draconic in every void-infused swing of his blade. Did she sleep? Did she suffer? Had her timeless nature infused any of those strange immortals-but-not, trapped in their endless cycle of death and rebirth?
Did she, too, miss home?
I get that a lot, Ar’telan replied. The broad strokes of his feelings were likely felt through their bond, as he felt the edges of Rubicante’s most fervent emotions, but they still had the most of their secrets. He had considered asking Drusilla if this was normal, but thought he already knew the answer. Zero had been all but subsumed by Zenos while in his ‘service’, and while Drusilla’s Avatar had sacrificed itself to save her, none of the other lemures had spoken much of knowing their voidsent.
Ar’telan was in many ways a walking sin, these days.
It is strange to me, how deeply you care. For a people not your own, and a pain you have no cause to bear. I saw the strength of your convictions, but not the depth of them, on the mount.
Ar’telan shrugged at that, sinking down into a sitting position on the warm sand. His tail carved an arc through the loose grains, and in the distance the Valras shuffled and bellowed. He remembered helping a little boy escort a nanka to the water, before everything had turned to fire and brimstone. He hoped the boy had survived it all.
Someone must care. And if I have been given the power to change things, it might as well be me.
Lily alighted upon his head with a glimmer of aether, making his ears twitch in response to her flickering wings.
And when you are too tired to fight, and it is brought to your doorstep regardless?
The pain in Rubicante’s voice was raw, despite how long ago the Flood had consumed his home. Had time truly had meaning, in that dark-steeped abyss? Had they known for how long they had stayed mired in the hubris of so few, that had damned so many?
Ar’telan wondered if it was better to be damned or to be subsumed, when no solution beckoned on the horizon.
I will answer until I no longer can, he said. So many times he had been asked when he hadn’t the strength to answer, and it wore heavy on the soul. But he had sworn, long ago, before the reasons behind it all had been made clear, that he would bear it. If only to save the one who would have to bear it after him even a moment of the pain.
I am glad that, when the moment comes, it will not continue regardless.
A funny way to say you’re happy I can die, Ar’telan replied, a small smile tugging at the edge of his face.
It comes for both of us, now.
I suppose it does, Ar’telan agreed, casting his eyes out over the sea. The sun was tilting towards the horizon, but there were many more hours in the day left yet. A strange gift for me to promise your people, too. A fitting payment for what your kind did to mine, once.
A moment of silence met the proclamation. Of course Rubicante had been alive, or what passed for it, during Allag’s war on Meracydia, but if he recalled it - if he had even been involved - was impossible to say. He had not even been Rubicante, Archfiend of Fire, then. Azdaja had flown against the voidsent horde until the very final moment, before the quakes had torn Allag’s power from the land and swallowed the armies that fought tooth and nail for the land they stood on. Meracydia’s dragons still sang of it, every note tinged with mourning. The Calamity had not discriminated, after all.
We shall see if it is your side that keeps their promise yet, mortal.
I can still answer. We shall. A half of it lingered unsaid in the back of his mind - that if they restored the Void, or at least provided some measure of relief to even a part of it, that Rubicante would be free. His people would no longer be trapped in a cycle of torment, and his self-imposed duty would be done. But the world would ask more of Ar’telan - if nothing else had stuck through the Final Days, that had made itself so painfully clear. He would not keep Rubicante on a leash the way that Zenos had thought to use Zero. Would the Archfiend want to continue to lend his strength, fragile though their temporary alliance was?
One lapse in judgement, and Rubicante had sworn to his nature, after all. And Ar’telan would be just another voidsent puppet. It was the nature of the dance.
He would ask when the day came, when they could stand witness to their success, and not a moment before.
The proof of it is yet to be seen. For either of our sides.
With that, at least, he could hardly argue.
#feels weird that the first thing I write about this ISN'T the part where he actually makes the pact#but whatever we ball#ffxivwrite2023#warrior of light (solo story)#ff14#yes I took the cool screenshot on the lawn of my house don't @ me#6.4 spoilers
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Got little carried away... ^^; Just wanted to create Vivs as different professions.
From top left to right: Warrior, Guardian, Revenant, Ranger, Thief, Engineer, Necromancer, Elementalist and Mesmer. They will all end up looking like Vivs looks now, except the skin.
The Warrior is hot headed. The Guardian more of a goody goody. Revenant is more silent. Ranger is a tree hugger. Thief is more bloodthirsty. Engineer is more serious with dry sense of humor. Ele is even more energized. And Mesmer is more to appearances. They all seem to be cursed with being almost as perverted as the Necromancer. We all know Necromancer’s past, but how did the others’ skills turn against them?
Well, Warrior’s problem, the adrenaline if doesn’t get let out the usual way affects Vivs in arousal way. The love potion messed that up.
Guardian’s healing abilities affect people in arousal way, even himself. The love potion makes it tickle people from the wrong/right areas... Depends who you ask.
Revenant is stuck with a lover demon legend. They just are too powerful to let go.
Ranger has a natural personal scent, that works also as aphrodisiac. The love potion together with rare flower ointment created that.
Thief loves pain and suffering.
Engineer has luck in his side of always somehow coming to situations that either make people uncomfortable or turn them on. He made sure that his luck is the best, and that mixed with love potion...
Elementals are in love with him and try to mate with him when they see him. Again, the love potion.
Mesmer has a high libido, and he doesn’t hesitate to use his skills to get what he wants.
XB Now, think if these other world Vividatts suddenly appeared in Necromancer’s world. Taimi would have fun... XP
Sorry. ^^;
#Guild Wars 2#GW2#The Commander of the Pact#The Pact Commander#Asura#OC#Own Character#Profession#Warrior#Guardian#Revenant#Ranger#Thief#Engineer#Necromancer#Elementalist#Mesmer
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Me,l iterally an hour after hitting lvl80 on Iylldan, having not even fully trained his elite spec yet: What, if I made Damianos and manually levelled him 🤔
#apollo talks#my poor gravetender was supposed to be ready for cantha#and i'm already like ooo priest of balthazar pact warmaster :>#to be fair Damianos and my Lyssa Priest Elvire have been knocking around in my head for years now but sdfghj#and I /do/ only have one warrior so
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no art today i just want everyone to know me and my homegirls finally tried fortnite and we look really cute
we drove around blasting tiktok music and torturing people to death. i don't know the first thing about batman but i think these three would do just that
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yugioh darlings. how do we feel about bakura being a reincarnated thief (who stole from tombs) and he is interested in the occult, likely including seances and necromancy. how are we feeling about rpg au necromancer bakura
#there could be a whole adventuring party of just bakuras#a necromancer a rogue and idk what yami bakura would be#im a fake gamer i dont know that many dnd classes#im kinda leaning sorceror but i still feel like he should be able to stab people#wait given the zork situation would he be a warlock?#that or like. a fucked up paladin in that his justified moral outrage was twisted into something else by an evil god#do we have fucked up paladins? i think we oughta#so much of my rpg knowledge is from fire emblem but daggers only exist in fates#and none of the dagger classes really fit him#i know we have the canon rpg arc but. still.#plus the part where he became the change of heart#nothing can convince me that bakura is a white mage slash healer#i can accept necromancer or dark mage that also knows some healing spells but like the kinda fucked type#fantasy jonouchi who is obviously a warrior of some sort starts being more careful in battle when he realizes bakuras idea of healing is#making a temporary pact with a demon so they heal his allies. or communing with slash resurrecting a dead cleric
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// he looks like a paladin and i think that's so funny
#i think people are very confused when they see him#he looks like a warrior#but when he uses divine magic they think could be a pally because he doesn't carry any holy symbols#i don't think anyone EVER thinks of him as a cleric first unless he talks about his deity... which rarely happens#and he doesn't feel particularly divine#he's... definitely not a druid either#but he CAN heal??? weird#i think if you roll low enough arcana or insight you can guess he's entered a pact with someone#but people can absolutely feel him exude raw elemental magic so he?? could??? be a sorcerer??? though he doesn't look like one either#;visage
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Can you draw Remote as a warrior cat (Remote would be a black and red Siamese Cat)
not really a siamese because siamese cats cant come in dark enough colors for remote, but she IS a colorpoint so i hope that helps
#dont look at me for genetically accurate cats i try my best and then give up#dont let genetics hold yall back get crazy with your cats yall#oh btw we are now like 3/7 characters in death pact when i finish all 7 i'll make a big drawing for them#miles answers#miles' art#bfdi#bfb#tpot#remote bfdi#warriors#warrior cats#warriors au#ravenstalk (remote)
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re: your superhero au, maybe to make it more comic booky, complete the vibes, lilith genuinely dies and is dead for a good few months, but then ava does something mundane and/or goofy like punching a completely unrellated villain too hard that unwittingly brings lilith back to life as a ripple effect (i’m referencing superboy prime punching the wall of reality which brings jason todd back to life) lmao 😭
(Also the angst potential of lilith being dead dead for a lot longer than a week like in canon, is so 👀, and so is the comedy of the whiplash in tone of going from that to ava accidentally bringing lilith back as the ripple of effect of something completely unrelated but i digress )
Ok lmao, you're right, can definitely go full comic book mode and come up with increasingly contrived ways to bring these characters back whenever they die.
Give the rest of the team just enough time to think Lilith is really gone and start to get over their grief, and then suddenly she's just standing in the middle of their headquarters like uhhhhhhhh. Bonus points if some kind of afterlife is real and Lilith was having an entire side-story to herself until she's abruptly thrown back into reality.
Do the same with Ava when she "goes through the Portal" from some divinium wounds.
#warrior nun#superheroes au#let bea make a pact with some eldritch entity i make up on the spot#who then becomes a critical and beloved character in the expnaded lore
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In regards to the poll about MMO player characters, I argue this: the Pact Commander could do the Warrior of Light’s job and vice versa, but the Warrior of Light absolutely could not handle the toxic bacon hero point and would have to get resurrected by Hydaelyn until they either admit defeat or someone happens by with a Jackal. In this essay I will
#the WoW champion was Just A Dude last time I played WoW so I can't comment on that but#i fully believe the warrior of light is nothing without hydaelyn#meanwhile the pact commander was killing godlike forces of nature long before aurene reached her full potential#i have Feelings#otherwise tho i think they should have lunch and chat about how fucked up their lives are#that's way more fun
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