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#AVERNUSFURIES — AND YOUR HEART'S STILL BEATING.

An independent & multiverse KARLACH CLIFFGATE of Larian's Baldur's Gate III. High activity, canon compliant & multiverse. Due to the nature of content that will be written & the content within game canon itself, this blog is strictly 21+.

a lazy study in—anger born of worry, being totally awesome but impractical, the bruiser with the soft center, touch starvation & falling in love with life all over again.

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#PINNED.#HANNAH. 30. IRISH.

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THIS BLOG HAS MOVED TO @avernusfuries.

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THIS BLOG HAS MOVED TO @avernusfuries.

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@avernusfuries <- it's empty, but I will fill it tomorrow. :)

#q.

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@avernusfuries <- it's empty, but I will fill it tomorrow. :)

#still in baby blog jail but ya know ^

@avernusfuries <- it's empty, but I will fill it tomorrow. :)

#mobile.#for now i bed.

Tomorrow, I am gonna work on a revamp of the blog just to tidy everything up so I don't feel as overwhelmed ;-;

#gnutty for gnomes. — [ out of character. ]

bhaal1st

" Indeed we do, my fiery friend. " She always felt better after a good, successful fight. The afterglow of the sparks of magic running through her body and the loss of that harrowing shakiness which tended to befall her hands whenever too much time passed between their bloody confrontations allowed a welcomed CALMNESS to fall over her at last. She only hoped she could enjoy it for a while.

She laughed at Karlach's suggestion. " Now that would be the dream, wouldn't it? To simply travel and fight and drink. Oh you know I fear we would get sick of each other eventually. Perhaps we ought to test our ability to endure one another out BEFORE dreaming of such joined travels. " The tiefling certainly managed to stump her again and again with her openess in contrast with her willingness to fight. Wren could not get a read on her even now.

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Friend. The word was warming and honey-sweet. Last time she'd had a friend, a real friend, it had been before the whole mess in Avernus where the closest thing she'd had was Flo. That was someone you had to be on your guard with as most devils could not be trusted, as every gift of a soul coin that had been brought to her had always come at a price. As the fires of war passed, Karlach felt a sense of calm wash over her. Almost like a shiver, or the smouldering embers left after the inferno of a campfire, complete with the lingering smell of soot and cinder, though it was tinged with a slight note of sulphur. That was, slowly but surely, lessening. She didn't want to ask. Not really.

Nose blindness was a motherfucker of a thing.

The tiefling waved away the worries with a large hand and, with a powerful roll of her shoulders and a quick hop from one foot to the other, fully turned to look at Wren. "I could never get sick of you, solider. trust me, if that were an option, you'd know about it by not." Not to mention that pesky part of her that struggled to truly hide her vitriol now that she could show it in the open. "Besides, we've got a long road ahead of us to figure out if we can stick being travelling buddies."

#bhaal1st #fuck yes — now I just need something to sink my teeth into. — [ in character. ]#avernus was never my home. it was my prison. i'm free now & i'm never going back. — [ v: act i. ]#q.

karlach vc:

#goodnight

if you don't think karlach would love fergilicious you are absolutely incorrect

she even has a dance she does to it

#gnutty for gnomes. — [ out of character. ]#mobile #be here soonish

Bleps.

Bleps right back.

#mobile.#aaaaaaaaaaaaa.#B)

I... am holding onto a bunch of stuff until I can sufficiently stuff the queue & give me a proper chance to catch up B)!

#gnutty for gnomes. — [ out of character. ]#So I wont end up with a bunch of replies at once and be right back where I started #eeeeeeeeeeasy

slytherinnpride

I have two moods:

#I feel like a rothé in a tea shop! — [ inspirations. ]#bargaining lasts for only a few moments #then the babie rage takes over #pictured a few seconds later: one giant tief boot stuck in the door #'GORTASH COME GET YOUR ER.. ( - gale. what's the word. / -comeuppance.) COME GET YOUR COMEUPPANCE

loukhoart

Hi ! Love this girl so much, drawing her is so cool and relaxing ^^ Hope you'll enjoy it, guys !

#the fire's lasting a little longer than it should. how do I look? — [ mirror. ]#q.

drkroots

"I don't think lowkey really works much these days, especially in this city." But then with everyone and their dogs having mobile phones and almost permanent internet connection, it was very much a world war kind of thing now, so Tomas would at least like to try and take pleasure in what little moments he could. "All about me?" Brow rose, wolf unable to not take note of how her heart rate changed just slightly, though he had no intention of mentioning that to her. "All good, I hope. For me and our men."

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Karlach spent a second attempting to wrestle her foot out of her mouth, and she found that the embarrassment was somewhat short-lived. "You think it would be the opposite. All those people, a little too much business to be minding. You know how it works." Not too much differently from her home city, which, despite having moved to get out of some shady shit she'd been involved in very, very briefly, she still longed for. "Nah, told them all your worst bits so they can be pleasantly surprised when they meet you all."

#drkroots #fuck yes — now I just need something to sink my teeth into. — [ in character. ]#all I have is my fire. — [ v: modern. ]#I think she needs a bigger shovel #ya know bigger hole #q.

"Wife," with pointed aggression and emphasis.

Karlach, in her youth, might've balked at the notion of being a married woman. She remembered the days where she had clambered onto tables, half-soaked and declaring that her freedom would last right into the old age. She'd been filled with so much bravado back then, bolstered wonderfully by the size of her and the devil of a habit of getting back up again if she had been knocked on her arse. Avernus had been quick to choke that out of her and, once she'd gotten used to the near-constant fighting for her life, her mind wandered to the endless possibilities that could've been had she not been sold to Zariel.

The word wife warmed her. Settled comfortably in the pit of her stomach like a warm drink on a cold day, and spread until it felt as though every inch of her tingled with the joy of it. This feeling was unlike anything she had ever felt, and if she could she would gladly wrap herself up in it and life in it.

"Wife," Karlach beamed, and she did not bother trying to hide the giddiness in her tone. "You know, once we hit the city, we could make that official. The wife part, I mean. We're about as official as it gets."

#lunarrepel #fuck yes — now I just need something to sink my teeth into. — [ in character. ]#i'll mete out the best ones. bit by bit. so you always have a reason to keep me around. — [ answered. ]#q.