HOPEDFLIGHT IS NOW AN ARCHIVE.

THIS BLOG IS NOW ARCHIVED. PLEASE FIND THE UPDATED ALEANDERS OVER AT @HOPEDFLIGHT.

[hopedflightarc]

moving, changing, & rearranging!

hello! i have decided that for my interests in what i want to explore with fely'ene & rhylzen, i am shifting them both to a new blog ( @hopedflight ), and archiving this one!

their main verse will also be shifting & i am making them both fandomless, rather than directly tied to dnd / bg3. they will still both have their verses for those over on the blog, and i will gladly still write things in those verses, but their main verse will be shifting to an urban / modern fantasy based one, with some fun lore.

i will be leaving this blog up as an archive and doing new threads over at @hopedflight!

thank you so much for all the support you all have given me & my kids and i can't wait to see you over there! :)

[hopedflight]

i was told that i was vital in the plan to save my life,

#HOPEDFLIGHT. ind priv. dual muse for two fandomless original urban fantasy based muses. cards read by bee. re-est dec 2024. various verses including d&d / bg3 available.

so i promised mine in hopes i'd be the one holding the knife.

[hopedflightarc]

moving, changing, & rearranging!

hello! i have decided that for my interests in what i want to explore with fely'ene & rhylzen, i am shifting them both to a new blog ( @hopedflight ), and archiving this one!

their main verse will also be shifting & i am making them both fandomless, rather than directly tied to dnd / bg3. they will still both have their verses for those over on the blog, and i will gladly still write things in those verses, but their main verse will be shifting to an urban / modern fantasy based one, with some fun lore.

i will be leaving this blog up as an archive and doing new threads over at @hopedflight!

thank you so much for all the support you all have given me & my kids and i can't wait to see you over there! :)

[as-i-watch]

It dont matter how stealthy the mission, you always take the chance to take the piss out of your sibling

[hopedflightarc]

fely'ene's lips pull into a frown. ameridan was right. she didn't want to admit it, because she needed to have the hope that maybe there was some good left in this land, but she knew he was right. she didn't want hin to be right, she wanted to find them. to tellc4hem she was sorry they failed them. she wanted to make sure they were okay.

"i..." she stops to consider it and she suddenly feels the bone weariness and exhaustion of their travel so far. "...a small rest." she agreed. she could handle a small fight, but nothing larger. not the potential fight with a group of absolute cultists.

[skyheld]

"We'll make it short", he agreed, though admittedly he was tired too. There was something about these shadows that felt heavy, like it was weighing both his body and his soul. It would be tempting to push on towards the light, but not wise. And the ambush wasn't so recent that the tieflings would have just arrived at that place under the silvery dome. Whether safe or in danger, they had already been there for a while.

"Let's set out some torches in a circle so we can move freely between them. At least two should keep watch-" He cut himself off, looking at Fely'ene with an apologetic smile. "Well, that's my suggestion. You're the leader."

[hopedflightarc]

fely'ene would rather not be the leader. she would rather be anything but the one tasked with making final decisions. "torches and watch seems a good plan. stay within the lights." she nods, giving a grateful smile in return.

she casts her light cantrip on a rock at the center of their resting space, allowing the light to radiate out from that point. with the placement of the torches around the outside, the whole area was lit. her eyes flicker back to the dome once more, then up at the sky. she murmurs a soft prayer to eilistraee, chewing on her nails, eyes flicking the borders of the space. "i can take watch." at least that way she could feel like she was doing something. she is exhausted and her feet hurt, but she can't pause. not yet.

[lordasmodei-deactivated20241231]

What a simple but noble job that is. He wonders how his life might have been different if his only job was to look after his friends. It is hard to imagine it because he has burdened since birth with the duty to aid other gods and guide mortals. Red-orange eyes narrow as he studies her, mentally noting her ever evolving posture. She skittered into his throne room like a frightened mouse but now she shifts, trying to become something less fragile, something more akin to a cat than a mouse.

He can see through deceit, that is true. Despite generally having such an ability he doesn't like to rely on it. He has not gotten this far by trusting easily. He always looks over his shoulder, always suspects hidden motives. He has a feeling that she is feeling just as cautious. After all, one wrong move and he could claim her soul forfeit. "A request for a request, an eye for an eye... I am sure we can come to some sort of agreement," he assures her, voice steady yet laced with an odd inflection, an inflection likely caused by curiosity.

The silence is audible, so loud it is almost deafening as she takes a moment to gather herself. Well, not actually just gather herself. He may not be a cleric himself but he knows the spell zone of truth when he sees it. And he feels it too, the magical radiating out with her body being the center point. "You certainly know how to keep a fiend guessing," he remarks, his words sounding suspiciously close to a compliment. "Tell me what you know of the crown of Karsus. I will share what I know in turn. I am confident we can come to an agreement. After all, the last thing either one of us wants is for the crown to fall into the wrong hands."

[hopedflightarc]

fely'ene takes a breath, and begins to tell what she knew: the crown had been in the possession of mephistopheles before it was stolen by mortals, that it was currently split and being used to bind an elder brain, and that a cambion with strong ambitions had been regularly attempting to persuade her and her friends to give it to him once they wrest it from those controlling the brain, with plans that he intends to unite the hells.

"...so you can see why i thought this might be something of interest to you." she concludes, folding her hands in front of her, in an attempt to stop her instinctive fidgeting. "i'd rather he not get his hands on it, obviously, and if you can help my friend, i will make sure that it doesn't end up in his hands. and rather, is returned to it's previous owner, yourself, or whatever and whoever you see fit to handle it."

the unspoken 'otherwise, it could end up in the hands of the fiend who wants to not only take over your spot but dismantle the structure in its entirety' hangs between them as the other option on the table.

[hopedflightarc]

fely'ene & rhylzen = abby & mike (f.na.f movie). no i will not elaborate.

[goldenf8]

Sometimes it is nice to look at a nice view and take a few deep breaths in order to clear your head. Zahari is in desperate need of break. It's been one thing after another. He feels like he's hardly had a chance to breathe as of late. It doesn't help that his most recent mission has potential world ending consequences if he fails to complete it.

It seems he isn't the only one that had a similar idea of resting and clearing their head. With a sheepish smile, he greets Rhylzen with an apology. "My apologies, I did not realize this spot was already taken. Are you open to sharing this beautiful view or should I look for a different spot? No hard feelings either way. You look like you have a lot on your mind."

[hopedflightarc]

"...it's fine." rhylzen mutters, casting his gaze back over the city. it was fine. in truth, zahari is one of the less headache inducing people his sister had decided to join up with (not that merit went to gale or astarion, depending on the day and how much tea he had already been able to consume before they spoke to him). overall zahari was capable, not actively set on some god complex world domination plot, and polite.

aside from just his baseline dislike of most people, rhylzen couldn't find any reason to be selfish with the view. there was plenty of space, after all. he glances over at the bird, who was either expecting more food or permission to go and torment the mice of the city. rhylzen waves the bird off, looking over at zahari once lysander has taken flight.

"so, is this sort of thing normal for someone like you? helping solve major catastrophic world ending problems?"

[hopedflightarc]

"i'm fine." fely'ene murmured, trying to stave off the concern. concern was too close to pity, which was too close to thinking she wasn't capable. she looks down at her hands, casts a quick prestidigitation, and then folds them neatly in her lap. "thank you. i'm sorry if i worried anyone."

she doesn't stand up, even she can tell that would be a bad idea. her head swims, one minute, she had been fine, the next, everything sort of became a blur of pain and daggers as the bhaal assassin took her down. she was really starting to strongly dislike baldur's gate.

"everyone else is okay, right?" she asked, glancing up at him, she still didn't know what to call him. general thorm felt wrong, but ketheric felt to familiar. instead, she had just settled for nothing at all.

continued from here — with @myrkulsapxstle

[valtsv]

just found out i've been abandoned by god which means he's not watching anything i do anymore. you should come over.

[hopedflightarc]

*noises of thought*

[hopedflightarc]

are you fely'ene or rhylzen's type?

[hopedflightarc]

fely'ene moves closer, sitting down next to caspian. she pushes his hands away, firm but not forceful, so she can examine the wound. the glow from her hands is a brief momentary pulse of cool white light -- like moonlight - as she heals the injury.

it was not perfect, but definitely better than it was before. "there. that should hold you over until its time to rest."

continued from here — with @luposcainus

[hopedflightarc]

unlike the first few times ist'aufein had flinched from her, she doesn't take it personally anymore. fely'ene's expression is soft, and gentle.

it had been a long day and they perhaps were overdue a bit of a rest and reprieve. she wipes her hands on her dress as she stands. she watches them, for a just a moment, longer, offering a hand to help ist'aufein up. "do you want some tea?" she asks.

continued from here. — with @speculor

[hopedflightarc]

i was writing but i am now without an arm. (my cat is sleeping on it.)

[harpersoath]

#HARPERSOATH.

please give a like ♡ / reblog ↺ if you are interested in an independent, private, and mutuals only roleplay blog for an original companion set within the baldur's gate 3 universe.

meet NEYVIN SHIELDHEART, a firbolg oath of devotion-turned-redemption paladin and harper, first encountered in the underdark of act 1. their narrative & story focuses on exploring tropes and themes of undying loyalty; being a light in the darkness; survivor's guilt & martyr complexes; praying for peace, but marching to war; love overcoming hatred; and that a nice warm soup fixes almost everything.

if you are interested in this 8'7" of gentle giant paladin, you can check out my carrd here. featuring verses for other dnd & fantasy settings; very crossover & oc friendly. orig est. may '24. revamped sept '24. written by bee (26, cst).

[hopedflightarc]

rhylzen is bisexual and has been with both men and women. he's not immune to flings and one night stands with both.

however, he is extremely unlikely to let a woman be dominant in the bedroom with him unless there is an established relationship and trust built there (for probably understandable reasons).

he is much more willing to switch or negotiate dominance with men, regardless of previous establishment.