SLAUGHTERESS,

yes, sir, no, sir—  rip and cut your throat, sir.

[orined]

come to me, father. set my flesh to your unholy purpose.

low activity portrayal of orin the red from baldur's gate 3. written by morgi. more info under the cut.

temp rules (not really): be normal. tumblr isn't my no. 1 priority— activity is classified as [s]low. discord is available to mutuals upon request. plot-heavy but also very meme-centric as well! dupe friendly. i'm morgi, 22, any prns, lesbian, and autistic. orin antis stay away from me cause i love her too much to cope with hate. dash icon art credit :P

blogroll: @baldursgay2 ( bg3 multi ), @bhaaliure ( durge ), @shdowheart ( shadowheart )

i have a main verse on this blog that follows the overarching plot of bg3, but i also have an alt verse that is rather than durge being betrayed by orin, it's a role reversal—— orin is betrayed, the first infected with a tadpole, and is the one on the nautiloid instead.

[orined]

thread when where the party has been traveling the whole time with tav/durge, only for orin to reveal in act 3 that she's had tav/durge the whole time <3

[orined]

@anquenin : starter call

in the underbelly of baldur's gate, bhaal's lair resides. her haven. the air remains thick with the scent of damp stone and the faint echoes of distant cries. here, amidst the labyrinthine tunnels and forgotten sewers, she had orchestrated her latest act of blood-soaked artistry. (because, yes, even murder can be an art.) a body as a canvas, blood as the paint. the visual almost makes orin's grin on the spot. astarion, the pale and striking vampire spawn, lay bound and unconscious on a stone table. his alabaster skin marred by fresh cuts from her bloodthirst dagger, his once immaculate clothing now torn and stained with his own blood. crouching beside him, orin's red lips curl into a predatory smile as she traces a finger along one of the wounds, watching the crimson trail it leaves along his flesh. the room, a grotesque gallery, adorned with the trophies of hers and bhaal's past victims. (and the other bhaalspawn, but they weren't a problem anymore. she'd made sure of that.) in this sinister sanctuary, she feels alive— her heart pounding from the thrill of her latest conquest. though astarion had been a challenging prey, his cunning and agility nearly matching her own, she had managed. and now, he was hers. a captive audience to her darkest desires.

or, at least until boredom grew.

watching as the spawn begins to stir awake, the changeling's smile widened. she leans, breath hot against his ear. "wakey wakey, little vampire." voice dripping with malice and delight, a bark of laughter echoes throughout the chamber. "let's see how long you can entertain me before i grow tired."

[orined]

i itch to peel you, to split your skin, to see your skull shine in the light, little tyrant. — independent and low activity portrayal of orin the red from baldur's gate 3, brought to life by morgi.

[marogarreh]

BALDUR'S GATE III ▴ 18/--

[orined]

i am clearly logged on here so if anyone wants a starter or smth, hallo

[charlenestrawart-deactivated202]

I’m finallllly doneeeeeeee!!!! Ily Orin, but damn were you a struggle!! Hope you like her though, just don’t look too closely at the headpiece. I hate headpieces XD

[orined]

orin core

[memestockpile]

godzilla minus one (2023) feel free to change as needed.

i am greatly in your debt.

you haven't lost your touch.

we're screwed.

you have the nerve to show your face?

it's your fault for sitting out in the open.

i bet you're hungry.

do i look like i'd have a husband?

you're in no state to care for a baby.

why do you dress like a vagrant?

you've got to survive somehow.

it's a bit late to play the hero.

count me out. i'm through caring.

what a nuisance, i swear.

i forbid you to die!

not fond of that nickname.

you're still green, so "kid" it is.

you better not mean that.

another bad dream?

nice place you built here.

wow, that's a beautiful story.

i'm not your father.

fate has brought us together as a family.

i got a desk job.

it's time i stood on my own two feet.

at this rate, you'll never find a wife.

no shark or whale could do that.

just admit you have no clue.

this country never changes.

don't push yourself too hard.

i can't sleep sometimes.

now, kid!

you're finally awake.

it's got nothing to do with you.

if you're carrying some burden, i wish you'd share it with me.

whatever happens next, i know i must survive.

they beckon to me in my dreams every night.

what if i'm really dead already?

taste it for me.

i'd like to try to live again.

is that what i think it is?

we pull together, that's what.

did you have any idea [name] was such a bigwig?

hear me out, please.

why are we always the ones drawing the short straw?

you don't instill confidence.

i'll take that risk.

my war isn't over yet.

any other leads?

i needed to find you.

it's swelling up like a grapefruit.

this next battle is not one waged to the death, but a battle to live for the future.

you're not going.

i can be useful.

not having been to war is something to be proud of.

why do you look sad? what's wrong?

it'll be all right. i'm not leaving you.

don't do anything rash!

atta boy.

persistent bugger.

kid, is that you?

i gotta admit i'm glad to see you.

[orined]

orin is my rendition of brutus by the buttress

[songsomi]

Baldur's Gate 3 - Orin the Red + Details