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"   𝐈 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐍, 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃:   look   at   your   hands.   "   /   blessed   by   𝒍𝒚𝒏,   she/her,   𝟐𝟑.   est.   in   𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒.   minors   and   those   under   21,   do   not   follow   or   interact   with   this   blog   as   it   features   content   such   as   sexual   themes,   violence   and   potentially   graphic   depictions   and   delineation   of   death, + things of that nature.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒. 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒. 𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐒. ____________________________________________________

𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 — jezri, minthara, rikke.

𝐏-𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍:   is   a   personal   portrayal   of   an   original   d&d   character,   based   primarily   in   the   happenings   of   the   forgotten   realms   and   baldur's   gate   3.   this   blog   practices   moderate   selectivity   and   mutual   exclusivity,   multiple   verses   and   multishipping,   too:   know   that   dram is   not   vital   to   the   progression   of   the   game's   main   plotline,   and   is   drawn   primarily   as   a   companion   to   the   companions,   and/or   to   your  individual example   of   tav.

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in the process of relocating blogs! if you want to interact further with dram'szin, catch him here: @p-aladin.

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in the process of relocating blogs! if you want to interact further with dram'szin, catch him here: @p-aladin.

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in the process of relocating blogs! if you want to interact further with dram'szin, catch him here: @p-aladin.

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As   he   grasped   under   her   chin   to   check   the   sides   of   her   face,   the   moonlight   illuminates   her   beautifully.   “I   am   not   even   near   proud,”   Rikke   would   say   with   a   very   small   shake   of   her   head.   She   had   a   short   temper,   and   this   certain   situation   was   something   she   got   angry   about   quite   often.   Light   blue   eyes   gaze   softly   up   to   his   and   she   sighed,   “He   told   me   I   was   small.   Called   me   ‘   little   ’.   Being   called   little   in   an   endearing   way   is   nice.   But   he   challenged   me.   ‘   A   lady   like   you   could   not   handle   a   man    as   strong   as   me!   ’   ”   she   would   imitate   him.   “No   one   challenges   me   …   no   one   tells   me   that   my   strengths   are   nothing.   Yes   I   am   a   lady,   but   I   can   beat   an   army   of   men   with   a   butter knife."

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dram'szin   settles   into   a comfortable   state   of   listening,   and his   companion's   promises   and   a   smidgen   more   of   gloating spur   his intermittent smiles.   during one or two, he shows   teeth,   but   he   says   nothing   yet.   he   bears   her   gaze   and   releases   her   from   his   custody,   then   steeples   his   fingers   somewhere   just   above   his   knees.   "   where   i'm   from...   is   matriarchal.   despite   where   i   fall   on   the   board,   i   feel   safer   knowing   the   blade   that   defends   me   is   that   of   a   woman's.   "   dram'szin's   hand   inches   closer   to   hers.   she   looks   brave,   battleborn,   if   not   foolish:   broken   nose   and   purply-blue bruises   considered. "   you   are   the   strongest   of   them   all,   dragonborn.   i   will   fight   at   your   side. "

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* closed — @bhaalborn asked: / ____________________________________________________

❛ i kinda hoped you would just ignore it. ❜

"   it's true that i   cannot   carry   a   tune   in   a   waterbucket,   " that's what he's been told, anyway—   dram'szin's   motioning   finger   emphasizes   this   statement   and   he   jabs,   "   but   i   can   tell   when   you   drop   a   note.   "   from   a   respectable   distance,   he   inspects   ulysses'   flute.   what   an   intriguing   instrument.   "   can, or— do   you   play   any   flute...   or only   that   one?   "

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wondering if auntie ethel would call dram "underscum" or "abomination"...

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i have this vision in my head of jezri holding a young dram's face in her hands and she's like... "gods, you look just her"—i'm exploring how dram feels about his mother. he knows his father was sentenced to death, doesn't know jezri was behind it, though. i think they don't talk about it a lot, because jezri keeps most of it under lock and key for what she says is the better good. she probably tells him it's too painful to discuss, and would only burden him if he knows more. he's much older now, so i'm sure a lot more has come out since he was young, but pieces regarding his mother are still missing to him. he doesn't get the full story.

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gonna do more drafts tomorrow. it's time to lurk until sleep steals me away 😪

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* closed — @asangel asked: / ____________________________________________________

❛ i don't wanna lie to you. ❜

anticipation   swells   in   his   gut,   shows   on   his   face.   he   worries   his   hands   together   and   then   steadies   by   toying   with   a   stray   chain   attached   to   his   hammer.   he   looks   to   his   companion,   then   back   down.  firelight   gleams   in   his   pale   eyes.   "   then,   don't.   say...   what   burdens   your   heart?   "

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* closed — @intothewildsea asked: / ____________________________________________________

❛ i don't wanna talk about it. ❜

"   i   wouldn't   make   you.   "   dram'szin   reminds   her,   and   his   voice   trembles.   kindness   is beautiful   in   him,   but   he   hasn't   quite   grown   into   it   yet.   he   turns   her   hands   over   in   his   and   thumbs   the   burns   in   question   there   across   her   palms,   then   fits   the   long   lengths   of   his   fingers   into   the   slots   between   hers—   it   feels   right   to.   good   to.   he   finds   her   gaze   and   tells   her   with   his   eyes:   with   me,   you   are   safe.

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* closed — @d-ragonborn asked: / ____________________________________________________

❛ i said leave it alone! ❜ ( ANGST )

midsentence,   rikke   tears   the   words   straight   out   of   his   mouth   and   they   plunge   down   in   the   black   death   seething   between   them.   his   back   stiffens   after   a   hard   brace,   his   thumb   grinds   resolutely   into   his   palm.   he   can't   name   it,   but   just   how   loud   rikke   gets   scares   him—   her   voice   is   nothing   if   not   fierce.   her   blood   runs   hot   with   dragonkin;   her   voice   moves   titanium,   rips   skin   from   bone,   beats   foundations   into   the   dirt, but that's not why.   "   careful,   tagnik'zur.   "   he   warns,   but   he   feels   insignificant.

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𝚅𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂 " 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 " 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂!

below is a list of starters from both sides of the conversation , with prompts geared toward scenes involving some sort of confrontation. prompts rage from friendly to not so friendly. please consider following for more prompts and please do not steal!

❛ i can't believe you hid this from me. ❜

❛ that's it. we need to talk about this. right here. right now. ❜

❛ don't see how we can get around talking about this anymore. ❜

❛ you can't just keep avoiding me! ❜

❛ i'm not leaving until we talk about this. ❜

❛ come on just . . . talk to me. ❜

❛ all this time . . . and it was all a lie? ❜

❛ i trusted you. ❜

❛ did you think i wasn't going to notice? ❜

❛ start talking. now. ❜

❛ when are you going to stop lying to me? ❜

❛ i just wanna talk. ❜

❛ can we talk about this? please? ❜

❛ i came to talk this out. ❜

❛ you and i can work this thing out. ❜

❛ enough lies. tell me the truth! ❜

❛ i just wanna know what happened. ❜

❛ you can tell me. ❜

❛ just . . . start from the beginning. ❜

❛ are we gonna talk about this like grownups? ❜

❛ can you just be an adult about this for once?! ❜

❛ i didn't think it was gonna be so hard to talk about it. ❜

❛ i don't wanna talk about it. ❜

❛ i said leave it alone! ❜

❛ it's not that simple. ❜

❛ can we just . . . not talk about this right now? ❜

❛ i didn't want to see you get hurt. ❜

❛ okay fine. you wanna talk about it? here it is , ❜

❛ i kinda hoped you would just ignore it. ❜

❛ okay , fine just . . promise you won't get mad. ❜

❛ i don't wanna lie to you. ❜

❛ i wish it were that simple. ❜

❛ we passed the talking stage a long time ago. ❜

❛ the truth is more painful. ❜

❛ the beginnings , still a little hazy. ❜

❛ stop saying i'm not taking this seriously! ❜

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“I always knew the house was on fire. It was one of the first things I knew.”

— Alice Notley, In the Pines

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gently kicks him in the shin

...underwhelmingly feigns death.

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i've gone full feral i need plots TONIGHT

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a   masterpost   of   available   and   wanted   plots.   most   are   flexible   and   up   for   negotiation,   to   better   accommodate   your   character.   if   any   of   them   proceed   to   intrigue   you   or   seem   fitting   to   you   for   our   characters,   dm   me   about   them   with   specifics   or   details   you'd   like   to   add,   take   away,   or   otherwise   manipulate.   under   heavy   construction.

...   the   rival.   in   menzoberranzan,   dram'szin   was   early   met   with   a   worthy   opponent   up   to   par   with   him:   someone   as   unstinting   as   he,   if   not   more   so.   dram'szin   was   deemed   their   superior   due   only   to   the   favoritism   jezri   helvi'ett   shone   onto   him   among   all   others   of   her   house's   warriors,   and   though   dram'szin   was   fit   for   captain,   he   was   not   destined   for   it—   jealousy   and   bitterness   consumed   this rival of his   for   years,   but   together, they   were   undeniably   an unconquerable duo   on   the   battlefield.   when   dram'szin's   efforts   finally began to   appeal   to   his   rival   and yield results,   word   of   the   high   priestess's   betrayal   had   already   spread,   and   dram'szin   was making  haste   for   his   departure.   cutting him off, they  angrily confronted him and the event   rose   to   a   violent   crescendo, leaving   the   two   of   them   bloodied.   dram'szin   escaped after a few words,   and   hasn't seen them since. your   character,   the   rival,   would   be   on   the   surface   by   now   either   hunting   dram'szin   for   bounty,   or   under   the   pretense   of   doing   so.   how   your   character   feels   about   him   now   would   be   up   to   you   as   the   writer   entirely.

... more tba.