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ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀꜱᴛʀᴀʟ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ.

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𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪𓂃 𓈒𓏸‪‪𓂃

𝕄𝕖𝕖𝕥 𝕋𝕒𝕝𝕪𝕤𝕤 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕧𝕪𝕟

⚓︎ ʙɪʀᴛʜ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ~ ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ ᴍᴀʀᴠʏɴ

⚓︎ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇɴ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ~ ᴛʜᴇᴠʀᴇɴ ᴋᴇʟʟ

⚓︎ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ ~ ʀᴇɴ

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⚓︎ ʀᴀᴄᴇ & ꜱᴜʙʀᴀᴄᴇ:

ꜱᴢᴀʀᴋᴀɪ ᴅʀᴏᴡ

⚓︎ ᴀɢᴇ | ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ | ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ | ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ:

~ 37

~ ᴍᴀʟᴇ

~ ʜᴇ/ʜɪᴍ

~ ʙɪ/ᴘᴀɴ

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⚓︎ ᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ | ꜱᴜʙᴄʟᴀꜱꜱ:

~ ʀᴏɢᴜᴇ

~ ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋꜱᴛᴇʀ

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⚓︎ ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ:

ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴘᴏʀᴛꜱ, ɢᴀᴍʙʟɪɴɢ ᴅᴇɴꜱ, ᴀʟʟᴇʏᴡᴀʏꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ-ᴛʜɪᴄᴋ ᴛᴀᴠᴇʀɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴘᴀʟᴇ ᴅʀᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʀꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴀꜱ ɪꜰ ʜᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. ᴀ ꜱᴢᴀʀᴋᴀɪ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʀᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʙɪɴᴏ ᴋɪɴ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴅᴀʀᴋ, ʜɪꜱ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀʟʟɪᴅ ꜱᴋɪɴ ꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇ ᴏꜰ ʙʟᴇꜱꜱɪɴɢꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʟᴏʟᴛʜ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ. ʜɪꜱ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ ᴍᴀʀᴠʏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟᴏɴɢꜱɪᴅᴇ ʜɪꜱ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴠᴇɴᴀʀ, ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʀꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅʀᴏᴡ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʏᴘɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ʙᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴏꜱᴛɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴜꜱᴘɪᴄɪᴏɴ.

ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇᴅ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟɪᴇᴅ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ꜱᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛꜱ ɪɴ ᴘʟᴀɪɴ ꜱɪɢʜᴛ.

ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ꜱᴘɪᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴʙɪᴛᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ.

ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏʀᴘʜᴀɴꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʙᴏɴᴇꜱ. ᴠᴇɴᴀʀ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀʀᴘ ʙʟᴀᴅᴇ, ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴄʀᴜᴇʟᴛʏ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ ʜᴀᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍ. ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀ ᴍᴀʀᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴠᴇɴᴀʀ ꜱʟɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴜʀꜱᴇ… ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ.

ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴜɴꜱᴛᴏᴘᴘᴀʙʟᴇ.

ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄʟɪᴍʙᴇᴅ.

ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪɴ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʀɪꜱᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ.

ᴠᴇɴᴀʀ ʀᴏꜱᴇ Qᴜɪᴄᴋʟʏ, ᴀ ʙʀᴜᴛᴀʟ ᴛᴀᴄᴛɪᴄɪᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱ ᴀꜱ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴜɴᴛɪɴɢ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ. ʜɪꜱ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴜʀꜱᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴀꜱᴛ, ʜɪꜱ ꜱʜɪᴘ ᴀ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ɴᴏ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘɪᴇʀᴄᴇ. ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀ'ꜱ ɢʀɪɴ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ. ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴢᴜʀɪñᴇ.

ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀɢᴏ, ʜᴇʀ ᴄʀᴇᴡ ꜱᴀɴᴋ ᴠᴇɴᴀʀ'ꜱ ᴠᴇꜱꜱᴇʟ ɪɴ ᴀ ʜɪɢʜ-ꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴄʟᴀꜱʜ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴍᴜɢɢʟᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟɪᴄꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀɪɴ'ꜱ ꜱᴀʙᴏᴛᴀɢᴇ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴠᴇɴᴀʀ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴɪɴɢ, ʟᴀꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛ. ᴢᴜʀɪñᴇ'ꜱ ᴍᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴀʟʟᴀᴅ ꜱᴜɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴅᴇᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜᴏʀᴇ ᴇɴꜱᴜʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏɴʟʏ ɪɴ ʙᴏᴅʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ, ʜɪꜱ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅ ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɪɴ'ꜱ ᴇɴᴅ.

ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏꜱꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴋ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʟᴏʏᴀʟᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ. ᴠᴇɴᴀʀ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜɪꜱ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ꜱᴀᴡ ɪɴ ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ'ꜱ ɢʀɪᴇꜰ ᴀɴ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴀ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇꜰᴜꜱᴇ: ɪɴꜰɪʟᴛʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀ'ꜱ ɢʀɪɴ, ʀᴇᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜʟʟʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʟᴇɴꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀɪɴ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛꜱ ᴇᴅɢᴇ.

ᴢᴜʀɪñᴇ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʀɢᴇᴛ; ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɴꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴢᴜʀɪñᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴋɪɴ. ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ, ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ, ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛɴᴇꜱꜱ… ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴅɢᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴋ. ʜᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏʙ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴍʙᴜꜱʜ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴀʀꜰ, ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ ʜᴇꜱɪᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘꜱ ʜᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇᴅ ꜱʜᴇ'ᴅ ꜰɪɢʜᴛ. ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘꜱ ʜᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇᴅ ꜱʜᴇ'ᴅ ʀᴜɴ. ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ, ꜱʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴡʀɪꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ, "ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ."

ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ? ʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ.

ɴᴏᴛ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ, ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇʀ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀɢɢᴇʀᴇᴅ, ᴄʟᴜᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ, ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅɪᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀᴡ, ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ʙᴜᴛ ᴜɴʏɪᴇʟᴅɪɴɢ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ʙʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴀʀᴋ.

ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴀɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏɢ, ᴢᴜʀɪñᴇ ʟᴀʏ ᴄʀᴀᴡʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ ꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ ꜱʜᴀᴋɪɴɢ, ᴋɴɪꜰᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴀɴᴅ, ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴠᴇꜱ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ʜᴇʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ.

ɪᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴘᴏᴇᴛɪᴄ ᴊᴜꜱᴛɪᴄᴇ. ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ, ɪᴛ ʜᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴏᴜᴛ.

ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜʟʟʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʟᴇɴꜱ ɪᴛꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴘ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ɴᴀᴜᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ʀᴇʟɪᴄ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴄᴏᴀꜱᴛᴀʟ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀɴᴀʀ ʀɪꜰᴛꜱ ᴛɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜱᴛʀᴀʟ ꜱᴇᴀ. ɪᴛꜱ ʟᴇᴠᴇʀᴀɢᴇ ᴏꜰꜰᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ꜱᴍᴜɢɢʟɪɴɢ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ: ᴛʀᴀɴꜱᴘᴏʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀʙᴀɴᴅ, ꜱʟᴀᴠᴇꜱ, ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴꜱ, ᴏʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ꜱʜᴏʀᴛᴄᴜᴛꜱ ɪɴᴠɪꜱɪʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀɪᴠᴀʟꜱ. ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴏʟᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɴꜱ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄʜᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴏɴ.

ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɴꜱ ʜᴀᴅ ɪᴛꜱ ᴏᴡɴ ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ, ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ. ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴍ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ. ɪᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ ꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅʏɪɴɢ: ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴏʟᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴄʜᴏ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀɴᴇꜱ, ᴀ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʜᴜᴍᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀ ɪᴛꜱᴇʟꜰ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴇᴀ'ꜱ ɢʀɪɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴀʀᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴘᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇʟɪᴄ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ'ꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ꜱɪɴɢ, ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏꜱᴛ. ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ɪᴛ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ʙʟᴇᴅ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴢᴜʀɪñᴇ'ꜱ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅʏ ɪᴛ.

ꜱᴏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅꜱ, ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴀꜱᴛʀᴀʟ ꜱᴇᴀ ʙᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜɪᴍ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴍʙᴇʀ ʙᴜᴄᴋʟᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇɴ ꜰᴏʟᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍꜱᴇʟᴠᴇꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴄʜᴍᴇɴᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɴꜱ ꜱʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪᴛ ꜱᴄᴀʀʀᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ, ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪɴᴅ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘʟᴀɴᴀʀ ʙᴜʀɴꜱ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴇꜱʜ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴅɪᴀɢᴏɴᴀʟ ᴀʀᴄʜ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ.

ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴘʟᴏꜱɪᴏɴ, ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴇʀʀɪꜰʏɪɴɢ. ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛɪꜰᴀᴄᴛ'ꜱ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴄʜᴏʀ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴋɪʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ.

ꜱᴏ ʜᴇ ʀᴀɴ. ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ɢᴜɪʟᴛ. ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴅᴇᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ. ʙᴜᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʜᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴀꜰꜰᴏʀᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴏꜱᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɴꜱ ᴅɪᴅ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴᴀʀ ʙᴜʀɴꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀʀ ʜɪꜱ ꜰʟᴇꜱʜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ᴅɪꜱꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ. ɪɴ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ, ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴜɴᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ɢʟɪᴍᴘꜱᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ꜰʟᴀꜱʜᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍꜱ: ᴏꜰ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇꜱꜱ ʜᴏʀɪᴢᴏɴꜱ, ᴅʀᴏᴡɴᴇᴅ ᴄɪᴛɪᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜱ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴍᴀᴅᴅᴇɴɪɴɢ.

ɴᴏᴡ ʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇꜱ ɪɴ ʙᴀʟᴅᴜʀ'ꜱ ɢᴀᴛᴇ'ꜱ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀʙᴇʟʟʏ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴠʀᴇɴ ᴋᴇʟʟ, ᴀ ꜱᴇʟʟꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ ᴄᴀʀᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴅᴇᴀʟꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪʟʟᴇɢᴀʟ ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴍᴜɢɢʟᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴛɪꜰᴀᴄᴛꜱ. ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴀʀᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ ꜱᴋɪʟʟꜱ, ʜᴏɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜɪꜱ ᴘʟᴀɴᴀʀ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀᴅᴇ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇꜱ, ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ ᴇɴᴄᴀᴍᴘᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴍᴜɢɢʟɪɴɢ ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ, ʙᴜʏ ʜɪᴍ ᴡᴏʀᴋ. ʜɪꜱ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ʙᴜʏꜱ ʜɪᴍ ꜱᴀꜰᴇᴛʏ. ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴍᴀᴘꜱ ꜰᴇᴛᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴇꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴏꜱᴇ ʟᴏʏᴀʟᴛʏ ɪꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜɪɴ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴄʜᴍᴇɴᴛ ʜᴇ ɪɴᴋꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴏɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʏɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ᴡʜɪꜱᴘᴇʀꜱ ʜɪꜱ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ. ᴜɴʙᴇᴋɴᴏᴡɴꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴍ, ᴢᴜʀɪñᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴄᴀʀ ꜱɪɴɢꜱ ɪᴛ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴀʟʏꜱꜱ ᴡᴀʟᴋꜱ, ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ.

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⚓︎ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀʏ:

ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ~ ᴠᴇɴᴀʀ ᴍᴀʟʏꜱꜱ

ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴀꜱᴇᴅ ~ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ

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⚓︎ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴄʀɪʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ:

1. ᴄᴀʟᴄᴜʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ

2. ᴇʟᴜꜱɪᴠᴇ

3. ᴄʏɴɪᴄᴀʟ

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⚓︎ ᴛᴀᴅᴘᴏʟᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴜꜱ:

~ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪᴍᴘʟᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ/ᴜɴᴀꜰꜰᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ

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⚓︎ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ (ʀᴘ ꜰʟᴀᴠᴏʀ ᴏʀ ᴍᴇᴄʜᴀɴɪᴄꜱ):

• ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ: 10

• ᴅᴇxᴛᴇʀɪᴛʏ: 17 (+3)

• ᴄᴏɴꜱᴛɪᴛᴜᴛɪᴏɴ: 12 (+1)

• ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ: 14 (+2)

• ᴡɪꜱᴅᴏᴍ: 10

• ᴄʜᴀʀɪꜱᴍᴀ: 10

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⚓︎ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ ᴀꜰꜰɪɴɪᴛʏ:

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⚓︎ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ:

ᴵ'ᵐ ᴹʸ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ʷᵉˡˡ, ᵃʳᵉ ʸⁱˢ ʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃᵇᵘˢᵉ?

(ᴵ'ᵐ ᴹᵒ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ʷᵉˡˡ, ᵃʳᵉ ʸⁱˢ ʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃᵇᵘˢᵉ?)

ᴮᵘᵗ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ, "ᴬʷ ˡᵒᵒᵏ"

(ᴬᶜʰ ᵃʳ ᵈᵗúˢ ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ, "ᴬʷ ˡᵒᵒᵏ")

ᵀʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ˢᵉᵉᵐ ᵈᵉᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜˡᵉᵛᵉʳ, ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵇᵃᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳ?

ᴳᵘⁱˡᵗʸ ᶜᵒⁿˢᶜⁱᵉⁿᶜᵉ, ⁿᵒ ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏˢ

ᴵ ᵐᵉᵈⁱᵗᵃᵗᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵖˡᵉⁿᵗʸ ᵒᶠ ʷᵃⁿᵏˢ

ᴬⁿᵈ ᴵ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵖᵃʳᵉ ᵃ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜᵘⁿᵗˢ ⁱⁿ ˢᵘⁱᵗˢ

ᴬⁿᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵛᵒˡᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ, ᴵ'ᵐ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵒᵗ

ʸᵉᵃʰ

ᴺᵉʷ ᵍᵘᵈˢ (ⁿᵉʷ ᵍᵘᵈˢ) ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵈᵃʸˢ (ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵈᵃʸˢ)

ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵖᵃʸ

⚓︎ Combat Theme:

ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵍᵒᵒᵈᵇʸᵉ - ᵃ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ

ᴬ ᵗʳᵃᵍⁱᶜ ʷⁱˢʰ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠʳᵉᵉ

ᴬⁿᵈ ⁿᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵖˡᵉᵃ

ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵐⁱⁿᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᴵ ᵇˡᵉᵉᵈ

ᴸᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢʰᵒʷ ᵐᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶜᵃʳˢ ʸᵒᵘ ʰⁱᵈᵉ (ˢᶜᵃʳˢ ʸᵒᵘ ʰⁱᵈᵉ)

ᴬˡˡ ᴵ ˢᵉᵉ ⁱˢ ᵃ ᵇᵘⁿᶜʰ ᵒᶠ ᵖˢʸᶜʰᵒˢ ⁱⁿ ᵈⁱˢᵍᵘⁱˢᵉ

ᵂᵉ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ

ˢᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵃʷᵃʸ, ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵖⁱᶜᵏ ᵃ ˢⁱᵈᵉ

ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃʸ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵇᵒᵈʸ ʰᵃˢ ᵃ ᵖʳⁱᶜᵉ, ˢᵒ ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵐⁱⁿᵉ

ᴬⁿᵈ ᵃˢ ʷᵉ ᵖᵒⁱˢᵒⁿᵉᵈ ᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᵛᵉˢ ʷᵉ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃⁿᵗⁱᵈᵒᵗᵉ

ᴿᵉᶠᵘˢᵉ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃˡ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ᴵ ˡᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒ

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⚓︎ ᴍᴏᴏᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅꜱ / ᴀᴇꜱᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄ ᴇxᴛʀᴀꜱ:

ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴡ 3ᴀᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ɢᴏᴏᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ.

🫩 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

[spillingteanotpermitted]

DRAGOMIR'S ASTRAL INTRO

✦ BIRTH NAME | CHOSEN NAME

He still remembers nothing about his past, but his mind did cling to the name "Dragomir". It is the name his adoptive mother gave him.

✧ NICKNAMES:

Goldie (Astarion), Scales (Karlach)

Wyll has tried to think of a hero name for him, something along the lines of "The Dragon of the Coast" or "The Golden Avenger", but it is a work-in-progress.

Gale calls Dragomir nothing special yet, but he is glad that the wizard calls him "friend" even after witnessing the effects of the urges.

✦ RACE AND SUBRACE

Human (as far as he knows)

✧ AGE | GENDER | PRONOUNS

Unknown, but he looks like a human in his thirties | Male | He/Him

✦ CLASS AND SUBCLASS

Gold Dragon Sorcerer

✧ BACKGROUND

Haunted One

✦ FAMILY HISTORY:

He was found as an infant by the Gur monster hunter duo Dorrela and Sorin. The two friends decided to raise the boy and brought him to their tribe, where he grew up among the other kids.

When the boy's draconic magic awakened, his parents took him to Baldur's Gate to find a teacher to help him control his firey powers. They lived there for a while, rather poor due to harsh laws regarding their people.

But then something else awakened within their son...

✦ PETS | FAMILIAR:

He has a dog and an owlbear by now, kind of, but he'll have to fight Shadowheart for custody, he fears.

While it is Gale who has to summon them, Dragomir has a fondness for the quasit Shovel. He also is very excited about the prospect of meeting the tressym Tara.

✧ THREE WORDS THAT DESCRIBE HIM:

Fierce, Kind, Conflicted

✦ PHYSICAL TRAIT | ANOMALY | DISABILITY:

He is scarred where the golden scales on his body have been ripped out or scraped off by someone, though they spared his face of this treatment.

The burn scar on his face seems to be quite old, though, and he suffers from persistent migraines from whatever happened to him.

✧ TADPOLE STATUS:

Infected, no additional tadpoles taken

✦ ATTRIBUTES:

Physically weak, nimble enough, quite hardy, average intelligence, sane if you squint, captivating presence.

✧ COMPANION AFFINITY:

Gale 💜 Astarion 🧡 Wyll 🧡 Lae'zel 🤍 Shadowheart 🧡 Karlach 💙 His opinion of Lae'zel will change for the better after the creche.

Companion Affinity Key: 💜 = Close bond / Romantic interest 💚 = Rivalry / Mutual respect 🧡 = Strong friendship / Ally ❤️ = Romantic interest / Complex bond 💙 = Trustworthy companion / Mentor 🤍 = Mutual admiration / Professional respect

✦ THEME MUSIC:

Fight Song

Dragomir was one season's main antagonist in a Pathfinder campaign of mine, and that was the song that I used for the final confrontation with him.

Love Song

Gale as Betty Schaefer, Dragomir as Joe Gillis. Gale has still has his complicated feelings for Mystra to deal with, as well as the "plan" she has for him to sacrifice himself. Dragomir finds the fight against the urges hopeless, but Gale makes it better somehow. It's crazy, he should stay away the wizard, lest he doom the man and with that, the world...

Character's Choice

Also a song I used for NPC Dragomir.

✧ MOODBOARD

✦ VOICE CLAIM:

Matthew Rhys (aka Emperor Belos from The Owl House)

✧ REPUTATION | WHAT OTHERS SAY:

To the tiefling refugees and the druids, he is a hero.

Alfira has written a very raunchy song about this handsome firey mage after he cheekily told her to at the celebration.

To Baldur's Gate... Well. You know what he did, even if he does not.

✦ BELIEFS | PERSONAL CODE:

His gold dragon blood and the urges are in a constant battle within his mind and body. He wants the former to win out.

✧ MOST PRIZED POSSESSION:

Lihala's lute, and the hairband Shadowheart gave him when he asked her to help him be more presentable.

✦ GREATEST FEAR:

The Urge. Himself. His past self?

✧ D&D ALIGNMENT

Neutral Good when he is in control. Chaotic Evil when the urges overwhelm him.

✦ AUTHOR'S NOTES

Many of my BG3 Tavs are campaign NPCs of mine that I felt deserved to be the hero for a change. When I wanted to do a Dark Urge run, Pathfinder Dragomir was the perfect choice, because he too is the offspring of an ancient being that settled him with a madness.

Other than the Dark Urge though, NPC Dragomir was the half-dragon son of an ancient nameless gold dragon. That dragon, only known as "The Golden One" to the party, had been touched by an astral anomaly and went too far with his magical experiments, so far that Apsu, the god of good dragons, imprisoned him.

One of his offspring is prophesized to free him, inheriting his powers. Cue him using his bits of freedom to sire said offspring, and Dragomir was born to a human mother in Varisia. As a young man, a water elemental oracle showed Dragomir his future, and he saw nothing but destruction. He set out to not let it come to pass.

By the time the party came into conflict with him, he had resorted to drastic measures - he presented himself as a villain, raising a hobgoblin army, both to collect these dangerous beings in one spot and to bring his homeland to unite and prevent the horrid future.

He is a well-intentioned extremist. He also has no intention of doing his father's bidding, let alone free him.

Thus, he was perfect for a Resist Durge run.

[weirdest-wyrd]

Introduction

Whoo! So officially introducing Taj to the BG3 TavDur community! I’ve started sketching the first pages of her comic so I didn’t want to reveal too much.What better way than if she was a companion? Inspired by @ranger-jahen What If....

I plan to do a full one in time but this seemed like a good start.We know BG3 is a dating sim with added Fireballs. I love all of them, love my strong girls, but sometimes that’s not who I connect with and probably why I love Karlach so much, big labrador energy. (I was also annoyed when during my playthrough (with Expanded Party Mod) when I had Taj and the girls on top of a cliff watching Wyll, Gale and Astarion jump up and down like chihuahuas trying to get on top of a bed. Fine! We’ll go around!)

So Taj would be the Ami Mizuno, Fluttershy dating option. She’s the shy one you’d have to bring out of her shell, help her grow. And if I’m honest, she’d probably be the HM slave. The one you keep in camp until you need to dig under a gate or distract with a meow and then dump back at camp.

I’m still in the ‘If I just download the right brush I will magically become a cool artist’ stage of delusion but I’ve found some I like. Drawing Taj was easy… Yay CSP models… The hard part was the background! I don’t think I got the horizonline right, seems a little close. First time drawing rocks. Bloody rocks.  Also my ‘download every brush makes the style disjointed.

But Tag! You’re it! New meme! If your TaDu was a companion, what is their introduction on their opening screen? Free to use, no asking or contribution required, but I'd love to see other peoples intros too!

[malicedragoness]

Cori Graye - BG3 Edition Intro - For The Astral Campfire Community

I made this for The Astral Campfire community, but I want to share it on my main blog as well. I worked really hard on Cori’s intro, and some friends may recognize her from her MK version, too. So here’s my girl!

✧ Birth Name / Chosen Name / Alias / Nickname(s): Corina Graye, prefers Cori.

✦ Race & Subrace: Human

✧ Age | Gender | Pronouns: 30, female, she/her

✦ Class | Subclass: Rogue/swashbuckler. Cori always has mad insults.

✧ Background:

Growing up, her family was poor despite her father, Einar, working as the town blacksmith. With seven older brothers and her mother passed soon after she was born, it was hard on their father to take care of eight children and work at the same time.

She has no memory of her mother, Cordelia. And when she passed away, the matriarch of the Visconti family tried to broker a deal with Einar. She will help support his family, but only if he gives her any of his children that show magical talent. Einar refused, and the Visconti family disowned them.

Growing up poor in the city walls, Cori and Atten learned to pick pockets and locks to try to bring food home. Atten learned illusion magic to change his appearance and to draw people’s attention. That’s when Cori would sneak in with her sticky fingers and pick pockets.

One day, she picked the pocket of a cleric of Eilistraee, a drow named Jaxle. He took pity on the teens and decided to teach Cori how to handle a blade and a bow.

When Cori reached age 20, her father set her up in an arranged marriage. She was furious with him. They had numerous fights and arguments about it. Convinced he was just trying to get rid of another hungry mouth to feed. But Einar only wanted what was best for his only daughter. To have a home, safety and security. To hopefully get her out of a thief’s life.

During her marriage with Harlan, she put her best foot forward to make it work. She’s a charming and funny person, it wasn’t hard for him to get used to her. Though it always felt like something was lacking in her relationship with him, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

The marriage lasted almost two years before being annulled. The reason being that Cori isn’t able to have children. She was looking forward to being a mother. She loved children and cherished being around her nieces and nephews. Now, that prospect was taken away from her. Harlan, furious and upset, got drunk and knocked up the local barmaid.

Heart broken and feeling useless, she left as soon as the marriage was annulled and never looked back.

Ever since then, her and Atten take odd jobs for thrills and coin. They occasionally meet up with Jaxle and travel with him.

✦ Family History:

Father: Einar Graye - commoner, blacksmith

Mother: Cordelia Visconti - noblewoman, middle child of five girls

Siblings: seven older brothers, including Atten. Atten and Cori are the youngest of eight children.

✦ Pets / Animal Familiars:

Scratch and the owlbear cub she named Owlbert

✧ Three Words That Describe Them:

Out. Of. Pocket. (She’s a swashbuckler for a reason! lol.)

But if we’re being serious: sarcastic, honest, impulsive.

✦ Physical Trait / Anomaly / Disability: Black hair, green eyes, and a roguish smile.

I’m going to use this space to talk about an ability she has: Pain Transference.

Cori is able to heal other people by placing her hands on them and transferring the pain onto herself. She takes on the wounds and feels the pain they would’ve gone through. But she heals faster than they would have. There has only been three instances where the wound was so fatal that she has died from healing the person and has come back to life. She doesn’t know why she has this power, other than her mother’s side of the family has magic running through their bloodline.

✧ Tadpole Status: Didn’t use the tadpole

✧ Companion Affinity Key:

💜 = Close bond / Romantic interest

💚 = Rivalry / Mutual respect

🧡 = Strong friendship / Ally

❤️ = Romantic interest / Complex bond

💙 = Trustworthy companion / Mentor

🤍 = Mutual admiration / Professional respect

✧ Companion Affinity:

Shadowheart: 🧡 (the sister she never had)

Lae’zel: 🤍

Astarian: 🧡 (besties!)

Gale: 🧡 (prankster in crime buddy)

Wyll: 🤍

Karlach: 🧡 (one of the best friends she’s ever had)

✦ Theme Music:

- Fight Song: “War Eternal” by Arch Enemy

- Love song: “Song #3” by Stone Sour - captures her perfectly

- OC’s choice: “All The Heavy Lifting” by Mastodon - really sums up the vibe of Cori’s journey. Feeling hopeless, wishing someone else would take on this perilous journey, and eventually finding the hole at the end of the tunnel.

✧ Moodboards / Aesthetic Extras:

✦ Voice Claim: Cristina Scabbia (also her face claim)

✧ Reputation / What Others Say:

Before BG3: A thief’s career doesn’t last long if they’re well known. Cori and Atten tend to stay out of the public eye and not draw attention. The people they tend to work with state the Graye siblings quite the handful, but they get the job done. If only they didn’t have such smart mouths.

After the events of BG3: Cori has never had so many people rely on her, especially under such dire circumstances. She didn’t truly believe they would make it out to the other side and stop the invasion. She never thought she would amount to anything. She’s a thief! How many thieves are out there saving the world?

There were so many times she wanted to give up and let someone else handle it. Only to realize that no one else is going to step up, and her team is the only one with the tool to do it. And after meeting the tieflings and seeing their fate, there’s no way she can turn back now.

✦ Beliefs / Personal Code: Fuck societal norms. It’s your life, don’t let anyone else tell you how to live it.

✧ Most Prized Possession: A ring her father crafted her and Atten enchanted it. It allows them to communicate telepathically within a certain distance. It helps when they’re on a job.

Her bow Heartbreaker. Jaxle gifted it to her after her annulment. He got as a reminder for her to remember who she is, and that her worth isn’t based on another’s approval.

✦ Greatest Fear: Losing more people she cares about. While simultaneously being afraid to get close to someone that they break her heart.

✧ Alignment (Personal or D&D): chaotic neutral

✦ Authors Notes:

Cori Graye is my OC that I created over 10 years ago for own personal stories. I decided to throw her into some of my favorite fandoms just recently, and Baldur’s Gate (Forgotten Realms in general) fits her perfectly.

[taras-toe-beans]

|Astral Intro- Aesir|

✧ Birth Name / Chosen Name / Alias / Nickname(s):

Aesir Corvus (born Eilryl Galtheval), aka Crow [of Athkatla], Deadeye (courtesy of Karlach)

✦ Race & Subrace:

Half-high elf

✧ Age | Gender | Pronouns:

27 | Nonbinary | They/them

✦ Class | Subclass:

Rogue | Assassin

✧ Background:

Criminal

✦ Family History:

Mother: Cairoleth Galtheval, a young high elf woman who was a single mother to Aesir. As they grow older, the memories of their mother grow more faint, but she was a very kind, generous, and loving individual. Aesir remembers the way her frail frame held them close, and the soft sadness of her smile. She was chronically ill with a disease that would eventually kill her, and she was unable to hold a full-time job. Instead, she typically traded favors with neighbors, whether that was mending clothes, helping with a few odd chores, watching the kids, etc in order to provide for her own child. She passed away when Aesir was about 9 years old. They still miss her terribly.

Father: Rou Ashbranch, a human man and a deadbeat dad. Aesir has never met him, but has very bitter feelings towards him for leaving their mother when she needed care through her pregnancy and chronic illness.They met another half-sibling prior to Xarek (Kroq, a half-orc that my partner played in a one-shot we did), and they are nearly certain they’re not the only kids.

Brother: Xarek Do’rahel is a half-drow, and Aesir’s younger half-brother. They meet on the nautiloid by chance, and as they adventure together, they learn that they are siblings. Aesir is very protective over their little brother, and they are constantly worried about him because of how impulsive he can be.

Image of Xarek-

✧ Three Words That Describe Them:

Clever, Reserved, Adaptable

✦ Physical Trait / Anomaly / Disability:

Aesir has very prominent scarring over the left side of their face, some of their nose, their lip, and parts of their neck and throat from where an assassination mark fought back. They weren't able to receive any medical help for it and had to take care of their own injuries, causing it to scar way worse than it may have otherwise. Aesir is deeply ashamed of it, and it's a really touchy topic.

They have pretty severe hearing loss on their left side from repeated infections as a child. It's something they've adapted to fairly well, but they do struggle to follow instructions in battle at times. They also definitely need glasses.

They also struggle with anxiety, and they suffer from nocturnal panic attacks. As of the beginning of BG3, Aesir still doesn't know what's happening to them when they're having said panic attacks and they're convinced they're actually dying- that perhaps it's a manifestation of whatever chronic illness killed their mother.

✧ Tadpole Status: Some expanded potential- only started tapping into the powers when fights were getting unbearably tough, after some convincing. They refused the Astral Tadpole.

✦ Game Stats (RP Flavor or Mechanics):

• Strength: 10

• Dexterity: 17

• Constitution: 13

• Intelligence: 16

• Wisdom: 10

• Charisma: 8

✧ Companion Affinity Key:

(Use these emojis to describe the relationship between your OC and each companion)

💜 = Close bond / Romantic interest 💚 = Rivalry / Mutual respect 🧡 = Strong friendship / Ally ❤️ = Romantic interest / Complex bond 💙 = Trustworthy companion / Mentor 🤍 = Mutual admiration / Professional respect

✧ Companion Affinity:

Shadowheart 🤍🧡

Lae’zel 🤍

Gale 🧡💙

Astarion 💚

Wyll 🧡💜❤️

Karlach 🧡🤍

Halsin 🤍💙

Minthara N/A (killed in Act 1)

Jaheira 💙🤍

Minsc 🤍💙

✦ Theme Music:

Alter Bridge- Blackbird

David Fenn, Death’s Door OST- The Crows

A Perfect Circle- Judith

Radiohead- No Surprises

The Smashing Pumpkins- Disarm

✧ Moodboards / Aesthetic Extras:

A little peek at Aesir's Pinterest board-

✦ Voice:

Aesir has a tenor voice. They speak quietly, and often quickly. Around most people, Aesir is soft-spoken. They are far more expressive when around trusted company. When their guard is down, they are very easy to read based on the ever-changing tone of their voice. They have the equivalent of an Irish accent (I guess Northern Dubliner if you care to split hairs). I use Voice 3 for them in-game.

✧ Reputation / What Others Say:

Among the Shadow Thieves, they are not known by face or name to most people, but they have a reputation for their efficiency and surgical precision when taking down marks. They're who you call if you want someone dispatched quietly to send a message or settle a debt.

Anyone else though wouldn't suspect a thing. They come across as sweet to most other people, if a bit nervous at times and almost always visibly on edge.

✦ Beliefs / Personal Code:

Aesir's moral code is a bit contradictory to what one might think. They really want to be a good person, but a lot of their actions don't reflect that. After all, if they're really a good person, wouldn't they just have refused to carry out their assignments?

Aesir has not been able to have a consistent personal code because they have been driven by fear and coerced into doing things they would never have even dreamed of doing on their own accord.

As they gain their freedom, though, they have a view of “help where you can, but don't risk life and limb for a stranger.” They are usually good to other people and kind to strangers, but that's nothing compared to how fiercely loyal they are to those they're close to. Aesir would protect their loved ones with their life partially because they don't think they can survive any more grief.

✧ Most Prized Possession: A silver pendant with a small inscription of someone's initials on the back. It was their mother's. They later learn it was a gift from their father, and it's how they're able to find their siblings, because he left a similar gift to all of his conquests.

✦ Greatest Fear: Losing everyone they're close to again, being unable to escape their organization

✧ Alignment (Personal or D&D): Chaotic good

✦ Authors Notes

Poor baby started as a silly dnd one-shot character. My partner and I were rping Aesir and their half-orc half brother, and they found out they were siblings bc they had matching bff necklaces, which is all their father left behind. We joked that they had other half siblings out there bc dad got around. I thought about it a bit more and it's kind of messed up???

I really liked Aesir's design and the premise of having a bunch of half-human siblings though, so I kept them, kept some amount of the backstory, and now here we are.

[goosebuermps]

I’ve never had a tav/durge that I’ve ever been invested as much in as my current one. We’re dropping some serious lore/shenanigans ⚠️possible spoilers?⚠️ and fair warning, it’s a long old ramble, feel free to skip.

Meet Miasma, my resist(ish) Durge.

She/Her - Pansexual - Identifies as a threat 🔪

Nicknames:

• Mas, by many/everyone.

• My lady despair, My most oppressive Mistress and a million other variations by Sceleritas.

• My-mas, my little cloudkill, and one memorable time Stinky. Which at the time did NOT go over well but later became a term of endearment.

Astarion: Good morning, Stinky.

Miasma:

Astarion:

Miasma: We’re breaking up-

Astarion: wait, NO!!

Class: Gloomstalker/Assassin, with a touch of Bard because honestly, vicious mockery is my favourite.

Alignment: Chaotic/Neutral-ish

Lolth-sworn Drow:

Miasma was the first daughter born into a high nobility family, though she was cast un-named from Menzoberranzan as a babe for her pale colouring was off putting as Lolth bestows red eyes onto her followers, this abomination was clearly an omen.

Of course Sceleritas Fel found the poor little Bhaal babe in the spider pit she was thrown to, following the foul foreboding air that had announced her arrival and whisked her away to start her murder training until she reached her majority.

Never letting her forget how the drow threw her to the spiders as a little snack but not knowing that his dreaded lady was peacefully slumbering amongst her arachnid horde as the scuttled around.

Thus starting a deep hatred for any and all drow races. (And how she chose her own name at the age of 9 after hearing Saverok use the term to describe her.)

Pre-nautiloid:

Without getting into the whole Bhaal/Dead three/Absolution plot.

Once reaching her majority Miasma took over the cult of Bhaal and was actually a very good leader. (Despite it being a murder cult but eh, by the by) she exuded authority, described to be controlled always and exact in all manner of things. She was adored amongst her followers and had gained a deep respect from the older cultists.

Her relationship with Orin initially was a love/hate one. Threats and affection were one and the same, Miasma looked at her as a little sister figure and Orin worshipped Miasma. As Orin grew older her admiration turned to jealousy and then later to distain as Miasma started her ‘correspondence’ with Enver Gortash.

Romance: Miasma and Gortash’s ambitions and desires aligned, leading to their obsession with each other. (Sarcastic, power hungry, drama kings? She has a type 👀 that type being unhinged, twink boiis)

Which, ultimately, leads to miasma getting K.O’d by Orin and a lil wormy shoved in her head. 🐛

Post nautiloid crash:

With nothing but her name and fleeting familiar feelings, Miasma is eh, a little unhinged. Cool and sarcastic and somewhat still controlled, she still gives off an unsettling aura with her just too wide smile (is it normal to have that many teeth?) and the rarely blink, if at all stare.(has she blinked at all during this conversation?)

Besties with Shart and is currently romancing Astarion and fyi, they are OBSESSED with each other. The three of them bond over wine and knife sharpening and bitch about their “ex’s” whilst braiding each other’s hair. (Gale joins them when he in a particular funk over Mystra.)

Romance: As said before, they are obsessed with each other. From the moment they met they’ve been consumed by the other. Take it slow? Never heard of her. They were all in, possesive little gremlins that would and have, kill for each other .

Miasma: Excuse you, you rancid little toad. That is my WIFE!

Shadow heart: *exasperated* they only said ‘Hello’, Mas.

She’s just trying to make her way through Faerun, is she a hero? No. Does she want to be a hero and help the citizens that come asking for her aid? Also no. So what is she doing? Her best okay.

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✧ Balalafay Shrialafaer zau'Shribala alean'Arabani / Fei'ir Jallil, Linathsuru / Lala (companions), Bala (siblings), Shriala, Ussta'lothasuru (her mother)

✦ Race & Subrace: Drow ; Udadrow

✧ Age | Gender | Pronouns: 200 | Female | She/her

✦ Class | Subclass: Paladin/Bard | Oath of Redemption/School of Lore

✧ Background:

The youngest child of Shrianatar, high matriarch of the Middledark city-state ken'Arabat, Balalafay grew up in the shadow of her mother and elder siblings. Shrianatar is a woman so feared that most of her kin refer to her only by euphemism. Her children are all infamous in their own right...except Balalafay. Too soft, too gentle, too optimistic by nature, she was raised on strict house arrest in her family estate. Her numerous escape attempts have seen her bedroom door replaced with one that locks from the outside and the windows of the estate enchanted to refuse to open for her. She knew the world outside those walls exclusively from an enchanted mirror, gifted to her in an effort to appease her. Until, of course, she found and seized a chance to escape. Trading her bardic magic for a paladin's oath to a deity that refuses to reveal themself allowed her to reach the surface; unfortunately she was immediately scooped up by the Nautiloid. Now she's on what's shaping up to be an adventure to save the entire Sword Coast, and maybe unwind some family lore in the process. Assuming, of course, her family doesn't find her.

✦ Family History:

The Noble House of Arabani has a proud history that stretches all the way back to the days of Illythiir. Once, they ruled Harlestres dl'Arabana, a small queendom built atop a mountain whose slopes were home to the Arabana trees for which they took their name. The conclusion of the Crown Wars saw their mountain hollowed, their former palace broken on the descent into the Underdark, their former villages and cities emptied of their people, renamed and resettled by the same sun elves that saw the lot of them made drow and chained to the Underdark by the insidious faerzress. But the Arabani never stay down for long. The centuries that followed saw their home rebuilt and restored to glory by a line of brutal Matriachs, a title most recently assumed by the most fearsome since the Descent: Shrianatar Dhrishriamal zau'Dhrishri Arabani, called the Ashen Queen, Shrianatar of the Bloody Hair, Merciless, and a million other epithets. Her iron fisted rule has seen ken'Arabat become one of the Middledark's few havens for male drow and escaped slaves. Shrianatar is best described as a benevolent tyrant. She has a vision for a free, united people, and if she has to make the rest of them play along, she'll do it.

✦ Pets / Animal Familiars: Scratch, the owlbear cub (who she named Ulvi'ir), a pet bat named Bartok

✧ Three Words That Describe Them: Disney princess drow

✦ Physical Trait / Anomaly / Disability: Freckles/ that change colors / prone to maladaptive daydreaming

✧ Tadpole Status: She would rather die than depend on it.

✦ Game Stats (RP Flavor or Mechanics):

• Strength: 18

• Dexterity: 15

• Constitution: 10

• Intelligence: 14

• Wisdom: 9

• Charisma: 12

✧ Companion Affinity Key:

(Use these emojis to describe the relationship between your OC and each companion)

💜 = Close bond / Romantic interest 💚 = Rivalry / Mutual respect 🧡 = Strong friendship / Ally ❤️ = Romantic interest / Complex bond 💙 = Trustworthy companion / Mentor 🤍 = Mutual admiration / Professional respect

✧ Companion Affinity:

Shadowheart 🧡💜💙

Wyll 🧡💙🤍

Lae'zel 🤍💙

Karlach 💜🧡💙

Gale 🧡🤍💙

Astarion ❤️💜💙

Halsin ❤️💙💜🤍

Minthara 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💙 they literally killed each other at one point

Minsc baffles her

Jaheira mildly intimidates her

✦ Theme Music:

- The Horror and the Wild

- Rule #9 - Child of the Stars

- Liar

✧ Moodboards / Aesthetic Extras: Pinterest

✦ Voice Claim: I have never actually thought about this I'll need to look.

✧ Reputation / What Others Say:

She's gained some infamy for her flightiness and daydreaming around her family estate, which is hilarious because on the surface she's much better known for being all sweetness and light until she loses her temper or digs her heels in on a given subject. This is very easy to accomplish. She's also prone to impatience. And passive aggression.

✦ Beliefs / Personal Code:

She believes in the ability of everyone to become better, including and perhaps especially her own people. However, she also knows that some people don't necessarily want to be better versions of themselves. She does not, however, accept this and will drag you toward the light kicking and screaming if she has to.

✧ Most Prized Possession:

Her mandolin. It was a gift from her brother, made in Baldur's Gate of arabana wood, which is incredibly difficult to obtain. She would actually commit murder over that mandolin.

✦ Greatest Fear:

She fears failure so bad it's almost funny. She tends to over think and then interpret really small snafus as the end of the world.

✧ Alignment (Personal or D&D): Neutral Good

✦ Authors Notes

There's a fic that she's a lead in on Ao3 that I haven't updated in like a year because the next chapter has given me a hard time for literally that entire time. I'll write like a hundred words, get stuck, and close the doc out of frustration and then not come back for like a month. It's such a vicious cycle.

[worfs-glorious-hair]

The Ultimate OC Intro:

✨ Welcome to the multiTAVerse ✨

aka how I became an “one character, many lives” kind of person 😌 Buckle up, kids, I have a story to tell! 💚

I will be combining the OC intro questionnaires with telling you the story of Tav and the multiTAVerse in this post and make it as quick as possible. I hope you’ll enjoy the read 🩷

Meet Tav, the druid with a paladin’s spirit and so much love and devotion in their heart that they bent time and space when they lost the love of their life to godhood for a chance to do things differently in another life, for a chance to have a human life together and desperate* enough to even try. 🌱 *unhinged

Tav was my very first BG3 character and was originally supposed to just be the “Me in the world of the BG3” character that I wanted to try out the game with and to romance the beautiful wizard with. Spoilers: Tav grew throughout the game as a character and became not only one fully realised character but four, thus the multiTAVerse

About their name– I was reading a lot of fanfictions before I played the game, mostly reader-inserts, and was already feeling familiar with the name and associated it with kissing Gale :D So I kept the name. I also like about it that it’s gender-neutral, fun and really fantasy-y feeling.

The dawn of the multiTAVerse

Life was good, life was kind for Tav on their journey. Well, not at all but Tav was madly in love with their wizard and euphoric about being loved in return by him. Together they dreamed about a future together in Waterdeep once this would be over. And then came the day they defeated the brain and everything changed.

Tav lost Gale to godhood that day. He turned away from Tav and the human life they had dreamed to share, choosing the crown’s promise of unlimited power and the endless possibilities of insatiable ambition on the day that was supposed to be their biggest victory and the first day of ‘until the end of our days' for the two of them. Poor Tav’s heart was shattered and mine was too.

I began the Fix-it Tav run the same night.

And ‘Tav’ became Tav (i) and ‘Fix-it Tav’ was called Tav (ii) because I am an academic and find it really funny to count/ organise even video game characters with Roman numerals 😌🤭

And somewhere along the way, one Paladin!Tav (Tav (iii)) later did I realise that I have created my very own nuanced multiverse for a character that has grown so incredibly much since the days they were a mere “self-insert”. And this is a beautiful feeling!

The MultiTAVerse

from left to right: Tav (i), Tav (ii) and Tav (iii)

Base stats

Name: Tav (i), (ii), (iii), (iv) if something applies for both Tav (i) and Tav (ii) am I putting it in green italic, regular green means just Tav (i)

Names/ Important titles post game: Tav of Reithwin, Tav Dekarios, Faithwarden

Pronouns: They/ Them

Class/Subclass: Druid Circle of the Land, Paladin Oath of Devotion, Druid Circle of the stars

Background: Folk Hero, Outlander

Alignment: Neutral/ Lawful/ Chaotic Good

Species: Human

Gender: Genderqueer (agender)

Sexuality: Pan (Demi); Poly (?) still figuring this one out for Tav (iv) with Gale and Karlach

Signature Colours/ Dyes: Sage Green, Green/ Gold, Pink and Leaf Green (Armour and camp clothes), Grumbar (Faerûn dyes mod) (Armour/ Equipment), Light Blue (Camp Clothes)

Favourite spells/ potions/ attacks: Speak with animals, Moonbeam, Call Lightning, Ice Knife, Heroes Feast, Guiding Bolt, Lay on hands, Divine Smite Level 3 + Cloud Giant Elixir, Command

Favourite wildshape(s): Wolf, Dino, Owlbear, Starry Archer

Favourite gear/ items: The Disintegrating Nightwalkers (Nere's boots), Hellrider's Pride (Zevlor's Gauntlets), Pale Oak (The Faithwarden staff), The Giant Slayer (sword looted from Ansur), Armour of Devotion, Grym Forge Medium Armour

The Tavs

Tav (ii) came from the part of Tav (i) that was unable to move on after they lost Gale to godhood on the day they defeated the brain. The part of Tav’s soul that loved him so much and was desperate enough to face the whole tedious journey again just for one chance to find Gale again, to love him again and to protect him from himself this time. For the chance to have a future with him this time.

Tav (iii) is the manifestation of the oath of devotion paladin that especially Tav (i) had always been in spirit. And armour. Tav (i) wore the armour of devotion during the last third of act 3, feeling immediately and confusingly connected to this armour. Tav (iii) was able to survive and carry the burdens that the druid [Tav (i)] couldn’t. Of course they couldn’t, a paladin’s burden and armour should have never been theirs to carry to begin with. The paladin lost a lot on their journey, like the druid [Tav (i)] had before them. But they didn’t lose Gale, not in this life. He chose Tav and a human life by their side free of the orb’s pain over the false promises of unlimited power and burning ambitions.

And waves of relief and joy, of love and devotion rippled through the cosmos – again. Just like Tav (ii)’s in another life had when Gale had decided to leave the crown in the river after the brain fell. Like Gale’s peace of mind, his love and all-consuming blindingly bright gratitude had when he had woken up to birdsong next to his love illuminated by gentle, hopeful morning light, both of them being alive and well and he without the ever lingering pain of the orb in his chest for the very first time since his folly.

Just like Tav (i)’s desperate, earth and sky- shattering scream of pain had nearly ripped the universe apart when Gale had turned away from them at the docks with indifferent eyes, with no warmth or a word of love left for them after they had defeated the Absolute together. Tav’s scream had been silent, only the stars had felt it breaking through them, tearing them apart.

The cosmos had watched and felt how Tav and Gale fell in love and be a little insane and unhinged about each other, thrice. How they had made this ridiculous journey towards danger and potential death over and over again. Driven by their devotion to each other and their shared desire to finally outrun the one life that haunts both of them in their dreams.

And the cosmos decided that if Tav and Gale would do it all a fourth time, and they would because this is what Tav and Gale do, would it get a piece of the cake. This time would it do more than just watching, would do more than having to suffer through the quakes of their love and grieves that ripple through time and space over and over again.

Tav (iv), a child of the cosmos, quite literally

So the cosmos wove starlight into Tav (iv)’s soul, when it made them and gave them more knowledge of their other lives than any of their predecessors ever had.

The heartbeat of the universe beats gently in Tav (iv)’s soul and guides their steps. Tho it also made them an outsider, the odd one amongst fellow humans. A fate they could carry, there was so much joy waiting for them after all. So much love! And so much uncertainties and danger. But this unhinged, a little hubristic druid is not as concerned as they should be. Surely nothing bad will happen as long as they have Gale around.

A wizard with burning eyes and a gentle smile, a blade singer because he had been loved so fiercely by the paladin of another life. Of course are swords singing to him in this one now when the hands that had wielded them had held him close, had danced over his whole body with adoring touches. Hands that had healed him. Had protected him relentlessly with blows of blades that were radiating holy light.

*And a beautiful barbarian who was anything but barbaric with her passion for life and an even bigger heart of gold, tho made from infernal metal. A gentle giant with golden eyes and a happy toothy grin that can turn so effortlessly into a dangerously burning smirk… More on that below under “relationships”

RELATIONSHIPS

OTP: Tav/Gale in case anyone missed that one ^^, *Tav [(iv)]/Karlach the most complicated case of ‘friends to lovers’ there ever was! It only needed three shared lives for them to act on their feelings, one of the lives included surviving Avernus together and eventually fixing Karlach’s heart, one time not being in Avernus together and the last time having Karlach die in her paladin’s arms (as far as possible until it got too hot and Karlach pushed Tav away as her last act of love for them) only to go nearly insane with desire and longing when they meet again in a next life but being unable to touch each other.

Acceptable ships as in ‘if things would have went differently, if there would have been no Gale or Karlach could Tav have potentially fallen in love with these people, too’: Halsin, Shadowheart, Lae’zel

ОТ3: Gale/Tav (iv)/Karlach

Besties: Shadowheart (i; iv), Karlach (ii), Lae'zel (iii), Astarion (iv), Zevlor, Aylin

PROFICIENCIES AND WEAKNESSES

Strengths: Patience, gentleness and sincere compassion. A welcoming, genuine smile and a way with words that makes it easy for people to trust their ideas, to believe them and to be persuaded by Tav.

A powerful moonbeam, the tendency to fry enemies with lightning/ divine smite and the (very annoying, according to Astarion) trait of seeing and believing the best in people.

Proficiencies: Strength, Wisdom/ Charisma (Persuasion, Nature, Survival, Animal Handling)

Weaknesses: Tendency to loose themself in service of others, sneakiness and stealth (try to hide in a heavy armor), deception/ speaking their mind/ truth and finding themselves and their friends in many fights that could have been avoided if the paladin had been willing to lie. (They weren’t.) Being prone to hubris, believing so much in their abilities and powers that they believe that nothing can come close to hurting them or their friends.

Disadvantages: Stealth, Deception, Sleight of Hand

Fears: Not being good enough in everything they do, the oath breaker knight, loosing Gale [(again) to godhood], a rust spot on their armor, the shadow curse and everything it entailed, not being able to fix Karlach’s heart, loosing Astarion to the dark and his pain, insignificance, loneliness, being the reason that everything terrible is happening again (the shadow curse, the goblins raiding the streets, torturing people, everything in Baldur’s Gate, the chosen of the dead three and their cruelties etc) because of them, because of the selfishness of their soul to love Gale and Karlach again…

THIS OR THAT

Introvert/Ambivert/Extrovert

Organized when it comes to leading/ supporting people, keeping track of things / Disorganized when it comes to their stuff (camp chest, scrolls etc)

Close minded/Open minded

Calm on the outside and during a crisis also on the inside/Anxious/Restless on the inside (usually)

Disagreeable/In-Between/Agreeable maybe not so much in the beginning if your name is Astarion

Patient/In-Between/Impatient

Outspoken/In-Between Tav has the courage to speak up when it matters and the wisdom to stay quiet when it is necessary/Reserved

Leader/Follower/Flexible

Empathetic/In-Between/Apathetic

Optimist/Realist/Pessimist

Traditional/In-Between/Modern

Hard Working doesn’t consider themself to be, tho others would disagree /Lazy Tav is absolutely duty-bound and goes above and beyond to help people, thus ends up feeling like they are failing them or ‘lazy’ when they do focus on themself and their comfort and leisure occasionally

Thank you so much for reading and spending time with the Tavs!🩷 I hope you enjoyed your time!

If you are curious about reading more about Tav and Gale’s lives is here my tumblr masterpost 📝 with all of my writing linked. I am also very active on BG3/ #tavqotd blsky, where I am talking a lot about Tav and their lore.