#crimesought : a private & mutually exclusive baldurs gate original character / 'tav' roleplay blog. please check carrd before interacting! loved by Elf (30, they/them)
A study in: Using brute force to solve your problems, using pain to be stronger, annoying childhoods, being animalistic, stealing everything that's not nailed down, the bigger the sword the bigger the problems.
❛ ⸻ ⸻ i can be your 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚, or i can be your 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖑 !!
PRIV. / SEL. BG3 / HORROR OC , NEPHARIA GRAYLOCK. TRIGGERING THEMES AHEAD ! VERSES INCLUDE A COMPANION VERSE, ‘TAV’ VERSE, AND A MODERN HORROR AU.
a study in: predation and power dynamics, addiction and hunger, trauma and survival, identity and monstrosity, sex as a weapon; not an intimacy, seductive horror, the question of redemption, pleasure and pain are two sides of the same coin, self-destruction, the fear of being saved, monstrous femme fatale, the corrupting influence of power, a search for meaning in a meaningless existence.
* speak of the devil . this is a sideblog to @infernalbarbarian for another “tav” original character from baldur’s gate 3. nepharia is half tiefling / half succubus, multi - classed as a warlock rouge. this blog will contain a lot of triggering and mature content ( mentions of sexual violence & trauma, heavy violence & gore ), please be at least 21 before interacting. beneath the cut is a more detailed explanation of who nepharia is and her background. anyone can interact! always welcoming to canon and ocs alike. <3
* dossier . name. nepharia graylock. nicknames. she likes to be called neph, and would prefer her friends to call her that ( if she had friends ). race. half tiefling / half succubus. class & specialization. warlock ( the fiend ) / rouge. age. 40. gender & pronouns. cis female / she, her. orientation. pansexual. height in tiefling form. 5’6”. height in true, succubus form. 5’10”. hair. straight, light gray & silver, just below her shoulders. eyes. light gray - blue, almost white. complexion. her skin is almost colorless, a pale, gray color. she has a few patches of light freckles speckled upon her nose, shoulders, back, and hips. distinguishing features. she is marked in abyssal language upon the left side of her face, given to her by her patron as a symbol of ownership over her. true succubus form. in her true form, she stands a bit taller at 5’10”, and her claws grow longer and sharper. the whites of her eyes turn black, and the pupils become a bright, glowing white. her teeth come to a sharper point, and of course, she sprouts pale, fleshy wings with a span of four feet in each direction. piercings. she wears a silver hoop in the cartilage of her nose, a bull ring. alignment. between chaotic neutral & neutral evil, honestly.
* personality . nepharia gets through her life using dark humor to cope with her traumas, she’s heavily sarcastic and can be really mean and harsh most of the time. she’s not used to normal social interaction, and normally when she’s being talkative and charming, it’s because she feels like she needs to use her fiendish charms for survival. she uses it to gain advantage over someone, not when she’s genuinely interested in someone. she doesn’t let herself get close to people she actually likes, but if she did, she wouldn’t know what to do with herself. she’d probably be fighting a constant fight or flight with her own feelings.
killing people, especially powerful men, is just something she’s grown accustomed to. whether it be through her deadly seduction, or just the power her patron offers for the deed, she’s gotten good and has grown numb to both. it’s second nature to her now, but she likes to fantasize about a life where should live normally. settle down, fall in love, maybe start a family — but she knows it just isn’t in the cards for her. it can’t be. she’s used to violence and blood, however, a gentle touch and a kind word makes her cringe, as if she doesn’t deserve anything soft.
* quick backstory . nepharia was born into an extremely poor family, and her mother died giving birth to her. her father always hated her for this, and eventually sold nepharia to a powerful man who owned a tiefling brothel at the age of only sixteen. she also was born a pale, gray color, whereas both her mother and her father have crimson colored skin, her father always assumed her mother had been unfaithful to him, and also resented nepharia for this. nepharia is the name her mother would have chosen for her, had she survived the childbirth.
but it’s true, neph’s father isn’t her biological father, for neph’s mother was ravaged in the night while she was sleeping by an incubus, and thus nepharia was born. half tiefling, half succubus, though she wasn’t aware of this, not for many more years.
nepharia spent another decade under the abusive ownership of theodor, the owner of the brothel, forced to be with countless clients though never touching any of the coin made from her labor herself. eventually, people started to complain about feeling abnormally sluggish and weak after buying an evening with nepharia, and she was even the reason many warriors fell in battle -- after a single night with the succubus, the strongest of warriors could meet a bloody end. before too long, after enough complaints, nepharia was punished by being offered to the more -- rough -- clients of theodor, clients he always promised she wouldn’t have to deal with.
after weeks of brutality, neph started to get visited by a regular client at least once every other day. this customer never wanted sex, in fact, he only ever talked to her during their sessions, telling her that she was far more than just a tiefling to be beaten, used and discarded. this client revealed himself to be a devil, residing in the depths of the nine hells deep in the abyss, and he craved the lifeforce of rich and powerful men in the mortal realm, but retrieving their souls was difficult. but it wouldn’t be for nepharia, all she had to do was what she’s been doing since she was a young teenage girl.
when the devil offered her great power to slay her captors, to kill theodor and everyone that ever hurt her, nepharia was so desperate and broken that she didn’t even hesitate to agree. the devil laid his hand upon nepharia’s face, and she winced and yelped at the searing pain burning into her. as the devil pulls his hand away, she’s left with a mark in abyssal, saying that she is the property of ‘zymimor’ for the rest of eternity.
after that moment, it was as if the fires of the hells coursed through nepharia’s veins, triggering her true form. she stood taller, her fangs and claws grew slightly longer, and gray, pale wings sprouted from her shoulder blades. she never knew she could do that, just as she never knew she was a succubus to begin with. for the first time in her entire life, she had power. she hid within the wingless form she was used to until she could get theodor alone. she seduced him, almost eagerly, and now she knows what she could do. as she gave him her body, she drained every ounce of energy from his, absorbing his lifeforce into her until there was nothing left, and he was just a corpse beneath her. she made sure to spread her wings in his last moments, so he could see what she really was, and the creature he made the mistake of fucking with. the devil offered her knowledge of the power she already had, and also the power to slaughter the rest of the men inside of the brothel with the magic she never had before.
for about four to five years after escaping theodor and the brothel, nepharia enjoyed the power she was given in the beginning. no one could fuck with her, she felt invincible -- like a god. zymimor, her patron, always had work for her, and in return made sure that she was well paid. there are few empires who know of the true nature of what nepharia is, and in those areas, she’s already assassinated many a king and dictator, emperor and ruler, with her abyssal body alone and her fiendish, deadly charm. zymimor eventually taught her how to travel to the abyss, where she is to bring back the souls of the men she kills for her patron to absorb.
recently, though, nepharia is getting... depressed. sometimes, she feels like the only thing she’s good for is fucking men to death, and how many of them actually deserved it? some of them treated her rather well, but she had her orders. she fell in love with one of her targets once, and that ended in brutal, bloody heartache and she hasn’t really been herself since. she’s deeply sad, deeply broken, deeply conflicted and lost. she craves love, something she’s never felt once in her entire life, but she’s convinced that she doesn’t deserve it. not after everything she’s done. not when she kills the people she loves. she wants to believe she’s “free”, trying to convince herself every day that she’s not still a slave, afraid of the person who commands her. she knows love is something someone like her gets to feel. so she secludes herself, not allowing herself to get close to anyone, and just doing her job -- and doing it well -- it’s all she’s ever known.
then, after years of her only regular social interations being when she’s on a job and trying to seduce the victims of her patron, the nautiloid wreaks havoc on a small town she keeps to herself in, taken right out of her home in the middle of the night…
* other / misc info . nepharia hides the fact that she’s a succubus from everyone she meets, not wanting to be treated differently for what she is, she sees enough racism simply existing as a tiefling.
more tba.
* half - illithid verse / act iii. the fight with ketheric thorm was hard, and neph barely made it out alive. she gave it everything she had, including her wings. she fought the battle in her truest form, and the apostle of myrkul snatched her out of the air, ripping off her wings before throwing her into a wall. she believes her fury, the mourning of something precious to her, is what got her through the rest. the raw power of her anger was just enough to defeat ketheric, plus the help of her mighty companions.
nepharia’s wings were special to her. the look on people’s faces when she would shift into her truest form, the power she felt, the intimidated murmurs she received. the freedom of being able to fly was unlike any other. when the emperor offers nepharia the special tadpole, she’s hesitant, but it doesn’t even take an entire day for her to decide to consume it. she knows the horrors of what they are facing, and she knows she’s going to need all of the power she can get if she’s going to survive. but she doesn’t just want to survive. she wants control. if nepharia can control the elder brain, then she doesn’t have to worry about anyone ever again. no man, no devil, no god would be able to touch her ever again.
✧. ┊ #CAMBIUS ﹕ ▸ an original canon divergent tav / companion character from baldur’s gate 3, dnd, & developed from forgotten realms lore. * 𝐍𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊, cambion ( half tiefling / half succubus ), 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥. [ … ] gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss. * ˚ ✦ ┊THEMES ﹕ horror, gore, sex, violence, an insatiable hunger for power, continuing the toxic cycles of abuse, drug addiction, unstable relationships and unhealthy coping mechanisms. [ … ] non bg3 muses are welcome & encouraged to interact. please dni if you are under the age of 21. this blog will contain both heavily mature and triggering content. ferociously adored by 𝚗𝚢𝚡 ﹕ 30, she / they. ┊ ✧. 𝐛𝐢𝐨 + 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬.
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