#clow oc

[colourfulplague]

BaaBoo the Clown Centaur

[wellthebardsdead]

Clow: *joining the harpers in hiding for the ambush, watching quietly and waiting* I- *steps out in shock*

Wyll: C-Clow?! What are you doing?!

Clow: I know him… *steps out in view of the caravan* Kar’niss?… is that you?

Kar’niss: who lurks in the da-… I know you… *steps forward slowly* szarkai Do’Urden, slave to spider bitch servants, szarkai like me, pretty pale spider… *halts in front of him and leans down, the lantern gleaming off of clows icy skin as the tadpole reacts to his presence, entering their mind* you are chosen by my majesty too! Free from your masters, free in our majesty’s light! *takes his hand gently* come, come with me.

Clow: I- wait- *pulls the artefact from his bag and holds it up, it’s surface glowing red hot and burning into the driders mind, finding his consciousness through the fragments and showing him the truth* fight- with me?… for our freedom?

Kar’niss: I- *blinks and looks at the artefact, then at him* the absolute… lied to me… the cultists- held me down, dropped that leech on my face, laughed as they told it to ‘pick an eye’ so dark in the cave, so dark in this land, I couldn’t resist I couldn’t fight back, no better than lolth, worse than lolth! *snarls and draws his blade, turning to face the rest of the caravan* FILTHY CULTISTS!! YOU WILL BLEED FOR WHAT YOUVE DONE TO ME!! *lifts Clow up onto his abdomen and charges into battle*

*several hours later*

Astarion: so we have a drider amongst us?

Clow: *letting Kar’niss braid his hair as they rest amongst the huge pillow nest he built him* yes! He won’t cause any trouble. He’s always been very polite and well behaved, the only reason he was turned into this is because his house lost favour, *reaches up stroking his cheek* you didn’t deserve this…

Kar’niss: *trills in delight at his touch and leans into it* hnnnnrrrr~

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Gortash: my, so you’re the one whose been causing all of my problems. Aren’t you a luscious little thing~?

Clow: *seeing an opportunity, puts on the ditsy seduction and casts charm* y-you’re the one in charge right? O-of the elderbrain? C-can you help me? Everyone else I’ve sought for help keeps trying to kill me I just want to go home my lord, please?

Gortash: *brain short circuiting and blood rushing to the wrong head* ah-

*several hours later*

Wyll: Gods damned Fucking Mizora! Of course she had to get in the way! Now Clows missing and so is my father!

Karlach: Gortash has him! I know that fucking creep is the one responsible for this!

Wyll: I’ll have to sign her contract. I can’t let my lov-

Clow: I’m back! *hurries back to camp with Ulder and the hostages*

Wyll: I- how did you?

Clow: I did what I’m good at. *holds up the shard* I left him alive for Karlach to deal with.

Meanwhile Gortash: *tied up naked and dangling from his balcony over the city where everyone can see* MMMMMMMPHHHH!!!

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Clow: *dressed in a spider silk robe, hair adorned with hundreds of flowers and the brand on his neck now covered in a tattoo of beautiful lines and swirls* I’m rea-

Minthara: I am his sword! His knight! His most loyal companion in life and I will ensure so in my death as well! I will be the one to give him away!

Drizzt: your family enslaved him for over a century and it took him saving your miserable life for you to see him as your equal!! You do not get the honour of this day! I will be the one giving my nephew away and that is final!

Minthara: I will spill your blood if you even attempt to do so!

Drizzt: Do not test my patience you cantankerous Hag!!

Karlach: *walks over offering Clow her arm* Ready sweetness?

Clow: y-yes- um. Karlach is the one giving me away.

Drizzt: WHAT?!

Minthara: understandable. A highly respectable choice infact. I shall take my seat.

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Clow: *gasps as he finds a basket filled with sunmelons* gods, so many of them! *gathers them up quickly and hurries back to camp* Gale! Gale look! Look!!

Gale: oh! Sunmelons how lovely! A refreshing reward from a long day on the road. *cuts it open and hands him a piece* here you are there’s plenty more where that- came… from… Clow?

Clow: *staring at the piece in amazement* y-you’re giving me- a whole piece?

Gale: yes- Ah. I assume most overworld fruits are quite expensive and a rarity in the underdark.

Clow: y-yes! Melons are coveted! Theyre a treat reserved only for nobility because- it’s just so expensive! S-slaves would never be given a piece never mind one this big! If I were lucky my mistress or betrothed would feed me a piece or let me kiss them after eating it…

Gale: … *tucks the drows hair back behind his ears* well, you don’t have to do that anymore. You’re a free man, and you can indulge in as much melon and rare delights as you wish. Just be warned. It’s messy eating these ones.

Clow: y-yes I’ll be careful. *takes a bite, pupils blowing out so wide his eyes almost look black as he devours the whole piece*

*30 minutes later*

Wyll: why didn’t you stop him?! He consumed two whole melons!

Gale: I couldn’t stop him you should have seen his face if I told him to stop I’d be a monster!!

Wyll: well now look at him!

Clow: *laying on the ground covered in rind and juice after gorging himself and now suffering the consequences* ughhhhhhhnnnnn- w-worth. It.

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Clows so pretty when he smiles, I might find some other eye mods but I’m still looking for a good tattoo mod, I found one for the house Baenre tattoo that minthara has but nothing resembling Do’Urden beyond the beholder tattoo

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Clow: *staring out at the lake by last light inn, a knife in hand and tears pouring down his face* …

Wyll: *walking to the lakeside looking for him, seeing the knife and panicking* no-

Minthara: *grabs his shoulder, not looking at Clow, but at the lake* wait…

Clow: … *takes his braid and holds the blade up high, ready to cut it all off completely, only to stop as he sees strands of silver swirling in the darkness, a drow woman with long hair, dancing with a bastard sword, Eilistraee* …I can never go back to the underdark… *lowers the blade down to shoulder length* nobody, will ever own me again… *lowers it down to his waist* I am Clopin, of house Do’Urden. And I. Am, free. *cuts the braid letting his hair unfurl, free and draping all the way down to his shins, still long, but no longer a painful burden* … *holds up the rest of his hair and throws it into the lake, Eilistraee’s laughter joyous and kind as she celebrates his liberation before disappearing off into the dark* … *looks up back at the barrier to see Wyll and Minthara watching him* … *smiles and runs back into the light and leaps into Wyll’s embrace, hair wild and free in his movement* Wyll!

Wyll: *catches him with ease and smiles* Hey! You look good with your hair down.

Clow: thank you! I like it this way!

Minthara: *smiles at him as tears well in her eyes* freedom is beautiful on you dear one.

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Clow: *reading wylls body language and understanding he wants a kiss, steps close and closes his eyes, preparing to have his throat grabbed, a thumb in his mouth parting his teeth, nails digging into his cheek or a fist gripping his hair. So used to the abuses of serving crueler lovers he expects nothing less, or anything better. Only to open them and see wylls hand awaiting his* I?… *takes it and gasps as he’s twirled around and into his arms, his lips meeting his with a soft, warm, and gentle smile before finally parting and playfully seeking more, braving the drows poisoned lips for the nectar beyond* mm??

Wyll: *so carefully holds him in his embrace, firm, but with room for him to pull free if he so wants* Mm?

Clow: *eyes fluttering closed as if satisfied by his silent answer* mm… *leans into the kiss before whining softly as Wyll pulls away, his lips following, he wants to follow, he wants more* I-

Wyll: *smiles and gasps out a cough* gods- how you make my knees weak- or is that the- *dizzily stumbles back as the poison hits him*

Clow: Wyll! *catches him only to tumble to the ground with him* I warned you I micro dosed! Hold still- *pulls the antidote from his pocket and holds it to him*

Wyll: *smiles and takes the bottle, holding it to Clow instead* I’d like another kiss please?

Clow: th-that’s very sweet my beloved but this isn’t a time to be cute that poison will do more damage than the tadpole!

Wyll: hehe, Wyll do~

Clow: oh gods it’s hit your brain already!! WYLLIAM!!!