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Shiina submitted:

Happy Birthday dumbass, I drew one of your OCs

THANK YOU SHIINA YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE THIS IS AMAZING

[littlegalerion]

! BEWARE: SPOILERS AHEAD !

FOR BALDUR’S GATE 1 AND 2 

Been a while since I’ve posted any art. Haven’t been the best lately. 

But I’ve been working with a friend on D&D sessions and homebrew lore, thus resulting in Divine Drocsid here. Drocsid is my main protag in Baldur’s Gate 1 and 2, where the plot is that your protag is a dreaded child of Bhaal, the evil aligned god of death. In the first game, another child of Bhaal is after the protag, wanting to kill off the competition and take their father’s place as a new god. In the second game, Bhaal himself is after the protag, wanting to use his child as fuel to a rebirth, so he may walk among mortals again and do generally evil things as one does when one is the evil god of death. 

Not going to go as far as to spoil everything, but one ending you can get for your protag is that they become either a new good or evil god. Obviously the good god ending is what I have planned for Drocsid here. My friend and I have a shared fondness for tieflings, and one conversation after another lead to us discussing how it was funny tieflings just popped into existance in the Baldur’s Gate games. 

So we came up with a bit of homebrew lore that we plan on using in sessions to open up a new type of warlock. 

Upon becoming a new god, devils and evil gods alike absolutely hated Drocsid with a passion. Due to this, they made their blood incredibly more potent, and thus their half-blooded offspring not only showed supernatural abilities, but now their physical appearance displayed their heritage as well. All “foul bloods” would forever remember “who they belong to”, no matter how hard they fought against it. Whenever they looked at their reflection, they would be reminded of that. 

Drocsid of course became very aware of this, and thus changed his appearance to represent those who he now considered his kin. He went from a half-orc to the tiefling god, the “Divine Chainbreaker”. 

The details are still being written, but he doesn’t believe in taking on clerics or priests. He doesn’t want to be worshiped, but simply viewed as a great teacher. His pacts are highly coveted by tiefling warlocks. Drocsid’s conditions for a pact are always the same- the tiefling must vow to always turn from their infernal heritage, to never give into diabolical magic nor evil paths in their life. In exchange, Drocsid grants them the power they seek. Of course, his warlocks are rewarded according to their deeds, or just overall yearly devotion to their pact. He will take on pacts with those of other races, but only those who come from a horrible circumstances and wish to put their past forever behind them. 

The symbols on his skin come and go, popping into existance and glowing brightly for a few minutes before vanishing, then appearing in a different place. They’re from the druid language, as Drocsid was a Cleric of Silvanus during his mortal life. (I’ve heard that the Druid Shapeshifter subclass is in Baldur’s Gate 2, so I may change him to that as well and say he went through a class change.) And yes, he is on a gelatinous cube. They were always his favorite monster to fight, and as a god he enjoys summoning them just because he can. Most likely that’ll be a spell his warlocks will be able to cast at higher levels. 

Drocsid will sometimes take on his original half-orc form when wanting to sit in on mortal conversation but in secret. It’s become a saying among his warlocks and tieflings that admire him “to never mistreat a non-hostile half-orc at the tavern, as it might be the Chainbreaker himself!” As you can imagine, half-orcs are recieved very well by Drocsid’s followers. 

I may post later with more lore as it’s updated, but that’s what we have so far. Mainly this all came to be due to us enjoying the Arch-Fey pact warlocks so much, and thus wanting to make another possible warlock pact route that was more good aligned. 

I you’re reading this, thank you for indulging my rant and random homebrew that’s my usual fanfiction mess. 

[doctorocsid]

DBRFSWHNERM #1: 1967’s “David Bowie”

Hello, people reading this, and also, hello to people not reading this. I guess. I’m Dr. Ocsid (doctorate may or may not actually exist), and this is “David Bowie Reviews From Someone Who Has No Experience Reviewing Music”. Or “DBRFSWHNERM” for short. Send me a clip of you trying to pronounce that and I’ll officially consider you an interesting person. I only recently (speaking as in the past year or so) got into David Bowie’s music, and it’s a wonder plus a regret that I hadn’t before. Turns out, if you’re one of the biggest names in music history, chances are you’ve probably made some pretty good stuff. However, my experience with the late “Ziggy Stardust” or the “Thin White Duke” or whatever you may call him is still lacking. In fact, he amount of songs I’ve heard from him probably only range in the realm of a couple dozen at most - but that leaves me in an interesting position. What if I were to listen to all twenty-five of his albums in chronological order? What if I were to then share my thoughts on each and every one, as someone still entering into the world of Bowie? As someone who has literally never written so much as a sentence reviewing music before? No one asked for this, but then again, does everything need to be asked for? Either way, here’s my thoughts on Bowie’s first album – the creatively titled “David Bowie”, from 1967. Title: David Bowie Year: 1967 Favorite Song: Please Mr. Gravedigger Honorable Mention(s): Uncle Arthur Every time I try to think up a way to describe this album, the first word that comes to mind is “folksy”. A lot of the stuff here wouldn’t sound too out of place being sung at a renaissance festival, or as part of a musical set in medieval times. Maybe like Monty Python’s “Spamalot”. Perhaps I have no idea what I’m talking about due to having little knowledge of what was popular in the UK during the 60s, but that’s the vibe I get from most of it.

(Being that Wikipedia doesn’t describe this one as “Folk Rock” but does with the next one, I probably just don’t know what I’m on about.) This album is weird. That feels almost wrong to say, being that the music on it is actually generally very conventional. But it’s that normality that makes it weird by Bowie standards, ’cause it has none of that flair to it I’ve heard in his later songs. As far as I can detect, at least. I sure wouldn’t have guessed this was Bowie if someone played it to me with no context, even with his voice still being pretty recognizable in his twenties. Is it bad, though? I wouldn’t really say so, though that may just be my low standards kicking in. The whole album is just kinda there – there’s very little of interest about most of the songs, and not much to say about them, either. The opening track, “Uncle Arthur”, is sorta catchy at least. It tells the tale of a 32 year old man who still lives with his mom, who goes off, gets married, and then leaves his wife because she can’t cook. Yeah, it’s a song from the 60′s. The closest thing that comes to a “favorite”, though, is “Please Mr. Gravedigger”. It’s still nothing great, but it’s the one that stuck with me the most – though that’s partly because it made me laugh when Bowie sneezed halfway through the song. This piece sets itself apart from the rest of the album by having no instruments whatsoever; instead, the void is filled by what seems to be the sound of someone walking through a graveyard. Thunder, grassy footsteps, and constant rain set the scene for this song while Bowie sings some lyrics that, again, give off the vibe of some old folk song. Some “Oh my Darling Clementine” type stuff. That difference from the other songs is mainly what makes it my favorite, ’cause it’s at least got something interesting about it. Not something I’d actively listen to by my own choice, but then again, nothing on this album is. All in all, this album gets a resounding “meh” from me. Not the worst way Bowie could’ve started out, but there’s not much it has going for it otherwise. It wasn’t reviewed too well back then, and now it exists pretty much only as a novelty for the more die-hard Bowie fans to look back at and think “Man, I can’t believe this is the same guy who made ‘Heroes’.”

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Cya later Pal, you where a good friend to me :'( Time Of Death: 4:27 AM November 23rd 2013 Age:15