#luskan

[strifeproxy24]

🎭 Uluf 🎭

An Infernal Construct

WIP ☝🏻

[tarbuchyloewenthal]

for all my forgotten realms enjoyers

which city on the sword coast are you repping?

luskan

neverwinter

waterdeep

baldur's gate

daggerford

the sword coast can suck eggs tbh

nuance/let me see results/im from thay

Voting ended onApr 26

[seanofbeankeep]

Head cannon: With drow living more openly in Luskan I like to think they’d start growing night gardens of mushrooms that glow like lanterns and mimic faerie fire. They are covered during the day and put on display at night on windowsills throughout the city. Some drow might dry out mushrooms for colourful street level canopies along narrow streets and umbrellas to protect themselves from the sun. Making the city as colourful as Jarlaxles outfits.

The cultivation and growth of mushrooms in the city would lead to more mushroom furniture being made from new stream of underdark resources and crafts. More sustainable if they grow faster than forests around the city

Maybe shipwrights in the city would start making ships out of mushroom stalks and it would be a stronger lighter wood for faster ships and better trade (and piracy) for the high captains. Bringing more of a golden age in the city since Jarlaxle moved his band and Menzoberranzan exiles into the city

lol like this but big mushrooms

[my-favourite-zhent]

WIP Wednesday

I never get these done on time, sorry folks.

Tagged by the lovely @coreene (who's forgotten realms lore posts were super useful for some of the world building for this WIP, Wet Parade I'm looking at you!)

I shall tag @fistfuloftarenths @dustdeepsea @thisaccountisagainstmywill

@captainsigge @littleplasticrat @luvwich do as you like, when you like~

Below the cut is a snippet from chapter three of Fortune and Favour. What is Fortune and Favour? Well I started another long fic but haven't posted it here because I'm lazy and didn't edit the screenshot yet, muahaha.

In the distance he could begin to make out the silhouette of the temple.

“There, lass.” He gestured with his chin. “We're coming upon it now.”

“Oh!” She twisted and leaned forward in her seat, straining to see.

He watched as her shoulders sagged in disappointment and confusion. “Are– are you sure that's it?”

“Quite sure.”

“But it doesn't look anything like the illustrations, looks hardly like a temple at all. It's more like…” She was squinting now to try and make sense of what lay before her.

“A fortress?”

“Yes.” Her shoulders were tense now, finally she had realised something was amiss.

“Well we had to fortify it. Too vulnerable otherwise. Never know when they could attack.”

“When who could attack?” She whipped around to regard him. Though she tried to restrain herself, the concern was evident in her voice.

“Why the rival gangs of course. We didn't become the largest faction in Luskan by resting on our laurels.”

“You said you were a priest of Tymora.”

“It's more that I implied it.” He smirked.

“Let me down, let me down now.” The panic in her voice was rising.

“I could do that aye, and you could walk all the way back to the Cutlass through the muck. But you’d have to hand over all your maps and take the first boat out of Luskan.” She could hear the edge in his voice now, the unspoken threat.

“You can’t do this.” She protested. “I’ve worked on those for months.”

“And I’ve cut my way through every half-way competent rival for just as long, not about to let some fool girl show the rest of them how to waltz into my lair.”

“They're my maps! I can't graduate without a thesis.”

“What you seem to be failing to grasp is that I could've just as easily cut you down there in the inn. I'm being more than fair.”

She didn't have a retort for that and only stared at him aghast. He said nothing more, allowing her time to weigh her options.

Isolde turned back towards the fortress. The horse had continued on through their argument and they would be there before long.

“And if I don't get down? What then?”

“You stay at Clearlight as my guest. Help me find these passages. My folk and I will help you find the vault. You get your receipts, I get the gold and then you can go on your merry way. Less the maps of course.”

[tynithia]

Ellandra and Gaius Dekarios bond over losing their spouses.

Snip taken from Chapter 8 of 'Cutlass Tavern' - a turning point in their friendship and when they both start to see each other differently. Photos by ladydarkka.bsky.social‬

[defnotjarlaxle]

He's just a little guy!

[vault-of-lore]

So here’s a thing about the Forgotten Realms that’s bugged me off-and-on for thirty years: You see that gap in the Trade Way?It shouldn’t ex

"So here’s a thing about the Forgotten Realms that’s bugged me off-and-on for thirty years: You see that gap in the Trade Way?

It shouldn’t exist.

According to traditional Faerunian lore, the Trade Way runs from Luskan in the north all the way to (depending on time period/edition) Amn or Tethyr or Calimport in the south. There shouldn’t be a gap in it."

[lizardskingirl]

I've been running an online D&D campaign since . . . 2020? And in the interest of having semi-interesting icons for Roll20 I've been making NPC portraits.