#sceleritas

[meanbossart]

What was your favorite bg3 drawing

I'm happy to say that lately, I've had several! I'm always trying to be more loose-goosy with my linework and rendering, and the latest comic in particular really hits the mark for me.

I specially liked this Sceleritas!

And for a slightly older (and sweeter) example, I'm still enamored with this art I made for the one-shot I wrote.

[surgevin]

The beady eye of tiny Sceleritas is upon you..

[wild-magic-oops]

Sceleritas has special dialogue when the player talks to him with one of the companions instead of Durge (no special dialogue for the LI, at least not for Gale). So if he's that difficult and hostile towards Durge's companions/friends which he perceives as competition I guess, you bet he was even more horrible to Gortash

And that coupled with Sceleritas avoiding to answer whether he watched Durge fuck, makes me think that he definitely has watched durgetash fuck and was giving Gortash the evil eye the whole time while Durge was bent over a desk or smth lmao

[gurlu]

If you know you know

[ilinarie]

Out with her loyal chaperone

[foxs0x]

Working on a 1 page comic idea

[asteriasfallingstarsandtears]

I finished my work project, so now I can let this stupid idea run free. Never written in second before but want to try it more, also, trying to keep gender neutral in general.

The words Sceleritas can say about your LI turned against Durgetash.

[jellymellydraws]

Sceleritas Fel, yes yes little imp butler, wretched little thing.

But I feel sad for him.

Rose didn't toss him aside like he was useless (as irritating as he may have been), but she DID utilize his servitude to the fullest she could.

Sceleritas Fel was entrusted to Rose so he may guide her and serve her. He took pride in doing well.

She didn't mind that he also answered to Bhaal. They both answered to Bhaal. Finding a way to work together, happily, only worked in their favor.

She knew she could rely on him to encourage her urges, offer advice if asked. Not once did she think to hide things from him.

In a twisted sort of way, they could've been considered friends.

But then she stopped asking for his assistance. She was keeping secrets-- from everyone, but he didn't care about everyone-- she was keeping secrets from him. And it all started when she and that filthy banite started working more closely together.

Rose said it was all professional, that whatever sins of the flesh she enjoyed was merely that, enjoyment. Same she she did with her Bhaalists. Sceleritas believed her.

But something didn't feel right, and he couldn't shake that feeling.

Then she disappeared.

And when he found her, she wasn't the same. She wasn't her.

His Lady, His Wretched Majesty.

Gone. And she wasn't coming back.