#sussuri

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We’re Baldur’s Gate-ing 3

[mogruith]

Jysyr and Sussuri for @albweado!

Just a little thank you for including Coranzan in some of your thoughts, headcanons, and drawings. 💖

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Sussu’ri Wood-Bend, Druid/Ranger of the surface world.

“A weird name for a weird drow…”

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(How long has it been since I last posted lore? But Trickmurk Circus comes around again; of course my two most prominent Shadow dragons must argue it out over who gets to compete)

Raised voices rang through the lair; or, rather, one raised voice and one set of thoughts so forceful that their owner may as well be shouting. Lyra sighed and flattened her frills. It wouldn't do much good. She was too small to shut it out. They had been arguing for days now. "What a way to start the Circus," she muttered, curling into a more comfortable position on Leroy's nose. "They have much to settle," Leroy rumbled soothingly. Lyra was just starting to doze when something disturbed her. It took several minutes before she realized that the culprit wasn't sound. It was the absence. She opened her eyes as a grey skydancer stepped out of the twisted tunnel that served for the Dark Whisperer's lair, his normally expressionless eyes bright and satisfied. "How did it go?" she asked, sitting up straighter. She flicked her tail up fast before it trailed too close to Leroy's nostril; it would be quite bad if he sneezed with her sitting on him. Iah smiled, showing the thin, sharp teeth that were still uncannily similar to how they had been in his days as a guardian. I represent Clan Stelaris in the Trickmurk Games. The tiny fae's frills flared wide. "You're sure about this?" she asked. "After last time..." Of course he was sure, she knew. He wouldn't have spent so long debating it with Sussuri otherwise. But she had to hear it from him. I am sure, Iah said, sitting down beside Leroy and stretching his graceful neck out so he could look into her large, round eyes. I lost, last time, but still, I took third place. And my egg came from the Crescent itself. Shadow itself knows me. He smiled, somehow so natural on his face despite his usual utter lack of emotion, and picked up the dark fae so she could ride in her favorite place on his back. Whatever happens, Lyra, I will come home.

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Halssuri fever is possessing me this week…

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Day 4 for Halsin Week: Bonding

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Rebooting bg3 again and it also rebooted the part in my brain where I store Sussuri and Jysyr’s lore ideas.

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Day 3 of Halsin week: Partner

Another wip I couldnt finish in time… wanted to draw this moment where I like to imagine Halsin finds his partner in protecting nature <3