caleb widogast

indie and selecitive Caleb Widogast of Critical Role's the Mighty Nein Campaign sideblog to findablog spelled by bas est. Aug 2021

[thewidogast]

muse : Caleb Widogast ( Bren Aldric Ermendrud ) fandom : Critical Role faceclaim : Domhnall Gleeson ( Liam O’Brian referenced ) mobile links : rules , about , verses , headcanons mun : Bas, she/they , 29 , CST , @findablog ( sideblog hub that this blog is connected to ) contact : ask box, IMs ( no first ooc interactions here ), disc. ( for friends only ) trigger warnings: This blog will discuss topics of abuse, mental abuse, PTSD, starvation, death, violence, murder, heavy manipulation, torture, and various other triggers. I will try to tag things as they come up, but these are things you can expect. If it was touched on by Liam at any point it will probably come up. note: this blog is not spoiler free, i will tag, but expect spoilers especially for all of campaign 2

spoiler policy: As in my note I state that this blog is not spoiler free. I tag all my spoilers with “tw: spoilers” this is an always thing. I will try to tag respective CR media as such like “c3 spoilers” or “exu spoilers” You can fully expect spoilers tagged up until the week after an episode is released for podcast listening.

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[theablokhus]

Caleb and fae cat Frumpkin cause I love them ❤️

[ariadne-mouse]

I CAST BOOP AT 9TH LEVEL

[thewidogast]

ooc: more conformation of the polyamory... we love that for caleb the bisexual who loved both astrid and wulf and not just astrid only

[seeliecourtarchive]

HAND IN HAND, WITH FAERIE GRACE, WE WILL SING, AND BLESS THIS PLACE — ind. multi - muse, ft. characters from arcane, critical role, shadow and bone, and more! penned by hamlet ( 30, she / her ). follows from thelyss. ©

[thewidogast]

                             I am of the empire, BUT I am no friend of the empire.

                                                        ©

[vethbrenatto]

THE MIGHTY NEIN + certainly not a bot tumblr description generator 

[willstays]

ooc: my warlock in my in person game might be changing sub classes from fey to fiend... but he's a changeling and i want to keep fey presence but his charisma modifier is plus 7 so if he ever kills anyone on fiend sub class he gets that plus his warlock level added for temp hit points... do any of you dnd enthusiasts have suggestions for how i handle this (mind you my dm is open to homebrewing some stuff like he is very likely going to allow me to keep fey presence but i would have to give up the level 1 fiend thing which is the temp hit points)

[enspelled]

HE   SMILES   AS   CALEB   PRESSES   THEIR   FOREHEADS   TOGETHER,   and   issues   an   innocent   command.   The   compliment   is   flattering,   though   a   little   uncomfortable.   He   knows   he's   slightly   smarter   ( they'd   seen   it   in   Aeor,   with   their   flight   speeds ),   but   it   feels   vain   to   acknowledge   it.   Caleb   was   brilliant,   and   intelligent   in   ways   Essek   was   not.

" Only   for   now, " he   said,   with   a   smile, " I   have   a   few   years   on   you,   young   man. " Caleb   would   likely   grow   equally   intelligent   over   time.   Essek   leaned   his   head   back,   cupped   Caleb's   cheek,   and   ran   his   thumb   over   the   human's   bottom   lip.

" How   long   until   you   depart? " he   asked,   and   smiled,   trying   to   make   the   expression   playful   despite   the   pain   in   his   heart, " I   want   to   give   you   a   memory.   Something   to   encourage   you   to   return   to   your   drow   as   quickly   as   possible. "

[thewidogast]

Caleb laughs, "I don't mind, you are a wonderful teacher." The laugh turns into a smile filled of mirth. "I learn more than just magic from you Schatz," he said as he planted a gentle kiss on the other's mouth as Essek cupped his cheek.

"I meet Beauregard tomorrow at first light," he said the smile he had slowly fading, settling on something bittersweet at the promise of a memory. "I would like that. I shall be as hasty as I can, as long as you aren't," he said that mirth returning again, this time more in his eyes.

[enspelled]

HE   FELT   SO   SECURE   IN   CALEB'S   GRASP,   and   it   was   at   odds   with   the   fear   in   his   stomach.   He'd   be   losing   this-   the   very   comfort   that   was   given   to   him   now.   Gods,   what   if   he   was   wrong?   What   if   he   was   sending   his   lover   to   his   doom?

He   rubbed   Caleb's   back   when   he   said   he   was   scared,   one   hand   going   up   to   grasp   the   nape   of   his   neck.   " As   are   you, "     he   said,   his   voice   muffled   in   Caleb's   shoulder,    " As   is   Beauregard.   .   .   .   Yasha   and   I   will   give   you   both   such   a   talking   to   when   you   return. "    He   hoped   the   humor   would   lighten   the   mood.     "   .   .   .   We   will   save   you.   If   anything   happens,   we   will   come. "

But   there   was   a   distant   horror   in   Essek's   eyes,   knowing   that   he   had   no   way   of   being   certain.   There   were   fates   beyond   the   scope   of   their   skill.   But   his   determination   would   never   waver.   He'd   search   for   a   way   to   save   Caleb   for   the   rest   of   his   life   if   that   was   what   it   took.

[thewidogast]

That might be the case. Caleb would beg to differ, but that was years of training and trauma that were speaking. Caleb's sense of self worth is still working on building itself back up. "I am certain you will, and I want it no other way." Caleb would only want to be reprimanded by Essek. It is the only time he felt fully okay with it, because he trusted Essek implicitly. He knew if something happened Veth would lecture him as well, but that was different. His relationship with Veth was not something he could compare to his with Essek. And things that could happen that were similar had different notes to them. "I am sure we will both do something to deserve it."

He smiled a bit, "I know, but you must be careful. Stick to the plan, do not come as a first reaction." He went and touched Essek's forehead with his own sort of like a cat, "You have a very good brain, use it. No one is smarter than you Schatz."

[enspelled]

ESSEK  SAW  THE  LOGIC  IN  IT,  though  he  didn’t  wish  to.  He  wanted  to  say  anything,  do  anything  in  order  to  come  with  him.  The  thought  of  this  being  the  last  time  in  each  other’s  arms  .  .  .    Or  what  if  Ludinus’  used  his  magic  to  further  traumatize  Caleb? What  if  this  moment  would  haunt  him  for  the  rest  of  his  life?

Essek  looked  down,  fidgeting  with  the  human’s  lapels.     “ I  .  .  .    Caleb,  I’m  scared. ”     He  leaned  forward,  hugging  his  partner.

Because  ultimately,  that  was  what  all  of  his  thoughts  amounted  to.  This  path was  the  best  they  could  think  of,  so  they  didn’t  have  any  other  choice.  Essek’s  mind  flashed  back  to  the  fight  with  Ikithon.  He’d  said  the  same  thing  then.  Caleb,  I’m  scared.  At  the  end  of  the  day,  he  had  all  of  this  Shadowhand  training,  but  he  still  couldn’t  compartmentalize  like  Caleb.

[thewidogast]

Caleb's fingers curled in gripping Essek's clothes, maybe even his back as he tried to hold the other closer to him. Caleb could not blame him for being scared. Caleb was scared. He was going to the source of many of his problems, he may have assisted in cutting off the hand, but their was still the heart, and the brain to contend with. "I am too, schatz." He squeezed even tighter, "But their is not other way, you are far too important to be put out of commission if things go sour."

[thewidogast]

ooc: things that made me cry today... Veth's Keyleth antler earmuffs

[findablog]

I am posting this here to perhaps reach my mutes. I will reblog on all relative blogs. But I had to restart my computer and promptly lost all my drafts in the process (cause i keep tabs open i know bad practice) so i lost alot of drafts.

Unless you message me about those drafts I think I am just going to drop them.

Blogs this affects: @imtheircleric , @andodge , @thewidogast , @tridaggers

I am so so sorry. If we have threads that you want to keep please let me know. This also only affects threads I haven't replied to.

[enspelled]

I WANT TO BREAK THESE BONES 'TIL THEY'RE BETTER; I WANT TO BREAK THEM RIGHT — indie essek thelyss from critical role, campaign 2. penned by hamlet ( 30, she / her ). ©

[enspelled]

ESSEK  WAS  CONSUMED  WITH  ANXIETY,  his  pulse  racing,  his  head  starting  to  throb.  He  knew  how  dangerous  Ludinus  was.  He’d  met  with  him  multiple  times,  and  the  wizard  had  magic  like  no  other.  He  couldn’t  stand  the  thought  of  watching  Caleb  walk  away,  and  then  never  seeing  him  again.

“ Caleb,  please, ” he  said,  breathily.  He  rested  his  hands  on  Caleb’s  chest  near  his  collar  bones.  It  was  partially  to  comfort  himself,  and  partly  to  plead.   “ Could  we  not  .  .  .    leave  word  with  the  Nein?  Tell  them  to  start  looking  if  they  do  not  hear  from  us  in  a  few  days? ”    Then  he  wouldn’t  need  to  stay  behind.  But  he  worried  Caleb  would  think  they  shouldn’t  involve  the  others  in  this,  that  they  had  lives  of  their  own.

[thewidogast]

He shook his head, he was resolute with this. He loved Essek, but he needed someone here, to speak when he couldn't. He knew this was dangerous, he knew how dangerous Ludinus was, he knew first hand, Trent was a prodigy of his of sorts, and Caleb was Trent's. He knew. It was why Beau had selected him, instead of Eadwulf. It was why they did things the way they were. He needed someone to not go that he trusted, that could do what he did. And that was Essek.

"Beauregard is helping me, Veth is in Nicodranas and the rest are at sea. I do not think this will affect them. But Veth has access to Yussa, and the others are far enough away." Yasha was different because she was in the city, and he was letting Beauregard deal with that, they were probably having a very similar conversation. He looked sad as he spoke, he clearly didn't want this, but he also was thinking what that rational part of his brain that shut down the emotional side from speaking. He would love Essek to be there. He would love that help but he could not risk. Essek did not deserve it.

"Things are not going to be easy here, and they will need your help here. We cannot all go to the front lines, then none of the heavy hitters will be left." Caleb was trying not to put all their eggs in one basket. Ludinus was old and powerful, but also very smart, he could not afford to fall to the traps he was certain Ludinus was setting.

[thewidogast]

                             I am of the empire, BUT I am no friend of the empire.

                                                        ©

[cloudyfacewithjam]