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#URGETH ! an independent and privatized roleplay blog for " the dark urge " of larian's: baldur's gate iii
A STUDY IN: resist the irresistible, redeem the evil, the guard dog, defy thy blood, rage and fear, bite the hand that feeds
traveling with : @shevour & @moonache
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not affiliated with the bg3 rpc.
URGETH, BALEFIRE, HAS MOVED @urgeth
URGETH, BALEFIRE, HAS MOVED @urgeth
URGETH, BALEFIRE, HAS MOVED @urgeth
where 2 find dami lately: @reapingly & @nohound
𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞: 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 - 𝐰𝐚𝐫
@nohound , my mumu.
having a rough night, sighs.
bg3challenge | 1/3 locations | the temple of bhaal
me : i want a modern verse--- also me, cutting myself off : u wanna write a modern amnesiac former serial killer/cult leader? ( not even beginning to touch on the demigod fact, if im ignoring magic & gods and strictly going for a modern realism verse. ) me @ me : ................... ok i see ur point
balefire got his face scar from the experimentation done to him below moonrise towers, (edit) as well as a litany of others that also pepper and appear below what is exposed: e.g. his back, arms, and legs are heavily scarred.
NICHOLAS GALITZINE as George Villiers MARY & GEORGE (2024) · S1·EP4
↪ CLOSED STARTER : starter call located, here ! currently accepting, expect slow to post.
for @blueheals' : jester lavorre
OATHBREAKER ! balefire's blood deems he be called many things, but that? is the one of them which those around him can understand. the half-elf is an oath broken paladin, and because of that his touch is like decay– the dead are beckoned to his side– and his sword? deals no justice any longer. is he corrupt? balefire can feel the frayed corners of it creeping at the edges of his mind, but no . . . he was born renewed when he awoke upon the nautiloid; this whether he yet realizes or not. so no, he is not corrupt. he is something new as he stands beside jester, the heel of his palm resting on the pommel of his sword; a silent sentinel, a waiting guard dog.
... HELPING SNIVELLING REFUGEES WAS NEVER IN HER ITENIRARY. but then again, neither was being infected with an alien parasite that could turn her into a brain-eating monster at any second. still, she couldn't deny how ... good it felt to do so. sharp pain bites at her for the notion, radiating outwards from her hand. she clutches it to her chest, gasping in pain, but it's gone just as suddenly as it came.
sucking her teeth, shadowheart turns her gaze outward to the rest of the camp. her tent was quite tucked away, and she liked it as much. but occasionally, she yearned to leave her little corner of seclusion. after a moment of hesitation, the cleric swipes her bottle of wine, grabbing a pair of glasses and making her way to the fire. astarion appeared to be busying himself by poking at gale's buttons while lae'zel sharpened her blade. nothing out of the usual ... but bale in particular catches her eye, appearing to be the least rowdy of her companions. so she saunters over.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ" hm. jumpy tonight, are we? " his sharp movements are noted, as they always are. the cleric prided herself on her observational skills, after all. yet another teaching from shar: it helped greatly with espionage. seating herself by the fire, she offers an empty glass. " no matter. drink with me? after the past few days we've had, i figure we could use a glass or two. " or three.
THESE ARE NOT THE COMPANIONS BALEFIRE WOULD HAVE CHOSEN FOR HIMSELF, at least ... that is what the pulsing ache in his head tells him, whispering in his ear ( alongside the roar of his own blood ) that those beside him were nothing more than bodies for him to strew as he pleased, then toss aside when he was bored. he tries not to listen to it, that demanding, cloying throb in his skull. but as he stares at his hands, kahga's blood long since dried under the nail beds of his finger tips, he finds it harder to do; too reminiscent of the dragonborn's blood coating his palms only nights prior.
" . . . a good idea. " he speaks softly, a sickening tone that makes something in his stomach recoil with nausea. that calling, whatever it was that sceleritas called it . . . it wasn't him despite how it screams that it is, for it couldn't be him— because there was something else in him too, occupying him like a hostel. it about drives him mad, the voices and urges combating each other for control.
if shadowheart could take a look in his head again, as she once had upon the nautiloid, he wouldn't blame her for taking off screaming into the night; bale damn near wishes he could do it himself, but something keeps him anchored here— to this place— to these people— and it's much more than the worm.
through thick lashes he glances towards his ... friend ... and towards the shine of two wine glasses she had procured for them to drink from for the evening. their goblets, though empty for the moment, would likely over fill come nights end. gods, balefire looked forward to a night of thoughtlessness.
❙ " THE URGE. "
Yves Klein, Monochrome red, 1959
NICHOLAS GALITZINE as George Villiers MARY & GEORGE - 1.07 'War'
