#jardeth

[nnobodoodles]

Family sketches featuring Baby Alex! ✨

Bonus:

You take your eyes off the child for a minute and he steals a sword or wears a cursed bracelet smh

#the mummy #the mummy returns #the mummy 1999 #rick o'connell #evelyn o'connell #evelyn x rick #alex o'connell #jonathan carnahan #ardeth bay #jardeth #if you squint #fanart #evelyn carnahan #nnobodiusart

[delannoie]

#the mummy #the mummy returns #ardeth x jonathan #jardeth #ardeth bay #jonathan carnahan #gay #gay art #the mummy 1999 #Me again with all the rarest ships ever known to humankind #rare ship #my art

[carnaham]

#The mummy returns #the mummy (1999) #Oded fehr #ardeth bay #jonathan carnahan #John hannah #aesthetic #movies #rarepair #jardeth #i love these men

[imwritesometimes]

when Jonathan takes the shot and saves Ardeth's life and they exchange a glance across a darkened jungle oasis

#it's like the perfect mirror scene to evy saving rick and alex it literally will consume my brain for days #this literally happens every time I watch 'returns' #jardeth #the mummy returns #it is 2am and I'm fckn delirious back on my bullshit ✌️🥴

[graysonflynn]

so i wrote some ardeth/jonathan pwp but it got out of hand and now there's Feelings.

#jardeth #jonathan x ardeth #the mummy 1999 #the mummy

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I may or may not have made more of the custom icons for character backgrounds, they are just so fun to make Havren🌿, the Faithwarden, last of the Moon Circle of Baldur's Gate Jonnah Jardeth🦅, a proud member of Griffon Cavalry of Waterdeep Avvara⚔️, the ruthless Crimson Gladiator of the undercity Mauvr🎻, the mysterious bard of the Underdark and the wielder of the darkwood mandolin Firwirtaris🌩️, the son and the chosen one of Talos, He-who-brings-storm Feofas🌙, one of the original harpers who fought Ketheric, preserved in a crystal for a hundred years in the Shadow-Cursed lands

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 tav #havren #jonnah #avvara #mauvr #firwirtaris #feofas #my art

[fenlirias]

Silhaenn Jardeth

#dnd #dungeons and dragons #d&d #tiefling #baldur's gate: descent into avernus #baldur's gate #descent into avernus #art by fenlirias

[popsixsquishcicerolipschitz]

Boney M - Painter Man

MikitoFarrell

Boney M. Painter Man 1978

JukeBoxMaarouf 

Boney M - Painter Man (Full Extended Mix)

Jardeth Ashbourne

#Boney M #Painter Man #MikitoFarrell #1978 #JukeBoxMaarouf #Jardeth Ashbourne

[scoffingatgravity]

Ship Aesthetics: Jonathan/Ardeth

“You any good with that?” “Three times Fox and Hound’s grand champion, I’ll have you know.”

#The Mummy #The Mummy Returns #Jonathan Carnahan #Ardeth Bay #Jonathan/Ardeth #I don't think there's an official ship name #Jardeth? #I was looking through my aesthetics folder #and realized I never posted this

[darlingandmreames]

Tag 9 people you’d like to get to know/catch up with!

@hazelestelle tagged me ^-^

3 ships: Kalluzeb, Jonathan/Ardeth (Ardethan? Jardeth? either way I’m trash), Dream Husbands (SHOCKER, I know)

Last song: Cluster A by In The Blue Shirt

Last movie: Contagion (hence the Contagion AU, and buddy let me tell you that movie hits DIFFERENTLY now)

Currently reading:  Models and Strategies for Factor Mixture Analysis: An Example Concerning the Structure Underlying Psychological Disorders (because grad school is funnnnn)

Currently watching: Joseon X Files, The Boys

Currently consuming: cottage cheese with honey, peaches, and cinnamon, and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich

Currently craving: lebkuchen and mulled wine (I fully blame @dbakeiro for this)

I’m tagging @dbakeiro, @seastorms, @oceans-foundfamily, @seaofashes and anyone else who’s interested!

#tag games #these are fun! #local trash goblin speaks

[nnobodoodles]

I lost motivation halfway through, but finally made a reel-thing like the cool kids

Ardeth's canonically amused by Jonathan's silliness and also I'm awaiting their own adventure spin-off series

#the mummy #jonathan carnahan #ardeth bay #jardeth #not shippy but everything's a bit gay with these two #likenesses are wack and it's inconsistent but I tried #nnobodiusart

[delannoie]

That little brit always finds Most Cursed artefacts.

#the mummy #the mummy returns #ardeth x jonathan #jardeth #ardeth bay #jonathan carnahan #gay #the mummy 1999 #rare ship #my art

[thefaeriereview]

  Blood Magic

Realm Wardens Series Book 1

by Bobbi Schemerhorn

Genre: Dark Epic Fantasy

Can an ex-warrior, lost soul, and thief stop magic from falling into the wrong hands?

Dufin an ex-warrior dwarf now a mine working botanist, finds peace and purpose in his gardens with his flowers. But he is pulled away from his serenity by his king. An important package must be taken to the High Kingdom.

A mission he shouldn’t do on his own.

Enya, a human raised by dwarfs struggles with fitting in. Loved by the dwarf mother who raised her, but despised by the dwarf she longed to call father.

Jardeth, a thief too sophisticated for the brothel he was found in. A roamer, traveller happy to go where possible treasures may lie. His true intentions carefully concealed from those closest to him.

What does the package they carry contain? Will it throw the world into chaos or is it a peaceful gesture between two kingdoms?

  3 out of 5

Blood Magic is interesting. It started off a bit slow, but once you get a little further in, it gets interesting. I fell in love with Dufin, his gruff exterior and soft heart. A misfit group, a mysterious package, shadow creatures that lurk in the dark, what could possibly go wrong? You'll find yourself wrapped up in the story. A fun read.

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The Gift

Realm Wardens Series Book 2

To prevent the rise of evil, rules must be broken.

The assassin, Niviel Darke, is the best in all of Totriga Realm and several others. His services are expensive but worth it. The agency he works for has one rule: protect the client list or die.

The dryad spends his days tending his forest and nights watching the stars. Occasionally, he would use his magic to help visitors bearing gifts. He too lived by one rule: never harm another living creature. Ever.

The assassin and the dryad’s paths cross when a very powerful man, Drummond Amberaull, informed Niviel he has the assassin’s client list. If he wants to protect the list and his life, Niviel must journey to the Dwarf Kingdom for answers. To keep his magic from the High King's nefarious intentions, the dryad must join Niviel.

Niviel’s plans for the year didn’t entail a five month journey, but he must protect his client list. The dryad only wishes to remain with his forest but the uncertainty of the kings desires for him frightens him more than leaving his life behind. Both are faced with a choice neither wants to make.

4 out of 5

The Gift starts off with a bang. Wow, after book one, I was worried this would be a slow starter too but it's the exact opposite. You're tossed right into the thick of it, and you get wrapped up in the story so fast you don't realize it's happening. Schemerhorn seems to have found a great storytelling groove, and fantasy adventure lovers will definitely enjoy this book.

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Tor

Realm Wardens Series Book 3

When who you were born to be isn’t who you are meant to become.

Tor is an orc stuck between two worlds.

She was born to be a warrior, but was raised to be a healer.

Tor was sent to the Rejuvenation Monastery at a young age. Cast out by her father for dishonouring the family. She was forced to denounce her warrior upbringing to become a healer.

Tor is warned on two fronts that a threat is coming.

But she doesn’t know when or where it’s coming.

Can Tor find this threat before it becomes fatal? Who or what is she looking for? Will she be forced to make a choice between being a warrior or a healer?

If you like dark, epic fantasy with a touch of humour then Tor is for you. Learn more about the Realm Wardens world and her peoples in this third instalment in the series.

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4 out of 5

Tor is a refreshing new fantasy. It's not often that orcs are the heroes of the story, but Tor is just that. A strong (orc) heroine, who will go to great lengths to try and stop a mysterious threat. She's lost everything but her fighting spirit despite being sent off to become a healer, she hasn't lost her fighting spirit. A great heroine and a great story.

**Only .99 cents until Dec 1st!**

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Bobbi Schemerhorn was born in Nova Scotia, but raised in Alberta. She has lived all across Canada, living in at least five different provinces, thanks to her military husband. Bobbi enjoys watching a variety of TV shows and movies; she is a Sims 2 playing fool, and loves working with her hands making crafts. Although she has no human children she does have one beautiful kitty who has reached her 19th year.

Bobbi is self-published in the fantasy genre. She has dabbled in Steampunk and Greek Mythology as well as Urban and Epic. Outside of her own writing Bobbi takes pride in helping her fellow authors with their work with her content editing and beta reading. She is known for her tough love both in her professional and personal life.

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If he was honest, he hadn't been able put the man out of his mind since they'd been in the tomb at Hamunaptra and he'd had his nasty run-in with the scarab; Ardeth's sure and strong hands holding him steady while he had an ancient insect removed from his shoulder had left quite the impression. His dashing smile and warm, sincere eyes were nothing Jonathan would soon forget either.

Fandom: The Mummy | The Mummy Returns

Pairing: Jonathan Carnahan/Ardeth Bay

Rating: Teen

Chapters: 7/7 [Complete]

Word Count: 17,316

Warnings: None

Additional Tags: Developing Relationship, Slow Burn, Pining, Mutual Pining, Flirting, Fluff, It's requited they're just too flustered around one another to figure it out

#Jardeth #the mummy #the mummy returns #fic #jonathan carnahan/ardeth bay #shameless self promotion #ok gonna go away and hide now 🙃

[qualiteadnd]

Assassin’s Creed: Waterdeep I

— A WATERDEEP IRREGULARS ADVENTURE

Nearly two months after fleeing Waterdeep, Keros and the gang receive a letter from Lady Mara Blackwood begging them to return to the city.

Having parted ways with Audulio, the party made their way towards Yartar. The river city was a hub for travelers and information and the party decided to see what ventures they might come across there. A venture, however, was already waiting for them. A courier quickly caught them at the gates with a letter. “Thought you might be the ones,” he said, passing the envelope to Keros. “Not a whole lot of tritons ’round these parts.”

With the letter addressed to the three of them, they crowded around Keros as he broke the wax seal with a familiar tree crest. The letter, in neat script, read:

I hope this finds you in time.

There have been some deaths in the city in the weeks since you’ve left and I grow increasingly worried. An attempt was made on the life of someone in House Blackwood, thankfully we are alright. I know it is much to ask, but you uncovered Bran’s treachery and I can think of no one else to turn to. I have managed to arrange your pardons if you return to Waterdeep, I only hope you do so.

Yours sincerely, Lady Mara Blackwood

Though the concern of this being a ploy for their arrest came up, Keros whole-heartedly trusted that Lady Mara sincerely needed their help. She had, after all, allowed them to escape the first time. So, with some mutterings from their cleric, the party left Yartar almost as soon as they’d arrived and pushed on back towards Waterdeep.

In under a tenday, they found themselves back at Waterdeep’s North Gates. The other travelers filing into the gates were chatty, talking of tensions in the city, crime spikes, and strikes in the Copper District. Hardly encouraged about their return, even with the letter they carried, they attempted to pass the guards with their heads down.

That went about as well as expected.

Pulled aside from the rest of the travelers moving in and out of the city, Keros quickly pulled out Mara’s letter in their defense. The City Watch, however, insisted on escorting them down to the Watch House where they could take it up with the captain. They considered breaking from the guards, but ultimately decided against it and allowed themselves to be led off. Though Bonu and Keros tried to strike up conversation and win favors, their attempts fizzled pretty quickly.

Let into the Watch House, they were ushered into a corner of the building definitely more suited for criminal folks awaiting bail than friendly chats with the local watch captain. Already making himself quite at home there was a dwarvish looking fellow and two dogs roughly as big as himself.

Greyson, as the dwarf introduced himself, was vaguely familiar with this post, though friendly was not really the word he’d choose to describe his relationship with the watchmen here. Still, he waved once when a guard looked over at the motley crew and returned to petting the nearest drooling mastiff: Mac or Gruff, the party couldn’t really tell which was which.

After some small talk and some side eyeing of the dwarf in their company, a half-orc in uniform approached them. Stern and tired, Captain Kraag Agundar was almost less enthused about having the party in his company than they were on being escorted to him. “If Lord Blackwood hadn’t already sent word, I’d have you lot in manacles for the shit you pulled.”

Kraag then walked over to a desk and pulled out several leaflets of paper and aggressively insisted the lot of them, Greyson included, take it and take it to heart. ‘The Laws of Waterdeep’ was emblazoned across the top of the parchment. Keros whistled a bit at the realization of just how many laws they’d tossed to the wayside last time.

“In our defense,” Bonu said, “the guys we killed killed way more people than us.” Kraag was not amused. Greyson simply fed the paper to one of his dogs when no one was looking.

Another watchman hurried in and announced the arrival of Lady Westra and Lady Mara Blackwood moments before the women appeared. Westra, as dignified and cold as ever, didn’t look too pleased to be there, certainly not for the men who had killed her eldest son. Mara, on the other hand, seemed relieved.

Agreeing to take them under her charge — with the threat that a fate worse than prison would await them if they crossed her family again — Lady Westra swept out of the post as quick as she’d come. “Mother is worried,” Mara explained. “Please, there are carriages waiting. I will explain when we have some privacy.”

On their way out, Kraag issued one last warning against breaking the city laws. “I have enough problems right now without you lot.”

Keros promised their best behavior. Again, Kraag was unimpressed. Though Bonu seemed convinced he would come around.

With Greyson assumed to be part of their troupe by the Blackwoods, the dwarf came along with only the barest of invites to do so. Mara and Westra rode off in a carriage ahead of them and the four men and two dogs clambered into a second carriage.

Blackwood Manor was as imposing as they’d left it and the party quickly followed the two nobles inside. Greyson, at least, seemed more interested in the ornamentation of the manor than their reason for being there. Excusing herself from their company, only explaining she had business elsewhere in the city, Westra left Mara and one of their guards to deal with their guests.

Mara hurriedly explained that a string of deaths among the nobles of Waterdeep were beginning to raise some alarm. Although one of the deaths was still being spoken of as a tragic accident, the death that occurred just last night and the attempt on her own house — a poisoned dish that never made it to the table — made Mara believe there was something else to it.

“I, for one, will sleep better knowing someone is looking for the truth. And with the situation in the South Ward what it is now, well, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone came after our house again.”

“Is there anything you all have in common? A reason why someone might target these houses in particular?” Grumbar asked.

Mara grew visibly tense. “Waterdeep is ruled by the Open Lord and a secret council, the Masked Lords. There are rumors — just rumors — of which houses are part of this council and if you believe those rumors…” She waved her hand in gesture and said no more.

Promising to be the eyes and ears of the Blackwoods in the city, they agreed to look into the deaths. Mara promised a tab would be opened in her name at a nearby inn for them and Grumbar quickly led the charge there. “He’s very eager to plan things,” Keros tried to explain while he and Bonu waited for a written list of the families they should speak to before chasing after the rest of the team.

Grumbar and Greyson were already well into their drinks at the Grinning Lion when Bonu and Keros joined the table. Between them, Keros slapped down the list of nobles that had recently passed under odd circumstances:

Lord Ulb Jardeth, died in his bed almost a month ago.

Lord Ulmassus Phull, broke his neck in a fall little over a tenday ago.

Lord Dulbrawan Anteos II, died in his bed just last night.

Deciding to work their way across the city and visit each grieving family, the group grabbed some lunch at the inn and headed out.

Lord Anteos III was a grieving, frazzled young man when they arrived at the estate. With the very recent loss of his father, he didn’t want to speak more than absolutely necessary. He told them there was no way anyone could have gotten into the room. His father and mother locked the door from within and there was only a window with no way to climb the manor wall without a guard noticing. It had to be an unfortunate accident.

When Grumbar asked if there was anything strange about the body, Lord Anteos grew wary. “Well, there was a mark on his neck that mother found…” Either upset or concerned by this, he excused himself shortly after and they were encouraged to be on their way.

Across town, Lady Jardeth refused to take their company at all. They managed to speak with her house guards and questioned after any strange goings-on prior to the lord’s death. Though they’d noticed nothing unusual, nor had they seen anyone on the estate that night, they did mention that one of the house guards had gone missing. “An elf of some kind,” said one of the guards. “He kept to himself a lot. The lady had hired him maybe a month ago, if that.”

Taking note, the party thanked them for their cooperation and the guards looked the other way just long enough for Bonu to pick a flower from the garden before they left.

Lord Phull was only slightly more accommodating than the others. Though he kept them waiting — and Greyson got a little handsy with some of the less noticeable valuables around the study they waited in — he answered their questions easily. He didn’t believe his father’s death was anything more than it seemed — an accident.

“It’s tragic, of course it is, my father was a good man. Very well liked by the merchants here. But he was older now and it was very dark. He fell, that’s that. Do me a favor, while you’re about, tell that to the damn undertaker. I’d like to bury my father soon.”

Getting only slightly lost on their way to the undertaker’s, they found the man elbow deep in fluids they didn’t really want to question. When they mentioned their position with the Blackwoods, the man made a noise of understanding and ushered them in. His building was lit by arcane means and still managed to be dark and cold, though the cold he asked them to forgive, bodies and all.

“That boy,” he huffed, at the mention of Lord Phull, “should listen to me lest he end up like his father. Fall— A FALL.” He yanked back the sheet on the body of Lord Ulmassus Phull and tipped back the man’s head. Beneath the bruising of his broken neck, there was a faint dark and gangrenous webbing around a pinprick mark. “Does that look like a fall to you? Can’t be certain what kind, but from the reactions? I’d say it’s snake venom.”

Having passed on the lord’s message and thanking him for his time, the group quickly made their way out into the fresh evening air of the Sea Ward. With night fast approaching, they decided to check in with the Blackwoods and pick up in the morning.

“So, Lady Mara was right,” Keros said, as they made their way back.

“Sure. Someone’s killing nobles,” Grumbar agreed, “and it’s not us.”

Greyson ( ft. Mac & Gruff the mastiffs ) — “Dwarf.” Thief Rogue. Played by Malfrost.

#qdnd #swords coast #waterdeep irregulars #bonu #grumbar #keros #greyson

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What would your Tav/Durge's icon of their origin character/story be?

🌿Havren's a gentle soul, teetering on the edge of destruction brought by the ancient druidic power that lies dormant within him. The more he tries to supress it, the more dangerous and unstable it becomes as he watches nature and people suffer at the hands of the Absolute. To wield this Silvanus-given gift of thorny vines and wild shapes, he must first realize that he is not a monster to be feared: neither by his friends, nor by himself.

🦅Jonnah is the epitome of a dashing hero: slaying monsters and protecting the people of Waterdeep with a bright smile on his face, Jonnah is proud to be a member of the Waterdhavian Griffon Cavalry. But even though it is an ideal life, the only son of Jardeth family struggles to keep up appearances, as he sacrifices more and more of his life to make his austere father proud. There's only so much a man can do before losing himself completely to chase perfection in accommodation to the others.

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #havren #jonnah #my art #bg3 tav