#which in truth she just left for the bhaal temple lol

[swordmaid]

tav shri’iia is THE canon for me obvi but I also really like the idea of tav wren with yves still being part of the dead three as bhaal’s chosen. the thing with wren is that he was yves’ childhood friend who was pursuing his bard career and severely flopping. one night when he was supposed to escort yves home from the graveyard he chose to perform in some tavern instead, and that night is when the bhaalists came and killed her. for him, one of his closest friends just went missing the night he was supposed to look after her, and when she returns 2 weeks later all beaten up and bloody with no memory of herself ofc he felt guilty….! and he couldn’t even bear to look at her because it’s all his fault u know … if only he didn’t ditched her maybe this wouldn’t have happened so one night he just decides to leave bc he couldn’t take it anymore. it’s always been his dream to be a travelling bard anyway and maybe his career will pick up in some other city than baldur’s gate, so he leaves her and his home and sets out to salvage what he can of his career. and in the most part he was mildly successful. he also ends up making a pact with some fae and they help with his bard career too lol but the guilt of yves is still in his mind- he just got better at ignoring it.

SO. imagine his surprise when he gets tadpoled and goes to moonrise to find a cure and he sees his friend - the girl that’s been haunting his dreams and the source of his guilt and shame - a part of the evil cult that’s been enslaving people with parasites. and now he’s meant to kill her? but how could he when he’s the one who left her behind and maybe it’s his fault that she turned out like this … but anyway I love the idea of wren being like noooo that’s NOT yves she would never do that!! and they’re just like girl ur delusional ur friend is literally chopping people up forcing us to find the parts like some treasure hunt

#but durge era yves is so similar to glados to me where she is so mild about everything and instead of forcing you to test #she forces you to figure out the murder mysteries around the lower city and present ur case in the murder tribunal #like as she says. the only thing better than murder is getting away with it and what’s more fun than to watch someone figure out the puzzle #you set for them u kno 🤭🤭 #and her proposition to ally w her is that she wants u to figure out the whole absolute ploy and how it started and what role she plays #and the only way to get those answers is to break in gortash’s place which betrays his trust … so it’s like a fun whodunit for her..!! #also i think wren finds out what actually happens to her that night .. learning that his real friend died and got replaced with this other o #other one who’s essentially just wearing her skin … reconciling with the truth that if he was with her she would’ve lived … killing this #yves for his friend so she can have some peace finally .. etc etc. it’s really about ween #wren*s survivor’s guilt bc I like to imagine they had another friend who he left with to look after yves #and when he finally returned after how many years he learns that friend has been dead (bc yves killed him) and allegedly yves’ mental #health went downhill when their friend died so she had to be sent away #which in truth she just left for the bhaal temple lol #anyway just thinking abt this three.. def wanna do a wren playthrough one day ..!! #also their other friend’s name is pan (full name xaphan) and they’re a tiefling but idk abt their appearance yet #making them a tiefling so yves’ first kill post lobotomy links back to her og friends where - if #it’s alfira she’s a bard like wren and tiefling like pan … but honestly pan could be Dragonborn too if she ends up killing quill lol #shut up about bg3. #bg3

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im sure ive mentioned it before, but i really really admire your work as an artist. i think it hits such an amazing balance between prose, character work, introspection and i gobble it up sooooo much. its trulyyy insane how you have such a deft hand at characterisation that your ocs are fully recognisable in au scenarios and the way you build this continuity between projects like its truly spectacular to me

i think you also have amazinggggg taste in literature. like helois and abelard letter? incredible win. sarah kane? another incredible win. and i do go very often 👀👀 whenever you mention something i hadnt read or seen before!! i deeply deeply respect your taste, in short!

also i just really wanted to add that i really cherish all the interactions bc they meant a lot to me and i really admire your commitment to community building bc i know it takes consistent effort and a care for other artists that i think is exemplary in fandom and i do think youre one of the pillars of this lil niche!

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

ive been sloooowly chipping away at the companion fic to jaheira&durge so yayyy me. i just find it really fascinating to juxtapose a durge who has to go back to bhaal's temple, with gortash who is defined by his refusal to go back to his personal hell!! also back again to gort's toment nexus of mommy issues. as if i ever left it, but thats another matter lmao

Korilla does not like him. Which is fair—his mother had not liked him either. He can sense the self-same flicker of annoyance, the bloating resentment at having to take care of something so unself-sufficient. To both he is a burden; to both he is less than a child, and little more than an inanimate object to preserve in working order. Was, in his mother's case, he thinks ruefully. "Acceptance, Flymm."  He almost laughs, and then remembers what the punishment for disrespecting the Master of the house is. And Korilla is nothing if not an extension of Raphael's authority. His gauntlet, one that more often than not he needn't even bother to instruct; it acts, and it's always to his pleasure. "Acceptance," he echoes.  "Yes. Hope is acceptance's deceitful sister. Hope would tell you to fight, this need not be forever. But you're smarter than that. There's no hope here, there can never have been," she says, and there’s a finality to her tone, as if she needs to convince herself above all.  She is beautiful, and terrible, and she does not love him at all. But it soothes him, in a way; hard not to be when weaned by a mother who had not once sat by his sickbed, who in truth might have cared for him less than this stranger.

#.ask #thank u for the ask and ilyyyy <3