#Oathbreaker Knight

[megalomari]

Astarion is living his best life, finally free!

The paladin broke his oath.

This ain't about him.

#Baldur's Gate 3 #BG3 #Astarion #Gale #Halsin #Oathbreaker #Oathbreaker Knight #BG3 Tav #Cephas the Tav #tbh i didn't know much about paladins and just chose at random bc i wanted the multiclass achievement #and his paladin oath lasted literally one fight LMAO #first cephas post!! and he's suffering hah #ALSO the oathbreaker knight? SMASH

[mintcrows]

the real parents was the undeads we met along the way

#withers can exatly lift arabella once (1) before his arm makes a bad crack noise and gives up #drawing #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #withers #oathbreaker knight #arabella bg3 #bg3 arabella

[grey-wardens]

#bg3edit #gamingedit #* #ara #the dark urge #oathbreaker knight #baldur's gate #they're romancing shadowheart and they reclaimed their oath right after she changed her hair to silver. love the parallels! #also i want to kiss the oathbreaker knight!

[eurydia]

1000 gold will solve all my man's problems context

I accidentally broke my oath as Shadowheart (I respeced her to be a paladin in my game), so the Oathbreaker Knight just showed up at my camp and I was so confused lol apparently for a *1000 gold (*the first time you break your oath) you can become a paladin again!! so save that reward and go buy yourself another oath Babelor!

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #zevlor #oathbreaker knight #bg3 zevlor #bg3 fanart #shitpost #so raphael smells like cherries and sulfur #and zevlor smells like O A T H B REAKER!!!1111!! #the knight has really cool armor... #that's why him and Withers are all blinged out #selling oaths is where the money is at

[dirtybg3confessions]

Confession: I am curious about what the Oathbreaker Knight is packing underneath that armor of his.

#oathbreaker knight #bg3 oathbreaker knight #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate #dirty confessions

[emahriel]

I am here to show you the way to a journey with no end, trodden only by the desperate and the damned.

#em: edit #i am learning how to take... better & crisper screenies #if u open the link to image it should look better 👁️ #oathbreaker knight #bg3edit #bg3 #baldur's gate 3

[vibingandsimping]

got anything for Ketheric or the Oathbreaker Knight by chance? 🫣

First time writing on my PC... formatting might be strange. I apologize now. I also can see my top followers? Shoutout to you guys. Not proofread... have a blast.

Ahead contains some content like smut and such.

Ketheric is an older man. We all know this. He doesn't have the stamina of a typical, younger man. That doesn't mean he doesn't try to keep up with you in both domestic activities and the bedroom. A lot of his time is taken up by governing Moonrise and overseeing his growing army. As well as assisting Orin and Gortash's plans for domination. His spare time is spent with you as much as he can! Whether that's doing something like a hobby of yours or his. One good feature of his is that he's always showing interest in your own interests. He wants to learn about you when he can. He'll make sure you get the finest food and treatment around Moonrise that he can assure. As far as the bedroom goes, he is similar to Oathbreaker in a sense. He doesn't typically tolerate disobedience or brats. He is too old and tired for that shit. He will come down with a harsh hand if you disrespect him in any sort. Now, he is older so it takes him a little longer to acquire an erection. He admires your form just like any other but he is seasoned. Ketheric doesn't get hard just from seeing someone nude. He needs a more seductive dance (whether that's you actually actively seducing him or engaging in some lengthy foreplay). Once both you and him are proper and ready for the more intimate acts he knows what he is doing. He treats you like fine porcelain (but he's not afraid to scratch it a bit) and focuses on your pleasure for the majority. Honestly, it can be hard wrangling him from between your thighs at this point. You'll have cum to his mouth and fingers a minimum of twice before he's even entering you. Cock aching and his chest heaving with your spent over his lips and beard. His thrusts aren't particularly bruising but they seek all your sensitive spots with such ease it's mind-melting.

Oathbreaker is a different story. He is an immortal entity so I don't believe he physically ages. He does age mentally, though. The knight has been alive for too long to also take shit. He won't regard you if you're a normal person. Only way to garner attention is if you're an Oathbreaker but... we all make sacrifices, right? It wasn't intended to meet him when you first broke your oath. The shame washing over you as the world darkened and a figure filled your vision. Though, the longer he spoke and... sympathized(?) with you the more it seemed alright. He stuck around your camp so you stuck around him. Somehow, you two ended up creating a bond of sorts. He was full of wisdom, more-specifically about your paladin nature. His ominous aura, deep voice and distinct features were attractive. When he hears wind about your attraction to him? He has a blast with it, honestly. The next time you talk to him he makes relentless comments. About how you're attracted to a being of another realm. A man who has seen nearly anything and was the first to break his own oath. You're about a puddle before he shows any of his own interest. It's been awhile since he's had a toy... and a toy you are. He regards you as if you're a dirty being. You must repent to him for going against your oath- for finding him attractive. What would your god think? I am unsure if he has... parts. He will fuck you with his fingers and the hilt of his sword, though. He takes his time with it and eases you into everything. He is a consent king beyond it all. Constantly asking for reassurance in subtle ways. The sex is less about his pleasure rather than dominance. To see you fall apart and break under his touch is pleasure enough. Kudo's to you if you find a way to make him cum!

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[discordsmuse]

any thoughts on Oathbreaker Knight with a fem!tav, seeking true redemption and "learning" with her new, weathered mentor? 🫣

Don't kill me anon, but believe it or not I literally didn't know this man existed until like 2 weeks ago. I played a Warlock, Monk and Barbarian and just missed him completely.

BUT!!! As soon as I realized there was a giant masked man with a Scottish accent and paternal energy, he had me by the throat. I want him to do terrible things to me.

On that note:

"Learning" from the Oathbreaker Knight ;)

18+ under the cut

- The armor is like a shield from not only the physical, but emotional aspects of mortal life. Tav comes to understand he doesn't feel like she and her other companions do. Still, he hangs around and offers sage advice that she funds annoyingly paternal at first.

- Tav trains with him, as she must if she wants any hope of settling into this new life. (Oathbreaker or pledged anew) Her guide remains dutifully at her side, assisting when necessary to keep her on the path.

- The voice is too attractive, she decided early on. Astarion teases her for how quickly the brogue of his accent makes her flush, but Tav is adamant it's only the heat of the summer.

- It's a sparring session where she ends up on her back, his sword pinning her down by the fabric of her tunic. One knee rests against the ground, close enough to press up to her side. Tav knows her breathing comes too quickly, even after a workout such as this. An awkward moment of silence passes before he's helping her up and continuing the lesson.

- After that, their sparring becomes more physical. Tav finds herself pressed to a tree by a weathered gauntlet against her throat or a knee between her legs. The latter made her squeak, a sound impossible to ignore in the silence of the night.

- Tav swears he starts to do it on purpose, to mess with her. Every moment of proximity, her Knight brushes against her skin. Arm to arm, hips bumping as he passes her, things too common now to be coincidence. There is an ache in him to touch her, and she can see it.

- The Oathbreaker resists his desire for her, but he can only provide so many excuses. Too old, ancient even. He is not man, more a spirit than anything she can ever hold. Tav remains determined nonetheless.

- Self control wanes, in part at her insistence. She manages to talk her way into his lap at one point, unsure what to do after having gotten this far. The unexpected allowance of their closeness is almost startling. That is, until his hands find her hips. He rocks her there, her comfortable camp pants catching on the metal as her body grinds against his. He has no body with which to satisfy her, but gives her all that remains. All that he can.

- After weeks of dancing around this tension between them, it culminates in the woods beyond the camp. Pinned to a tree, Tav grinds her body down on the tasset of his armor. Friction on her clit makes her gasp and whine, while the hand he has at her throat brings her heart to hammer in her ears. It is desperate, dirty, and unabashed as he watches her come undone.

- This man, this old God of sorts, does not keep his guidance to the battlefield. On the nights that Tav can spare her time for him, he will sometimes find her in her tent. There, he watches as she touches herself. His clawed armor traces over her thighs, reminding her how powerful and beautiful she is in this moment.

"Radiant, even in your undoing." His voice is thick with brogue, heady with the desire to please her rather than resign himself to guiding her hand. "How I wish to be the one between your thighs. Would that I could show you how adept my hand can be."

- It's words like that, dripping with admiration, that brings her to finish. Tav whimpers his title, allowing herself to be cleaned and soothed by hands that she knows means safety. Sometimes he will remain beside her as she sleeps, content to admire while she rests.

- It is a strange relationship, stranger still when he seems more idea than man. Yet, Tav thinks she may love him all the same.

#oathbreaker knight #oathbreaker #bg3 #oathbreaker knight x reader #oathbreaker imagines #ask discordsmuse #fanfiction #baldur's gate 3

[bhaalsack]

can I say something without anyone judging me

#i really would. idk what that says about me #best accent in the game #bg3 #oathbreaker knight #baldur's gate 3 #paladinposting

[gale-in-space]

"yOu haVE bRoKEN yoUr oaTh, pALAdiN"

(That'll be 1000 gold)

#bg3 #tav #oathbreaker paladin #oathbreaker knight #paladin #dnd #tiefling #digital art #artists on tumblr #my ocs #giliath #has anyone else had this problem </3 #also this is way over-rendered but hey! i had fun #even though my chest feels like it's going to explode. but that's unrelated

[naughtybg3confessions]

I think Zevlor should be fucked within an inch of his life by the oathbreaker knight, stuff that old man with ghost cock!!

#dirty confessions #zevlor #zevlor appreciation day #oathbreaker knight

[mintcrows]

im cooking 🔥🔥🔥

who the fuck knows what but im doing it 🔥🔥🔥

#drawing #oathbreaker knight #withers #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 withers #withers bg3 #dont ask me if this is shippy im sleep deprived

[olgipolgi]

𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖆𝖗. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖑.

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #Oathbreaker Knight #virtual photography #vp #personal #I like him he's cool!

[esperderek]

I'm pretty good at avoiding having my Paladins Oaths not get broken in BG3, but a momentary lapse had my Paladin Lae'zel falling because she threw an explosive barrel at Dror Ragzlin out of combat, so I met the Oathbreaker Knight for the first time. And started to laugh.

See, I play Final Fantasy 14. If you're unfamiliar with the MMO, one of the classes is the Dark Knight. And how Baldur's Gate 3 presents the Oathbreaker is basically lifted wholesale from the lore of the Dark Knight from FF14, and the Oathbreaker Knight is basically just Fray. A person clad in dark armor, obscuring helmet, and glowing eyes, who acts as a guide for the new knight to their newfound powers and only speaks to them?

And, I mean, there's already a Heavensward reference in BG3 (One of Folk Hero/Wyll's Inspirations is titled A Smile Better Suits...) so you can't tell me there's at least some people in Larian that plays FF14.

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #final fantasy xiv #ff14 #oathbreaker #oathbreaker knight #dark knight #fray myste #covergent evolution?

[tavstavernofdisasterbisexuals]

More Ilmatari shenaningans

Davhomin can explain just give him a moment-

I realized I completely forgot to add the heightchart I did when drawing the 3 together but this gave me the perfect excuse to draw them together again jsdhklsja (chart under the cut)

Once again Atlas (the one in the middle) is @kelandrin's Tav and Izzrhys (the one on the right) is @taras-toe-beans's Tav

I think this three have become my new brainrot I'm sorry-

Davhomin is SMALL next to the both of them oh god-

#baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 tav #tav #bg3 fanart #oathbreaker knight #not my tav: izzrhys #not my tav: atlas #Davhomin Siannodel Brightwood #Ilmatari #Also sidenote: Davh is technically a durge but not a bhaalspawn #I took creative liberties with him since he's also my first ever dnd character that I made years ago so yeah #Maybe I'll explain at some point what's his whole deal lmao #userhaarleps #EliGoArt #The Taverns Staff

[starlettechild]

❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥❞

CONTENT: Oathbreaker Knight(bg3) x Paladin!Tav, suggested NSFW content, enemies to lovers dynamic, plot that builds up and leads to smut.

⚠️TWs⚠️: 18+ and explicit content references, weapons. They/them pronouns are used for Tav to avoid character dysphoria.

NOTES: I don’t see ANY fics of the oathbreaker knight! 🥲 He’s so cool and one of my favorite “secret” additions to BG3.

Immediately, Tav felt it. The absence of that light within them, whiffed out in a moment upon returning the Hag’s wand to Mayrina. They couldn’t handle the sorrow of that poor girl, knowing all she went through just to have her husband back wasn’t enough. Though they were disgusted at her choice to hand over her only child, grief can consume all rational thought. Now, there is a disturbing emptiness in their bones. It is the absence of the very core of their being. Their knees collide with the ground as the undead man and the sobbing woman walk off into the fog of the hag’s bog, flesh scraping with their descent. Wyll is the first to run over, clasping a hand on their shoulder. The feeling of him shaking them is distant, the yells of their name from the others are muffled from the ringing in their ears. It’s such a strange feeling, but Tav feels as if they are being observed. Like this emptiness opened the path for something else, something darker. A sentient emptiness, somehow. But their thoughts halt, a piercing headache shattering them in their wake.

It does not take long for Tav and the rest of their party to connect the dots. A collision with the remaining Redcaps proved all their suspicions right. Tavs oath was broken. Astarion practically rolled his eyes to the back of his head in annoyance at the whole ordeal. “Really? Could you have at least broken it for something useful?” Exhaustion was too present in Tavs body to respond, so they let the now obvious vampire spawn to his whining. The rest of the redcaps are cleared with just their sword. They’ll have to navigate through this and pick up some more skills, the well of power they once relied on gone. Just when they needed it most. Perhaps they’ll make a visit to Zevlor to seek counsel on this loss.

Karlach and Wyll try to keep Tav preoccupied with chatter, passing stories of both of their experiences in the Hells. They’re grateful for the dramatic tales from Wyll and the humorous ones from Karlach, putting a temporary ease to their mind. A distraction from the pain. The others perhaps make their presence known longer than they would normally tonight around the crackling fire, and each effort is accounted for. When the sky is dark overhead at the song of crickets drown out the endless stories from the tiefling and warlock do the others begin to head to their tents, sending glances to Tav, a final gesture of sympathy. The githyanki, however, turns her head up once she retires, though Tav knows her well enough by now to know she too feels for them, even though she is on the same boat as Astarion on how it happened. They stand, telling their party goodnight and to sleep well as they always would, and begin to make their way to the Grove. The tieflings are all still there, and even in the dark hours of night is their desperation to continue on their journey present. They pass by mules connected to loaded wagons, some even coiled up on the wooden crates. Dammon is still working in his forge, judging by the slightly ashy smell in the air. They are just about to open the heavy stone door to Zevlors temporary quarters before they stop. The quietness and the smell of smoke sets off alarms in them, reminding them of the times before they took their oath. Their eyes shut, and they can almost hear those hateful cries again. The helplessness in those moments in the dark. Their palm slides off the cold stone, and they turn back. Heading towards the forest.

They don’t know how long they’ve been sitting by the stream when they feel it again. The feeling of eyes on them. It makes their skin crawl… Something about this gaze, wherever it may come from, feels so.. ancient. Forbidden. The gaze of a pair of eyes that has seen many rise and fall, perhaps the reason for either depending on what this was. They stand, hand wrapping over the hilt of their blade. The metal rings as they unsheathe it. The holy aura that rippled off them when they were endangered was now gone, so they hope their stance and gaze back is enough to scare off whatever this was. Their eyes scan over the dark treeline, looking for any sort of movement. Any sort of glimmer or glow. But there is nothing, save for the intense gaze that still feels like it’s piercing through their very soul.

“Come out.” Finally, they speak to the unknown presence. If this thing wanted to follow and threaten them, then they’d show it they could still be a threat back, oath or not. They turn their head once they hear the snap of a branch under heavy armored boots, footsteps thudding through the forest. Their grip tightens. Whatever this is that heads their way is large. Armored. They swallow, keeping their breathing steady. A pair of glowing orange eyes suddenly is seen shrouded by darkness. Tav can barely see the outline of whatever it is, but Gods were they right. It is large. Their blade lifts, their feet slowly moving backwards, desperately searching for ways to have the advantage over such a creature.

“Steady yourself, paladin.” A low rumble of a voice speaks in the silence, an unfamiliar accent that rolls over the syllables like a wave catches Tavs attention. If they weren’t so threatened right now, it would perhaps make their knees shake. Something about this voice makes them feel strangely at ease, so they lower their sword. “Step into the light, whatever you are.” They say back, still on edge, but no longer about to tip.

The metal of the dark armor moves with each of his steps, the moonlight shining on the intricate golden lines of the plating. The clawed gauntlets wrap around the hilt of his sword as he holds it infront of him, burying the edge into the ground before them. This would perhaps look like a powerful paladin to someone else, but Tav knows better. This is the thing the oathbreakers answer too. Their mentor and their savior. The Oathbreaker Knight. A forgotten paladin with a forgotten name. Their eyes slightly widen. “You have broken your oath.” Even with the heavy helmet that covers his face, the words are not muffled. They are spoken in that same low voice the same way a lover would whisper against their neck in the morning. His voice is so close, as if they could reach out their hand and run it down his armor. Their eyes squeeze shut. No! This is the Oathbreaker Knight! Shouldn’t they be furious that be dared step up to them? All the tales say that this being is pure evil, turning a virtuous paladin into a lunatic with a sharp sword, an army of undead behind them.

“I… I didn’t understand..” Tav tries to find the right words to explain the loss of their oath, but an explanation turns to ash in their mouth. The Knight waits for them, his mighty sword still planted in the ground. “The woman was in such sorrow. I felt like I needed to offer her the wand, after everything she went through just to have her lover back. It felt cruel for an even crueler situation.” Their eyes flick down, watching the embers that seem to fly off the knight, dissipating into nothing in the night sky. If one were to kiss him, would they taste ash on his tongue? If he were to run his lips down the column of their neck, would those embers be present in every heated kiss, making them jerk in his hold with the sensation? Their gaze fully glances away from him now. Get ahold of yourself.

"Your oath was broken from the heart. Paladin, are you curious to know what lies at your fingertips now, or would you like to restore your oath?" A choice? Never has Tav heard a version of the tall tales where the knight offers a choice. What if those stories are wrong? It makes Tav wonder how else the knight may surprise them, but with an unpredictable Illithid tadpole nestled in their brain, they need something to rely on. "I'd like to restore my oath. Please." Impossibly, Tav sees something quickly flicker in the glowing eyes. Is that disappointment? The Knight takes heavy steps towards them, his sword lifting from the earth. A red glow flickers off of him as he raises his hand to them, the cool metal making contact with their forehead. Slightly, Tav feels the sharpened tips of the gauntlet bury into their hair, getting a grasp on it. The sensation is replaced by a divine light, and a feeling of being whole again. The weight of their oaths absence lifts from their shoulders, and they feel complete once more.

"It is done. Your oath is restored, Paladin. I will remain in your camp to observe you." Slowly does the armored hand untangle itself from Tavs hair. The burning orange eyes remain on theirs as he speaks his words in utter confidence.

Remain in their camp?

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