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vintagerpg · 8 months

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This week, let’s talk about the intersection of music and RPGs! Hällas, an “adventure rock” band from Sweden, seems like a good place to start. If you flip through the pics, that’s basically the cover of each of their releases. That’s the three full lengths: Excerpts from a Future Past (2017), Conundrum (2020) and Isle of Wisdom (2022); the self-titled EP (2015), the Tear of a Traitor/Carry On 7” (2020) and the Star Rider flexi (2018). Looking through those covers should give you a glimmer of an idea of how the band sounds. Which is unlike anything I’ve ever heard before, honestly. They cite a bunch of 70s prog bands like Uriah Heep and Rush as influences, but I don’t hear it. To these ears, the crisp, clean and bright science fantasy sounds of Hällas are entirely unique.

Which isn’t to say there isn’t some roleplaying nostalgia at play in their music, which for at least two albums chronicles the adventures of a heroic knight against the tyrants of his realm — there definitely is! But it’s a strange variety, a sort of nostalgia for nostalgia. It doesn’t conjure the feeling of actually playing a RPG at a table in a wood-paneled basement, or some similar specific retro gaming experience. Rather, it makes me nostalgic for WANTING to play RPGs, when it was all new and exciting and I just wanted to play all the time but couldn’t (that last bit hasn’t changed, I’ve just swapped newness out for deep familiarity).

Start with “Star Rider” and work out in either direction from there, and see if you don’t find yourself yearning to yearn adventure.

#tabletop rpg #dungeons & dragons #d&d #rpg #roleplaying game #ttrpg #music #vinyl #Hallas

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starlitsilver · 9 months

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since im thinking about space and space-themed things today. here's a song that fundamentally changed me when i found it like 5 years ago

#music #video #hallas #i have since fallen in love with this group. but this particular song/video has become a cornerstone of my aesthetic #i really like excerpts of a future past but i think conundrum is my favorite record of theirs #Youtube

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rookfeathers · 1 year

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consequences

#hallas is back and this time hes bloody :)#oc #my art #hallas

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bysithis · 2 years

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TESfest22 - confession/curse

that's right. two months late and i'm coming in with a TESfest entry. you love to see it.

anyway. sad gay werewolf hours! enjoy.

“Hallas?”

“Yes, my love?”

Somehow, Faelen can’t quite bring himself to meet his lover’s gaze. Instead, his eyes settle on his chest, flushed still and glistening, an amulet resting against his sternum. Made of tarnished silver, it shines dully in the candlelight: a curved warhorn, suspended on a chain of interlocking rings. Faelen’s hand moves, as if to reach out and touch it, before stilling atop Hallas’ stomach.

“There…—there was something I wanted to tell you.”

It comes out quieter than he meant it to. More worried. He suppressed a wince, glancing up at Hallas’ face to find dark brown eyes staring back at him from beneath a brow furrowed in concern.

“Are you alright?”

“I—yes, I’m fine. It’s—I’m fine.” Hallas shifts beneath him, rolling onto his side. Faelen again finds his gaze drawn to the amulet, the interlocking rings whispering against each other when Hallas rolls over.

“Really,” he emphasises. “I’m fine.”

Earlier, he’d gone to Farkas about it all. Gods know he isn’t the smartest of the Companions, but he might just be the best-natured.

I have to tell him, Farkas. Faelen was met with a steady gaze, with eyes so pale a blue they almost shone silver. It might be a horrible mistake. It might be the worst mistake of my life. But—but he needs to know. After all we’ve been through together, Hallas and I—

I understand.

Faelen blinked. You… you do?

Of course. A pause. Farkas smiled at him, his weathered and scarred face momentarily transformed. You love him. It isn’t hard to understand.

Farkas’ gaze finally left him, sliding towards the shape of the dying Gildergreen, her bare branches arching towards the sky, pale and ghostly in the gathering gloom. The two of them sat on the steps leading up to Jorrvaskr, ale in hand, the sound of laughter, music, and clashing blades drifting through the cool night air.

If you feel you must tell him, then tell him, he continued finally, turning again to look at Faelen. This time, the elf did not meet his gaze. Instead, he stared ahead, mouth downturned at the corners. But he will not like it.

I know. I know. It felt as if the weight on his chest would crush his lungs; the night breeze stole the words as they left his lips. But I do not tell him to make him happy. I tell him because… because it is the right thing to do. After a pause, he added. I will not tell him about you and the others. Don’t worry. I won’t bring the Companions into it.

Farkas let a breath out through his nose, taking a deep drink from his tankard. I know. I never thought you would, Faelen.

It helped to hear. Faelen let out a breath, nodding, fingers tapping nervously against the sides of his cup. He could feel the nerves jangling in his belly, making him feel sick. It was a chill night, yet sweat was beading on his brow, his upper lip; he tasted salt.

Next to him, Farkas shifted, pushing himself to his feet with a grunt. For a moment, he stood and stretched, a strip of skin revealed beneath his tunic when he spread his arms. Despite his size, Faelen always felt he looked so vulnerable without his armour; despite his size, he was. The Companions are legend walking, yes, but they are flesh and blood, as well.

Faelen. The elf looked up to meet Farkas’ eyes. He looked serious—more serious than Faelen remembered ever having seen him before. He will have silver.

“Faelen?”

He will have silver. Faelen blinks, coming back to himself. His hand smooths against Hallas’ bare side, dangerously close to the hanging amulet.

“Mm. I’m sorry.” The words are punctuated with a shake of the head. With a kiss, sweet and simple, pressed against the jut of Hallas’ collarbone.

“Don’t apologise,” comes the soft reply. “Just… tell me what’s going on.”

Hallas’ voice is soft, scratchy. Achingly familiar. Faelen blinks hard, feeling his eyes prick and burn. He can’t remember where Hallas put his sword. By the foot of the bed? By the door? When they stumbled into the bedroom earlier, drunk on mead and one another, he could barely tell his hands apart from Hallas’. How is he supposed to know where he put his sword?

“Alright. Alright. But just—just promise me you’ll hear me out.”

Hallas nods, voice hushed and grave when he replies, “Of course.”

Faelen can tell how worried he is—and he can tell how hard he’s trying to hide it. His brow is creased, jaw clenched tight, and he just can’t seem to keep his hands still. They smooth over Faelen’s shoulders, down his back, over his arms. In any other moment, it would be comforting. But now, moonlight spilling in through the window, making Faelen’s blood sing, making the silver shimmer?

Letting out a breath, Faelen pushes himself upright, a lump forming in his throat when he feels Hallas’ hand slip from his shoulder.

He will have silver. Faelen blinks around the room, eyes damp now, stinging; Hallas’ sword leans against the table on the far side of the room.

“I—well, there’s no easy way to say it. So, I suppose—I suppose I’ll just… say it.” A pause. The bed creaks as Hallas pushes himself upright, too, knees bent under the furs. Faelen can’t bring himself to look at him, and yet he must. Surely, he owes Hallas at least that much? Despite everything, he finds himself thinking of earlier: Hallas’ breath loud and quick in his ears, nails digging into the nape of his neck.

Faelen lifts his head and meets his gaze.

“I’m—a werewolf.” There’s a pause. A beat of silence. It takes a moment for the words to sink in, but then—

Faelen looks away from Hallas again before he can see the first tear spill over, cursing himself for his cowardice.

“I have been all this time. Since before we met. Long before. And I never told you because—” He will have silver. Despite everything, Faelen laughs, soft and sad. “Because of that… thing around your neck. I wanted to. You know? Back then, I was looking for a cure. I thought maybe if I told you—if I told you I wanted to get better, you might try to help me. But, in the end, I—was too scared.

“I—I control it. I swear, Hallas. No innocents have died at my hands, I promise you that.” Silence. Feeling as if he might be sick, Faelen turns to look at him again, feeling a pang behind his ribs when he’s met with red-rimmed eyes, Hallas’ jaw working. This time, though, Faelen doesn’t look away. “You must believe me.”

“How can I? How can I when you’ve been lying all this time?” His voice is shaking. Anger? Fear? Faelen can’t place it. Nonetheless, he feels his stomach twist. “A werewolf… By the Gods, Faelen. You realise the position you’ve put me in?”

“Was I supposed to not tell you? Would you have preferred that?”

“No—Gods, no. But that would have been simpler.” Hallas pushes a hand back through dark hair, eyes screwed tight shut. Faelen feels the need to reach out, to find his hands with his own, but he forces himself to stay still. Part of him fears that Hallas’ body will come alive like silver. That it will burn the skin from his palms.

Another part of him thinks that to touch him one last time—one last time before the inevitable severance—would be worth the scars.

“You know who I am. What I am,” Hallas is saying. “I am a Vigilant of Stendarr. I have a duty to Him, Faelen. A duty to—”

“To spread His mercy?” Faelen bites. “A curious mercy, that which comes at the point of a sword.”

“I do what I believe to be right,” Hallas pushes, voice raised to match his own. “Can you say the same? Why else would you keep this from me if not because you know it is wrong?”

“You cannot think that. You cannot think that.” The words come out a plea. “You know why I didn’t tell you, Hallas, and it had nothing to do with feeling wrong.”

“Then what? Tell me.” He will have silver. It is not all he has, Faelen thinks, hearing the unyielding hardness of his voice; he has steel. “Tell me why.”

“Hallas, enough.” He makes to push himself up out of the bed, at last, waiting for the moment Hallas will spring up from the bed, grab his sword and cut him down. Only, the moment doesn’t come. Hallas only watches him, eyes bright with tears still, though he no longer cries. Faelen turns away, looking for where his trousers landed earlier, and feels fingers curl about his wrist.

“No. Tell me why.”

Without thinking, he snatches his hand back, getting up so quickly he almost stumbles. “Because I didn’t want to be a pelt on your floor! Because I didn’t want to be a head mounted on your wall! I do not want to be anything apart from what I am, Hallas—but I do not want to die, either.”

A pause. Hallas is quiet for a moment, small and pale amid the furs strewn over the bed. Meek. That’s how he seemed when Faelen first met him, too. He remembers the first time he saw him hold his sword. Remembers thinking how little it suited him.

Finally, Hallas replies.

“Then you should leave.”

And, after pulling on his trousers, Faelen does.

#the ending is a bit rough bc i just wanted to finish the damn thing #but! here it is #at last #faelen #hallas #tesfest22 #skyrim fanfiction #skyrim fic #farkas #(briefly)#tesblr #elder scrolls #tes oc #tes ocs

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thistlequest · 1 year

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a 7” vinyl cover that I did for class for the song Star Rider by Hällas! Highly recommend this song and the album it’s from 🌟<3

#hallas #hallas band #excerpts from a future past #fantasy art #scififantasy #adventure rock #my art

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cheaphandjob · 1 year

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Took my mom to a show last night with a loaded lineup! Danava, Hällas, Haunt, Satan, and Night Demon. Everyone ripped, and I’m gonna be riding this serotonin high for awhile

#too bad I’m not going with everyone to Hells Heroes this week #maybe next year #the blogger #me #Hallas #hällas #star rider

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mrr080t0 · 1 year

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#mrr080t0workjams2023 #mrr080t0workjams #workjams #judaspriest #hallas #hällas #johncarpenter #mystifier #DrOctagon #KoolKeith #hiphop #undergroundhiphop #synth #Synthwave #rock #rocknroll #rockandroll #metal #heavymetal #BlackMetal #brazilianblackmetal https://www.instagram.com/p/CnkEikLpbp0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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pre-cambrian · 6 months

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HALLAS!!! AAAA!!!

#IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THEM SINCE 2016 #Hallas #personal

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stephantom · 5 months

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55, 66?

55. Future World - Helloween

This has been on my top 100 before, because it’s one I play to cheer myself up, or get hyped for something, like running or doing chores. It’s a silly speed/power metal song about traveling to the future and finding out that it’s fucking great (“a world that’s full of love… we all live in happiness”). There’s an interlude with slide-whistles and buzzers and shit. Idk. Helloween is just… silly good vibes.

Also, they had 3 eras of different lead singers over the past few decades but now all three perform and write new music together and I love them.

66. Strider - Hällas

Unfortunately, I don’t think this song is about Aragorn. Or is it? I’ll carry this sword ‘til I die, as we ride to the edge of the sky! It’s about a heroic knight, anyway. I love everything by Hallas—I might even say they’re my favorite band right now.

#long post #sorry uhh to say so much I just really like talking about my favorite bands #music #Spotify etc #helloween #hallas

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modelsof-color · 5 months

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Ayak Akon and Halla Madol by Carmen Rose for Vogue Arabia December 2023

#halla madol #ayak akon

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bysithis · 1 year

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hello friend! for the OC ask game: 28 for Madlen, 33 for Faelen, 24 for Hallas, 34 for Yiri :) fell free to switch em up if you're worried about spoiling stories or if there's repeats in here of course <3

ty friend!! <3 <3 love an excuse to talk about my guys :3

28. Are they an “explore everything in the area” type of person, or do they go “straight there and back”?

madlen is definitely an "explore everything in the area" type of person. while living life on the open road, she had to learn to make the most of every possible resource; as a thief, she's learned to develop an eye for detail and a keen investigative nature. together, these things mean that she is constantly on the lookout for stuff of value/stuff she can use.

on top of that, she's a curious individual. while exploring the wilds, she's climbing every tree, checking every bush, searching every cave. she wants to see everything, from every possible angle, for no other reason but to really, truly know it.

33. Do they have a specific color scheme?

i would say i mostly associate faelen with greys, dark greens, and muted browns--in other words, when i think of him i think of the landscape of skyrim itself. he's a wood elf ranger and spends a lot of his time skulking about in the wilderness, clothed in furs and leathers or in his werewolf form, so i feel a muted, natural palette suits him.

24. Who would they consider their biggest rival?

ooh.. that's a good question. hmm...

some background on hallas: he is a vigilant of stendarr, who was in a relationship with faelen until faelen revealed he'd secretly been a werewolf the entire time. after they parted ways, faelen got together with vilkas.

so, with all that out of the way, i guess his biggest rival is vilkas..? not just in a love rival sense, but in that to hallas i imagine vilkas represents the way of life faelen has chosen over him. a way of life he knows will always be more important to faelen than he is.

34. What is their most preferred weapon type? (Ex: Glass dagger, dwarven bow, etc)

yiri is a magic user who specialises in destruction magic, so her preferred weapon is a ball of fire! however, if we're talking non-magical weapons only, i'd say her preferred weapon is a bow. she's not fussy about what type of bow; the thing just needs to allow her to deal damage while staying out of harm's way!

#TY AGAIN!! this was so much fun <3 #syd #madlen #faelen #hallas #yiri #skyrim ocs #replies #asks

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