#khemuret xul

[perahn]

So I made a Khem for Varash's dream figure, because I wanted to see how close I could get. Turns out, apart from the armour, it's pretty close, and when you set her against a background of fire.... *chef's kiss*

#baldur's gate 3 #khemuret xul #varash the githzerai

[codenamecynic]

Haaaaaappy Biiiirthdayyyyyy @perahn!

Keeping in the theme of this year, have a Khem-leficent and her minions polymorphed friends in coloring book style, judging the hell out of something (as they do).

Good help is so hard to find.

#happy birthday #perahn #cynic draws some shit #obviously inspired by disney characters and shenanigans from our game #alternative ethics #khemuret xul #shayazi #ceitidh mhuilneir #taliesin harper

[bettydice]

@perahn‘s birthday is already happening in her timezone, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY! <3 <3 Have some music that can accompany you while you’re exploring Khem’s twisted thoughts and feelings. (She loves us!) Thank you for cotinuing to codex and to bring all your feels to our dnd sessions and just being the fantastic You! Love you <3

#Dungeons and Dragons #khemuret xul #alternative ethics #perahn #original composition #piano music #piano composition #nightred notes

[showusyourvegetables]

This is fine.

#dnd #alternative ethics #taliesin harper ferryman #ceitidh mhuilneir #khemuret xul #shayazi #special appearance by #storm giant #monster mash #roll20 #everything hurts and we're dying

[needlesslycryptic]

D&D party commission for @perahn​! They are: Jarnath Vierin, dark elf cleric of Vhaeraun, Katy Miller, half-elf wild magic sorceress, Taliesin Harper, human rogue, Khemuret Xul, human wizard and Shayazi, half-orc monk! 

#Dungeons and Dragons #drow #dark elf #elf #half-elf #half-orc #cleric #commissions #this was so much fun to draw!! such a cool bunch of characters

[ao3feed-reddwarf]

No Kind of Atmosphere

by Fionavar

It's cold outside, there's no kind of atmosphere I'm all alone, more or less...

Taliesin Harper is making his slow way home on the Jupiter Mining Corps ship Red Dwarf. He has a pet cat, the friendship of an Awesome and Powerful Supercomputer, and a very unpleasant coworker. Things, unsurprisingly, get worse.

Words: 3692, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game), Red Dwarf

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Taliesin Harper|Taliesin Ferryman, Khemuret Xul, Shayazi, Ceitidh Mhùilneir|Katy Miller, Jarnath Vierin

Additional Tags: Crack, Crossover, Lots of Smegging Silliness, and occasional feels

Fionavar from AO3 works tagged 'Red Dwarf' https://ift.tt/2vMMaaO via IFTTT

#IFTTT #AO3Feed #Red Dwarf #Fanfic #Fan Fiction

[perahn]

Chapters: 47/? Fandom: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Khemuret Xul, Shayazi, Jarnath Vierin, Assorted NPCs, Taliesin Harper | Taliesin Ferryman, Ceitidh Mhùilneir | Katy Miller Additional Tags: Backstory, Campaign Notes, In-Character Journalling, much of it contextless, Red Wizards of Thay, Enemies to Friends, Slow burn friendship, murderbot learns to love Series: Part 2 of Khemuret Xul Summary:

The Red Wizard Khemuret Xul has been travelling with some very strange individuals. She records her thoughts about them and the events they're involved in. Expect paranoia, skewed logic, snotty comments about everything, and crazy prophetic nightmares. Even the occasional emotion - but don't say that where Khem can hear you.

The in-character journal of my D&D campaign, run by vhaerauning, with Dakoyone as Shay, codenamecynic as Harper, and Bettydice as Katy.

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So out into Eryndlyn’s streets the three of us went, putatively a Red Wizard and two of her higher-ranking slaves, to the temple of Selvetarm. Any time that deity has been mentioned, from Jarnath’s first lesson on the Dark Seldarine, to Amalaryn De-ghim’s explanation of the attack on the temple of Vhaeraun, to Zilnith cradling the stump of his wrist and weakly complaining that we were still talking to him and that he would prefer that the Selvetarglin had burned him alive on the altar of Vhaeraun instead of just his severed hand, the speaker has commented on Selvetarm’s exceptional stupidity. Well, I can confirm it....

#writing #khemuret xul #dnd #alternative ethics #it's been so long!

[perahn]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game), Galaxy Quest (1999) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Shayazi/Ceitidh Mhùilneir | Katy Miller, Taliesin Harper | Taliesin Ferryman/Quirt | Medhredel Wyrdhallow, but only if you squint - Relationship Characters: Khemuret Xul, Taliesin Harper | Taliesin Ferryman, Ceitidh Mhùilneir | Katy Miller, Aunrae, Quirt | Medhredel Wyrdhallow, Jarnath Vierin, Shayazi, Jadesa, Serannis, Brighthip, Eleazirconoriel, Alytha Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Galaxy Quest AU, Humour, Technobabble Summary:

The Alternative Ethics crew, plus a few NPCs, in the Galaxy Quest AU that literally only one person asked for.

Jarnath poses a lot, Katy flies a starship, Aunrae drinks, Harper just wants Katy to survive this, and Khem and Medh suffer. How is anyone supposed to stay in character under these conditions?

#writing #alternative ethics #khemuret xul #WOW this got away from me

[perahn]

Chapters: 48/? Fandom: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Khemuret Xul, Shayazi, Jarnath Vierin, Assorted NPCs, Taliesin Harper | Taliesin Ferryman, Ceitidh Mhùilneir | Katy Miller Additional Tags: Backstory, Campaign Notes, In-Character Journalling, much of it contextless, Red Wizards of Thay, Enemies to Friends, Slow burn friendship, murderbot learns to love Series: Part 2 of Khemuret Xul Summary:

The Red Wizard Khemuret Xul has been travelling with some very strange individuals. She records her thoughts about them and the events they're involved in. Expect paranoia, skewed logic, snotty comments about everything, and crazy prophetic nightmares. Even the occasional emotion - but don't say that where Khem can hear you.

The in-character journal of my D&D campaign, run by vhaerauning, with Dakoyone as Shay, codenamecynic as Harper, and Bettydice as Katy.

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As Aunrae and I watched from our vantage point, Katy dusted off her ‘pirate queen’ persona and went to speak to the Larkspur’s alleged captain as a peer. This did not appear to go well, with the elf denying being a pirate in the first place and Katy studiously ignoring the dwarf’s attempts to shoo her away from the table in favour of offering the elf some assistance with her makeup. As this did not seem to be leading anywhere useful, Harper entered the fray. The dwarf called him Katy’s procurer; Harper punched him for it; and the elf decided she would talk to Katy about makeup after all, but in five minutes, and alone outside. I suggested to Aunrae that she should follow the decoy, and she slipped away.

When we reconvened outside, there was no sign of the elf. Aunrae, who doesn’t often lose someone she sets out to follow, explained that she had simply vanished. So we set off for the ship, intending to pursue the ‘potential crew’ approach – no more plan than that, and if we’d ever had any further objective than ‘find out about the ship and acquire some portion of the gold it’s bringing into Skullport’, nobody mentioned it to me. It was very much in keeping with our usual approach, I suppose, and achieved similar outcomes – but I get ahead of myself.

#writing #dnd #alternative ethics #khemuret xul #buckle up #it's a long one

[perahn]

Nettle - Khem

From the flower prompt: Nettle = Cruelty

“The skull’s jawbone is stitched in place with a rusted chain,” Khem says, her hands held respectfully still and exposed to Mistress Kharzura’s scrutiny. “One eyesocket is filled with water so black it swallows all reflections, and so deep it cannot ripple. Its breath is a foul-smelling, multi-coloured fog, and what that fog touches, changes. The skull laughs, and I fall into the empty eyesocket. The recurring are there, presences that become the walls of a maze. It takes hours to follow the darkness to the centre. I know something huge and malevolent watches as I step forward. It laughs when I take the – the -”

Mistress Kharzura sighs as Khem stammers to a halt. “After seventeen iterations of this dream, you still fail at the centre?”

“Yes, mistress,” Khem says, offering no pointless excuse. “Although I still believe it may be eigh-”

“No,” the Red Wizard cuts her off, certain and impatient. “There have been no confirmed sightings of ineffable horrors since the fall of the Netherese; the creatures are probably extinct, unlinked to this skull, and – as we agreed at the time – almost certainly represented Khaseth’s attempt to use your intestines for his anthropomancy. You have not dreamed them since his death, have you?”

“No, mistress.” There has been little time to establish a cessation – less than a month since she regained consciousness chained and blindfolded, to the sound of knife on whetstone, since that one desperate chance to survive granted by Khaseth’s desire to make her suffer instead of just killing her – but Mistress Kharzura knows that as well as Khem does, and Khem will not argue the point.

“Exactly,” Mistress Kharzura says, studying the papers in front of her without looking up. It still recalls their first meeting, Khem thinks. Almost twenty years have passed since then, fifteen as a student, nearly five as one of Mistress Kharzura’s apprentices. Khem is taller, more accomplished, and she is much more familiar with her mentor since they have been able to work openly together, but Mistress Kharzura’s authority is as absolute and effortlessly wielded as ever. It will serve her well, when she becomes Headmistress.

A time that will come sooner if Khem could only be useful, if she could get this right -

“I don’t know what it was,” Khem says quietly. She will not attempt to disguise her failure, but she will not hide this, either. “But this time it… it felt like power. Something that was mine to claim and wield, if I dared. If I was strong enough.”

Mistress Kharzura looks up suddenly at that. Her eyes, the irises barely lighter than the pupils, search Khem’s. “An artefact? A spell?”

“More like…” How to explain the weight of a dream? The challenge and the solidity of it, the bright core of power? “Like…” Suddenly she has it. “When I was eleven and trying to kill Se-atma without attracting the attention of those of my clique who were personally loyal to him, and I found suggestion in the library. I knew it would take considerable work to learn it, and the attempt might destroy me – but if I could master it, its potential was nearly limitless. It could free me of him, but it could do… well, almost anything else.”

Mistress Kharzura smiles, and Khem stares. It is not just her mistress’s amusement, nor her satisfaction that her apprentice has explained a concept that previously eluded her, nor even the familiar Red Wizard lust at the idea of power to be seized. “Indeed, there’s nothing quite like suggestion. Well -”

There is ice in Khem’s throat, sharp and coldly burning. She swallows, again and again, but it does not melt or dislodge, even when Mistress Kharzura dismisses her to the day’s research. She stares through her text on Karsus and sees only Mistress Kharzura’s smile, hears only her voice.

Suggestion. Khem has been sure for years that Mistress Kharzura had engineered Pteptah’s elimination attempt. They had only been eight at the time: there was no way Pteptah could have held his mind against a senior instructor and the whisper of her will. Find Khemuret alone, Mistress Kharzura might have suggested. Khem isn’t sure, even now… did she tell him to fail, weighting Khem with the notoriety that followed the first of their year to kill? Or was he unfettered, the test of Khem’s skills and desire to survive? The test that determined whether she was worth Mistress Kharzura’s time?

There’s no point asking Mistress Kharzura, of course. The need to know burns in Khem like a furnace, constant, fuelled by any question or unsolved mystery, but her mistress never does answer things she thinks Khem should work out herself. And Pteptah… Khem knows enough. She doesn’t need confirmation of the central truth of it, and the details are not the ice in her throat.

There was another student once. Not so much older than Pteptah, a memory burnt as deeply, a scar more livid than Se-atma’s branded handprint. Khem had enemies, she knew that, but Khaizri had not been one of them any more than Pteptah had, and she had -

- she had -

Khem shakes her head, denies the ice, refuses the memory, banishes a smile and a voice. If she does not look at the shadows, they cannot swallow her.

#khemuret xul #alternative ethics #bettydice #whooof it has been so long #and this is rough as guts #but it still feels good to write again

[perahn]

Ko-fi Commission from @savbakk !

She caught Khem in a soft moment, and isn't it gorgeous?

#khemuret xul #alternative ethics

[perahn]

Stealing from @wizardysseus

home screen / last listened to / last pic taken

Tagging @bettydice @codenamecynic @dakoyone and anyone else who feels like it.

#meme #featuring #khemuret xul #as drawn by #needlessly cryptic #and a lovely red-blossomed gum tree

[perahn]

Look at this gorgeous portrait of Khem and Twitch!

commissioned from the amazing shatteredmagic, whom I cannot recommend highly enough.

#art #Khemuret Xul #alternative ethics #Red Wizard #displacer beast #dnd #AAAAAAA #my gorgeous girl #her tentakitty

[perahn]

Chapters: 44/? Fandom: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Khemuret Xul, Shayazi, Jarnath Vierin, Assorted NPCs, Taliesin Harper | Taliesin Ferryman, Ceitidh Mhùilneir | Katy Miller Additional Tags: Backstory, Campaign Notes, In-Character Journalling, much of it contextless, Red Wizards of Thay, Enemies to Friends, Slow burn friendship, murderbot learns to love Series: Part 2 of Khemuret Xul Summary:

The Red Wizard Khemuret Xul has been travelling with some very strange individuals. She records her thoughts about them and the events they’re involved in. Expect paranoia, skewed logic, snotty comments about everything, and crazy prophetic nightmares. Even the occasional emotion - but don’t say that where Khem can hear you.

The in-character journal of my D&D campaign, run by vhaerauning, with Dakoyone as Shay, codenamecynic as Harper, and Bettydice as Katy.

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Harper and I went to talk to Tabuirr. The primary intent was to see if he had a further anti-Cyricist objective; given our success at flushing out his quarry, it would seem reasonable to maintain momentum. The secondary was to learn the key sequence that would get us through the teleportation blockade they’d placed over Skullport, in order to give the Dagger time to consolidate before additional Cyricists attacked. I anticipated no problems with either, which shows how stupid I can be. All that we’d achieved in pursuit of a mutual goal won us only an audience; for anything more we had to bargain….

Drow.

I wish their unpleasant spider goddess would drag them all off to her cobwebby pits.

#writing #khemuret xul #d&d #alternative ethics #two chapters

[perahn]

Chapters: 40/? Fandom: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Khemuret Xul, Shayazi, Jarnath Vierin, Assorted NPCs, Taliesin Harper | Taliesin Ferryman, Ceitidh Mhùilneir | Katy Miller Additional Tags: Backstory, Campaign Notes, In-Character Journalling, much of it contextless, Red Wizards of Thay, Enemies to Friends, Slow burn friendship, murderbot learns to love Series: Part 2 of Khemuret Xul Summary:

The Red Wizard Khemuret Xul has been travelling with some very strange individuals. She records her thoughts about them and the events they're involved in. Expect paranoia, skewed logic, snotty comments about everything, and crazy prophetic nightmares. Even the occasional emotion - but don't say that where Khem can hear you.

The in-character journal of my D&D campaign, run by vhaerauning, with Dakoyone as Shay, codenamecynic as Harper, and Bettydice as Katy.

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Katy is likewise pleased with the change of plans, and we were discussing what we would do instead, and how Jarnath would be informed of the decision and coaxed out of the inevitable sulks – or, at least, Katy and Harper were – when a large dead spider dropped from the ceiling in front of Harper.

The implications were obvious and concerning. I don’t have spiders within the bounds of my mansion, not even to torment Jarnath as yet, and the room was not set to accept others’ input, apart from verbal food orders given to the servitors. Therefore, someone else had interfered, someone with enough power to completely ignore the boundaries of my spell, and, given that Jarnath had proclaimed dead arachnids to be a sign of Vhaeraun’s favour, it wasn’t difficult to find a suspect.

Nevertheless, I burned it.

#writing #khemuret xul #alternative ethics

[perahn]

Chapters: 45/? Fandom: Dungeons & Dragons (Roleplaying Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Khemuret Xul, Shayazi, Jarnath Vierin, Assorted NPCs, Taliesin Harper | Taliesin Ferryman, Ceitidh Mhùilneir | Katy Miller Additional Tags: Backstory, Campaign Notes, In-Character Journalling, much of it contextless, Red Wizards of Thay, Enemies to Friends, Slow burn friendship, murderbot learns to love Series: Part 2 of Khemuret Xul Summary:

The Red Wizard Khemuret Xul has been travelling with some very strange individuals. She records her thoughts about them and the events they're involved in. Expect paranoia, skewed logic, snotty comments about everything, and crazy prophetic nightmares. Even the occasional emotion - but don't say that where Khem can hear you.

The in-character journal of my D&D campaign, run by vhaerauning, with Dakoyone as Shay, codenamecynic as Harper, and Bettydice as Katy.

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… managing well while Medhredel was choosing an absurdly inaccurate figurine of a solar, but started to fray around the edges when Katy sent to Cort to let him know we’d be at the house in five minutes. I knew to look for it, but Medhredel picked it up as well - he does pay very close attention to Harper - and asked him if everything was all right. Harper answered that much as he usually does: by claiming to be fine, ignoring further enquiries, and taking Katy’s arm.

 This left Medhredel asking me what the problem was, which obviously wasn’t a question I would answer, even if I finally know most of it. I could redirect the initial enquiry by telling him about the people he would shortly be meeting, and the second attempt by explaining that I lacked experience with family dynamics - which was true, if limited - and that coming here made Harper anxious - which Medhredel could plainly see for himself. He accepted that, more or less, and the conversation turned to Thay - its geological and agricultural characteristics, the storm shield and generalised weather control, Medhredel’s curiosity to see it for himself. I suggested the latter might be unwise; he said that I seemed harmless enough, and he could be very charming and useful when he chose to be.

 I’ve no doubt members of my order would find him useful indeed, and that he would probably enjoy the experience somewhat less than being useful to the Xanathar.  But the subject dropped as he started sniffing the windborne scent of horse dung with something approaching delight. I suppose he’s been away from the surface for ten years, but still…

#writing #alternative ethics #khemuret xul