Baldur's Gate 3 is going well.
So far I have about 10 different characters, and haven't even gotten to the druid grove yet. :D
About what I expected honestly. Too many cool character concepts and ideas in my head.
Anji, wood elf monk.
Berdur, orc fighter.
Mirelle, githyanki ranger.
Fareeha, teifling paladin (aka, how close can I get trying to make a lightforged draenei?).
Rose Sunsong, orc bard.
Mikal Erendis, human war cleric of Helm.
Liessa, drow warlock, archfey pact.
Tav, tiefling sorcerer, red dragon bloodline.
Serenity Rosemeadow, high elf barbarian.
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Enough Caffeine to Kill an Elephant
Listen. It was an accident. He didn't mean to! It just kinda happened.
So maybe he brought a drink with enough caffeine in it to kill an elephant within a few minutes, and maybe he forgot to put the sleeve on his cup so he could tell it apart from the others, but it's not his fault! He didn't think anyone else was going to have the exact same Yeti cup as him! It's not like he'd seen any of the others carry one before. Besides, he worked with superheros. They should be smart enough to check before drinking someone else's drink.
Danny had been summoned by the Justice League Dark a few years back in order to help with a world ending crisis and he just didn't leave. It's not like he could go anywhere anyway. His ghost half hadn't grown past fourteen and his human half had stopped visibly aging at eighteen. He'd had to leave town as Danny Fenton, but he'd stayed in Amity Park as Danny Phantom. When his parents died of old age, thank god, he'd closed down the portal, stuck around for a few more years, before traveling the world as Danny Fenton.
Anyway, he'd taken up residence in the House of Mysteries after the JLD had summoned him. Constantine, at first, had been wary, but he and the rest of the JLD had grown to accept him. He was an honorary member of the team.
At some point, just after Robin had become Red Robin, Danny had been introduced to the Justice League. He liked those guys, too, and worked with them sometimes. Though, he usually only went to bug them.
Red Robin had been very interested in the fact that his was fourteen and working with grown heros, like he was one to talk, but Danny hadn't explained anything other than saying that he had died and come back. The following conversation was an interesting one that lead to Danny knowing that Nightwing was the Batman he'd met and that Batman was lost somewhere. He'd confirmed that the man was not dead, but he hadn't offered to help look for him. He probably should have, in retrospect.
Back on topic! Everyone in the JLD knew not to touch Danny's drink. They'd all seen him make it before and had been horrified on varying degrees. It's not like it could kill him. He's already half dead! So long as he only drank this specific brew as Phantom, he'd be fine.
The Justice League, apparently, didn't get the memo. He blames Constantine because Zatanna and Raven can do no wrong. No, John, he's not biased.
The point is, Red Robin just had a sip of Danny's drink. The horror he now felt was akin to the fear he held when he'd told his parents he was Phantom. (An interaction that had gone very well, thank you very much.)
Danny knew the exact moment that the vigilante realized he grabbed the wrong drink. His eyes widened to an astonishing degree, and, if he'd been able to seen his eyes behind the mask, Danny knew that the man's pupils would've completely overtaken the irises. His hands started shaking, too. Oh, no. The man's already addicted to hellish amounts of coffee. This is only going to make it worse!
Quickly, and without drawing any attention, thank the Ancients, Danny rushed over. "You, um, you okay, man?" Obviously not, but he tends to talk when he's anxious and he was certainly anxious right now. He could've possibly just killed a man via poison!
"What the fuck is in this coffee?" Red Robin asked, going to take another sip.
Danny pulled the Yeti from his hand and gave him the proper one. "Enough caffeine to kill an elephant."
"Obviously not, seeing as I'm still alive."
"Yeah, I can't tell if that's a good thing or not."
"Excuse me?"
"I-I mean-! I didn't-! You know what I mean." Caffeine is poisonous in excess, and his drink was way beyond excess, but it's the only thing that works for him as a ghost! Superpowered metabolism and all that.
"Do I?" The laugh in his voice answered for him. He took a sip from his drink and frowned at it. "I don't think any coffee will ever be enough again."
"And that's my cue to get my drink very far away from you." Danny turned, fully intent on moving to the other side of the room. Besides, the meeting was going to start as soon as the Flash and Kid Flash arrived, which would be soon. Something about one of their Rouges getting out?
"What?" Red Robin asked, "Why?" If he was a little desperate to get another sip of that coffee, he'd rather not acknowledge it.
"Because you don't need anymore lethal coffee," he muttered, "The sip you took will already keep you awake for three days at least, and it probably jump started an addiction. Best to stop it now. Besides, I need to go have my crisis on how the hell you're still alive after even a sip of this stuff."
"Again, rude." The bird themed vigilante crossed his arms as best he could while holding his cup. "If it's so dangerous, why do you drink it?"
Danny took a deliberate sip as he locked eyes with the technically younger man. "I'm dead. I don't need to worry about my heart stopping or having a seizure."
"Excuses."
"No, it's not 'excuses'. I'm saving your life."
"You're a kid. If I can't have that coffee, then you shouldn't be having it."
"First, I'm older than you. Second, I already told you: I'm dead. This isn't going to hurt me. Third, you can't tell me what to do."
"There's no way you're older than me. You're like, ten."
"I'm thirty-eight!" He balked, "I only look fourteen because I died when I was fourteen. We've been over this."
Neither noticed the entire Justice League looking at them. The two they were waiting on had arrived a few minutes ago and everyone was ready to start the meeting, but they'd been distracted by the two's conversation. Was that true? Had Phantom really died so young? They'd all been made aware he was not living, but they didn't think he'd died so young! Though, that was probably the denial speaking.
The Justice League Dark had been fully aware of this and didn't really bat an eye. Though, someone should probably get this meeting started. A potentially world ending threat was the topic, and that was a pretty important thing to discuss.
Captain Marvel was the first to pull himself together, though that was only after Atlas and Zeus had mentally slapped him out of his stupur. "As, ah, riveting as this conversation is," he stepped between the two boys- er, boy and man? "we really need to start this meeting."
Batman did not clear his throat because he'd not lost his voice in the first place. "He's right. Everyone take your seats."
Part 2
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A mix of Fallout 4 and Baldur's gate 3 characters.
I haven't made that much progress in the storylines for either game, but I *have* made a bunch more characters. :D
Boss Barracuda (real name Nicole).
Getting into middle age she's pretty old for a raider and has seen some shit.
Her second in command Sully thought it was time for a younger, smarter and more ambitious person to lead and betrayed her with some of the people of their band he'd convinced to join him.
He didn't kill her though, and Barracuda very much intends to show him that she's still got what it takes be the boss.
Even if it means joining forces, temporarily at least, with a freakin' boy scout.
Amber, gnome beast master ranger, for a playthrough where the goal is "Summons for Everyone!" who I have in the party.
Li'xaeth, githyanki wizard. Pays lip service to Vlaakith, but wants to gain knowledge and power by her own skill and means. Does not like how restrictive githyanki society is.
Also, since githyanki start with medium armor proficiency, I intend to make a heavily armored wizard. ;)
Nimiel - celestial succubus, infiltrator and scout.
Because sometimes the Heavens wants to take a more subtle approach.
Best friends with Lauriel, the guardian angel (who is currently in the form of a big, white dog).
Lovendia Suvaris, drow cleric of Lolth.
Not a very good cleric. Oh she does all the rituals, torture and say all the right prayers, but her superiors can tell her heart's not really in it. She's, frankly, a nerd. She loves studying the natural world; spiders, fungi, plants, animals. Even wild magic and other humanoids.
So they sent her on a research mission, where she can't nag her senior cleric about studying spiders and myconids (for the glory of Lolth, of course!) and be less of a disappointment to her mother.
The sunlight is a bit of a bother, but so far even getting a tadpole in her brain after getting snatched up by ilithids have been a more interesting four days than the previous five years in her opinion.
Styx, my "came back wrong from the cryo sleep" character receives a reward from Ug'Qualtoth for killing the woman that was almost a friend to her.
Now she has a new friend! And there's more to discover, the voice in her head promises.
Life's hard for a deep gnome orphan on the streets of Baldur's Gate.
Stinger survived though. Although barely sometimes.
But she got into a good gang, the Bugs, and got a mentor in an older male who looked after her. (Like really old. 19, or even 20!)
She grew up, learned to fight. She had good eyesight and a steady hand, so being the gang's lookout and marksman was a natural fit for her.
And then she got snatched up by a nautiloid. Things after that got fuckin' weird.
Rajadi was an erinyes that got on the bad side of Zariel. She got her wings ripped off and was cast into another reality.
Frankly, she doesn't mind too much being out of the Blood War, but she really wants her wings back. And to get them back, she has to do enough deeds and/or damage to catch Zariel's attention again.
Which is both easier and harder than it seems in a place like the Commowealth of 2287.
Also started a Lae'zel playthrough. Stomping the ilithid to death in the crashed Nautiloid looks especially good with her. :)
Sometimes two friends are a mutant from the remnants of Germany who dresses like a pre-war comic book character and a wastelander who wants to make really good maps. :)
Mikal Erendis, my war cleric of Helm, does Not Approve of Kagha's idea of disproportional sense of "justice" against offending minors.
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SO, I made my own tragic legendary sea cookie since that seems to be the theme for devsis in between comms-
Beneath the dark, forgotten waves of the west sea, amongst a once bustling and colorful coral forest is it's sleepy monarch; Grand Reef Cookie. A jolly, yet strangely complaisant individual who spends his frail, doddering years tending to the decaying remains of his children's once proud homeland.
They have all left, of course. Some more hesitant than others to leave their loving father's side. But, Grand Reef Cookie was insistent of their retreat. That, unlike him, they were not bound to their namesake in soul and body. That the ocean held much more plentiful and vibrant sights that were not to be wasted fretting over a forgotten relic of the past.
That doesn't stop many from visiting though... Bringing with them trinkets and offerings to help alleviate his wistful loneliness.
But, unlike some of his children, Grand Reef doesn't harbor any resentment for cookies. It's just not in his nature to harbor any hatred for... Well, anything, really. A reef is meant to be a nurturing and peaceful place for even the most ruthless apex predator, to be unwelcoming and unkind to even one creature would go against his very nature.
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Why be a betrayed and/or volatile tragic, when you can be a sweet, hospice patient kind of tragic? That, and sea pollution and global warming tragic, I mean it's right there-
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