#saintsdawn

[mieluselul]

continued / @saintsdawn

when in good spirits , aneska ( despite her rather explosive personality ) can be saccharine , gracious , easy to please. which is why , when florence laughs , she does , too. a bright , airy giggle , paired by an emphatic clasp of her hands.

" yes , exactly !! " & her smile settles , here , into something more reserved , almost sly , but still sweet. " i mean , i've been told that i'm a blazing cunt , but , you know ⏤ " she winks , shrugs , " isn't that how it goes ? i'm a beautiful , honest woman with a sense of humor. i don't think i'm so bad. but people will tell you that i'm a nasty bitch. "

#IC. #saintsdawn #V BGIII

[celestialdetected]

@saintsdawn says: ❛ unfortunately for everyone, i will keep doing whatever i want.  ❜

Arawn took a long, slow, drag of his ale. He closed his eyes and said with the exhaustion of someone who knew when to cut their losses and said. "I know you will Flo, I know you will."

"And I will be there to scrape you up off the ground when it gets you killed."

#he's so tired of his sibling #saintsdawn #bathing in holy fire // dnd verse.

[endawn]

📐 + flo's 5'8" nonsense

send 📐 + your character's height to compare with one or more of mine!

#❪ ⋅ ✹ ⋆ —┊ ❛ meme response. ❜ ❫ #❪ ⋅ ✹ ⋆ —┊ ❛ answered. ❜ ❫ #large image // #❪ ⋅ ✹ ⋆ —┊ ❛ ooc. ❜ ❫ #saintsdawn #( SAME HAT SAME HAT SAME HAT )

[vampyrictus]

astarion knowing how to embroider is ruining me today, but i also have to bother you now and ask if you think he would have a favorite project/piece of embroidery?

me too, megan! 😭 i wouldn't have expected it from him, but at the same time, it makes complete sense!!

i think the piece he has embroidered into his shirt, "lamentable is the autumn picker content with plums." tells you a lot about the kind of poetry he consumes. beautiful, simple, but also thought provoking, dare i say, even a bit of a motivational word?

and then less serious, in his small clothes of all things: "if you're reading this, you managed to bed or behead me. either way, you got lucky." obviously he has a sense of humour, and this is totally wrapped around the entire waistband of his underwear, but to actually answer your question...

maybe less of a project and more something he just does but taking lines of a poem, and stitching them into whole outfits he wears. so his shirt would have one line, his jacket another, his trousers, etc. he's literally wearing poetry. and it's just for himself because he enjoys it! i'd also imagine his magistrate robes have a neat little thing embroidered onto the inside of the collar or cuffs. 😊 mixing pieces obviously won't create a full poem but again, it's just for himself.

the black doublet ( which he canonically wears, no one is changing my mind! ) has filigree on the chest. i know it looks more like it's printed ( ? ) on, but he might have taken a simple, black doublet, and added his own flair. things like that i can also imagine him doing... you know, personalising garments.

edit: i want to add that post game and when things have settled, i like to think he'll pick up a project. 😭

#saintsdawn #❛ 𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖓. / headcanons. #he is the type of man to stitch his name into all his garments i stg #my mans has full hobbies and i love that for him #he definitely went to tissana one day whining about a hole that needed patching and she said: learn how to do it urself. and he did. #ty megan!! xo #now i am thinking of him taking one of laera's shirts or her cloak and stitching 'sweetest' into it aaaah

[xbadnews]

if i fail, i'll fall apart. || @saintsdawn

percy cannot help but feel a pang of sympathy for florence. it's a sentiment he can relate to, in a way. so well as he was doing well, so long as he succeeded… he couldn't help but ride a high that came with that. losing, however, brought him crashing down & quickly. he wouldn't call himself fragile & had difficulty associating her with the concept but pride was a funny thing.

" people like us don't get to fall apart. not for long. " he muses. heroism had not always been his path, his priority. but success had been, " we find reasons to keep going. even if it feels like we can't. "

#saintsdawn #comment cards ( answered. ) #v. tba #hello sorry this took so long i am just SLOW #but percy sympathises w the sentiment that's for sure

[sporefound]

❛ i feel lighter than i have in so much time. ❜ || @saintsdawn

" Is it because we are going to die? " amanita asks plainly, picking through the satchel of nuts she's gathered. she pops one into her mouth, pondering the beauty of that. in another life, she would have been thrilled to die for lolth. it would have been an honor to get stuck in her web of death, so long as she earned her place there. she wonders if florence thinks she is serving her god with their impending fall.

amanita's face scrunches up in a moment of thought. it's almost funny, she thinks. maybe this is their path toward good, florence's path to grace. maybe they would be mindflayers tomorrow, slimy & twisted & new. she pops another nut into her mouth, half-chewing it before her words begin to come again.

" there's freedom in that, i suppose. " she lifts a curious, silver brow, " or is it something else? there is much about you i don't know. i would like to. "

#saintsdawn #v. tba #i went w your bg3 verse i hope you don't mind <3 #nita Stop talking w ur mouth full #she is rude i apoligize #i do think she is definitely interested in flo though holy people always spark curiosity in nita

[vvasilisa]

' a mess? yes. though....i would call it more of a small forest fire in the making, but we can go with mess. ' & outright, you sink a foot against ash / the charred branches flit against warm air, crumbling against a jagged sole / soft crunches match each step taken steps. the drowning & thickening of ash fills lungs entirely, though this smell is one you are rather used too. [it would be a lie to say your boots didn't feel a little hot, a littel too hot.] ' i hate to say this, cause of - ' & cue a motion of a hand, referencing the current surroundings that seem to only feel smaller, each second that passes by. ' but these were new boots. shame reallly. ' a sly yet hormones shape captures features, a soft glance comes.  ' hey, at least no one died, this time at least ' 

cont. / @saintsdawn

#saintsdawn #khasar tag / #the implication that this will and can happen again is funny dkffsjk

[enypneon]

℻ @saintsdawn ••• (continued!)

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱' 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐬 carries her quickly into slumber. she has put her head to rest on a battered pillow, which still has the smell of the first days of her adventure weaved into the fabric. a weak but effective balm for foenix' exhausted joints. faced towards the last ruddy remnants of the campfire as its faint sparkle is slowly extinguished in her closing eyes.

on the verge between wake and dream, foenix notices a shadow creeping over her. a veil that feels strange, intrusive and immediately she shoots up straight, one dagger sharp in her hand. » then explain yourself, and you better do it fast. « the circumstances do not feel threatening enough to raise alarm ─ just yet.

#she's like : alright tell me a good bedtime story :) #° › FOENIX ‹ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 * interactions with ╲ BRAMBLE . #saintsdawn

[thiefcant]

they’ll leave the meager comfort of the inn tomorrow and florence, anxious, has taken to wandering in place of resting. and she isn’t alone for long; someone else is awake, and for once she doesn’t object to company. “ why did you join ? ” she asks partly out of curiosity, partly to take her mind off of the things lurking in the dark. “ not us – figured getting rid of our little passengers was a good reason – but the zhentarim. ”

he sleeps lightly and hardly sleeps at all while here. the harpers are muttering and moving gear downstairs, and she finds him sitting on one of the balconies to watch the courtyard of the last light inn. he pauses when she steps nearby, and then joins her in her pacing.

her question isn't unexpected, but it's a bit of a surprise it's taken this long to get here. the dark of the shadow curse brought out the more thoughtful ideas in people.

" my moms were thieves. i'm a zhent by blood. "

he scratches his chin, idly picking at a scratch on his chin from moving through the brush.

" then ma passed and antipode went into hiding and i found my way into this particular branch of the network. i'm still an apprentice in their eyes. no marks yet, outside of the pin i wore when we met. until i get to the city and finish up another job, i won't get my marks. "

#an optimist frequently proven wrong. / baldur's gate 3. #saintsdawn

[redemn]

❝        i'll  admit  ,      i  went  in  there  expectin'  to  be  bored  outta  my  mind  .      i'm  glad  to  be  proven  wrong  .        ❞        he's  but  an  innocent  bystander  to  the  spectacle  between  guest  and  shopkeeper  ,      or  so  he  had  barked  to  the  man  on  the  way  out  behind  florence  .      he's  properly  amused  by  it  ,      as  evident  by  the  way  the  smile  doesn't  seem  to  completely  leave  his  lips  ,      even  outside  by  the  horses  .

he  rests  a  forearm  on  the  back  of  his  own  horse  ,      patting  his  hand  rhythmically  as  he  speaks  .        ❝        i'm  sorry  ma'am  ,      i  know  i  shouldn't  laugh  .      i  ain't  laughin'  at  you  ,      just  'bout  the  whole  situation  .      you  gotta  admit  ,      it's  a  lil  funny  .      i  think  you're  right  !  these  prices  …        ❞        he  shakes  his  head  ,      straightening  up  and  gesturing  to  her  furs  .        ❝        could  try  somewhere  else  ,      see  if  the  prices're  better  .      gonna  take  you  about  a  half  day's  ride  to  the  northwest  ,      but  i  know  a  place  .        ❞

@saintsdawn . / continued .

#saintsdawn #( ;; i'm the devil on your shoulder telling you to replay. ) #╰ ゜verse. * can you hear me ? the dogs are gettin close. #╰ ゜in character. * thread. #╰ ゜queue. * i leave my life behind ; ruined by my hand.

[starlyht]

❝this was the worst day of my life.❞ (for sol'rys)

𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐏𝐓 𝟐

“you know,”   the ranger admitted,  “i have     ....   certainly had better myself.”   hells.  there was a fucking illithid parasite behind his eye.  he could feel it squirming,  psionically trying to reach for their own,  longing to become one.  new as he was to its influence,  it took all of his effort to keep it at bay,  to stop it from again trying to pick up snatches of the human's emotions and thoughts.  it was brutally exhausting.  it was far more exhausting than even fending off the illithid brain aberrations,  than battling with the goblins that had attempted to assault the miserable druids' front gate.  

“the damned thing got me some leagues outside neverwinter.  can you fucking believe that?”  and if zevlor was to believed,  they had crash landed all the way in elturgard,  just few leagues beyond elturel.  he crept a bit closer to the fire,  finally permitting himself the luxury of sitting.  he said,  dryly,  “and i was just about to get paid.”

#🏹 interaction. #🌠 ask. #saintsdawn

[celestialdetected]

@saintsdawn said: don't leave me in the dark.

"Can't do that anymore, if you recall." Arawn gestures to the ever-present glow surrounding him, diffusing the room in warm, buttery light. It's his attempt at a joke, weak and tinged with regret.

"I'm not trying to Flo, if I'm keeping more secrets it's because..." It's because I know more things outside of mortal comprehension. "Well, it's not intentional. I'll be better, if I can."

"I've missed you."

#mortal (semi)immortal siblings after Arawn becomes celestial #saintsdawn #to be carried on insubstanial wings // celestial verse.

[endawn]

📂 !

completely useless headcanons

while most horses tend to have an affinity for pax, there was an old plow nag named buckberry that HATED him. the family used her to till the garden, but couldn’t when they had pax out helping. for some reason or another, she would try biting and stomping him. if he got caught out in the pasture by her, he’d have to sprint to the nearest fence and climb over it to get away. one time she caught him sleeping up against a fence post, reached over the board & yanked a tuff of his hair out. buckberry was an ill tempered old horse and he hated her in turn.

#❪ ⋅ ✹ ⋆ —┊ ❛ answered. ❜ ❫ #❪ ⋅ ✹ ⋆ —┊ ❛ ooc. ❜ ❫ #saintsdawn #( a mutual hatred tbh ) #( she woke up and chose violence every time when it came to pax ) #( eventually his dad got rid of her because she was more trouble than she was worth )

[d4ndeli0ns]

’ they’re just shadows searching for light. they can’t stay. ’ from @saintsdawn

he's not about to discuss with whom he considers a literal angel from the heavens but he still sees those blighted souls and can't help to feel a pang of pity for them " there is nothing to be done, then? "

#* answers. #saintsdawn #thank youu

[divinelght]

❝ so that did happen. it wasn’t a dream. ❞ ― @saintsdawn , ( howl's moving castle : accepting )

"Oh no. That was unfortunately very real," there's still the vaguest hint of laughter in her voice as she tips the contents of wooden crates onto the barn's dirt floor, nudging through scraps of rotten food and weathered novels with the toe of her boot in the hopes of finding anything remotely useful to herself and Florence. Aurora's not entirely sure what she expected to find in there, but the ogre and the bugbear that had long since retreated had certainly come as a surprise. "I do feel quite guilty that we ruined their. . .moment though. Even though their moment might have ruined my whole day."

#keep the sun in your heart. ⸻ ( answered. ) #saintsdawn #i don't know how this prompt turned into this #but LMDFGLMDFL #ty for submitting ♡ #queue.

[bhaalsworn]

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

" what was it you told me last time i had a thought to share? perhaps you shouldn't say something if it would cause offense? "

adinirahc rolls his eyes, his arms folded over his chest as they tiptoe their way over the stones on the path.

" you surface folk are quite sensitive to things that are the norm underground, or so i've found. are you sure you want to know? "

assorted dialogue.

#prickly drow is prickly #saintsdawn