Unless he has a very good reason to go about in the daytime--responsibilities or someone that he tends to be around who keeps a daytime schedule--Nere will absolutely become a nocturnal being if he stays Above following the events of the game as he decides that he thoroughly hates the sun and the brightness of daytime. Honestly, the sky in general quietly terrifies him the first time he's Above (and, y'know, in his right mind to where he can really pay attention to it). He's used to the "ceiling" of the Underdark, no matter how far up it may go. Being Above and there being just vast amounts of nothingness overhead is kind of a terrifying prospect. He absolutely ended up with some variation of agoraphobia and he was definitely feeling it for a while until he grows more accustomed to it. Even some time after the fact, it still occasionally catches him if he thinks about it. It isn't quite full-blown panic attack levels, but more of a slight tightness to chest and higher awareness sort of thing. [ And if the vast open nothingness of space overhead freaks him out, just imagine his reaction the first time the clouds open up in a total downpour. Drops falling from rocks overhead in the Underdark? Sure. Fine. Water POURING DOWN from the sky? Absolutely horrifying the first time it happened. ] He really never does get fully used to it---the weather, the general brightness, and, specifically, THE SUN---and I think, to some degree or other, he will always miss the Underdark, regardless of the pain and suffering he experienced there. Certainly, he reaches the conclusion that Lolth and the culture he grew up in are Not Great [it takes time, but when the difference of how he is treated is like the night to the day, it happens faster than one might expect, once he decides it's genuine], but the Underdark was and is still where he considers to be home. [ In the case of the self-contained verses and the story I'll never write, I do think that Asha's wonder at the stars makes an impression on him. He likes to hear her talk about the constellations and to tell the stories of them. If there's anything good about the sky, it's the stars, and that is about as far as he'll go. ] Best case scenario? Someone take him to the Arcane Tower and let him make a place for himself there. No bad memories like from Grymforge. Not even close to Menzoberranzan. And it certainly isn't like Lenore will be using it ever again. And he does still want to learn magic, so he would have plenty of space to do so, and, while he learns, the ability to protect against people who already use magic as well. It's really one of the only places in the Underdark that he might feel relatively safe.
I know I have a lot of blogs and, trust me, I don't expect anyone to follow all of them, however, below is the list of the current BG3 and related blogs in case any of them do appeal to anyone:
@neredoesnotfail // MAIN // Nere
@raphaelapproves // MAIN // Raphael and some HoH NPCs
@zhentbusiness // MAIN // Rugan of the Zhentarim
@dirgeforthedead // MAIN // Perhaps slightly canon-divergent Dark Urge ; there is also @yetanotherdirge // SIDE // for when I'm wanting to write her but am focusing a different main [ NOTE: Threads will exist separately within each blog—so a thread started on one will remain there—though relationships can carry over to be considered 'established' on either. ]
@hopefromthedark // SIDE // multimuse for canon, original, and adapted drow
@thefaithbroken // SIDE // Zevlor
@banefultyrant // SIDE // Lord Enver Gortash
@immenselytalented // SIDE // Rolan; may or may not just shift to my multi, we'll see. I do really love the url
@darkeningdawn // SIDE // OC daughter of Lathander
@stalwartprotector // MAIN // Halsin, but he's been very quiet so he's basically on hiatus
@spareastory // MAIN // a catch all multi for BG3, anybody who doesn't have their own blog; Canon, original, and adapted muses present [ Among these can be found Guex, Asharak, Klaus, Tiernan Wont, and Alan the Bartender, as well as muses adapted from WoW, mobile games such as Raid and EverLegion and Path to Nowhere, as well as muses from film, television, other video games and literature ]; may move to a sideblog of the same name
These immediately below are heavily under construction still as I picked them up right before I had a lot of life stuff happen and I didn't have the time, energy, or focus:
@undeniablegrace // SIDE, for now, I'll decide for sure once I finish reading // Drizzt Do'Urden [also entertaining the idea of Zaknafein]
@lathandertolight // SIDE // Lathander
@selunetoguide // SIDE // Selûne
@kelemvortojudge // SIDE // Kelemvor
@andpassageprovide // SIDE // Thanatos & Charon, adapted from Greek mythology
@theperilsofadventure // SIDE // This is going to be a multi/experiment in very loose DM'ing to an extent for little mini adventures within BG3 canon/verse, if anyone is interested. I just got a bestiary book and there are several beings and such that interested me, like the Old Man with the Canaries, Stone Giants, Storm Giants, etc. And, of course, owlbears and such. I have never DM'd and I do not know any official rules. This would basically just function like an RP account, but a condensed version of what I do with my many accounts.
These blogs are varying degrees of set up and established. None of these are BG or D&D canon muses, but they are easily adapted into it and, in fact, already have established BG3 verses with the potential for others.
@beautymarred // SIDE // Thranduil [ and other denizens of the Woodland Realm; has a BG3 verse ]
@whoshallbeking // SIDE // Thorin Oakenshield
@lionofthealliance // MAIN // King Varian Wrynn from WoW; has a BG3 verse
@neveraguardian // MAIN // Khadgar from WoW; has a BG3 verse
@lightblinded // SIDE // Turalyon from WoW; has a BG3 verse
@youwerenotprepared // SIDE // Illidan Stormrage from WoW; has a BG3 verse
@weariedshield // MAIN // Damon Schilder from Path to Nowhere (mobile game); has at least two BG3 verses already
@secondofthelegion // SIDE // Earl from Path to Nowhere (mobile game); has at least two BG3 verses already
@glamglitterandgoblins // SIDE // Jareth, the Goblin King; I'd say he has a BG3 verse, but it's pretty much just his regular verse but with access to BG3. Jareth is Jareth. I draw heavily from the movie, but also the comics that released regarding a prequel to Labyrinth. Great comics, if you haven't read them
@thishouseofhope // Was a sideblog for Raphael before I gave him the main blog he demanded; possibly turning this into a headcanons, rambles, dissertations, discourse blog concerning Raphael and the House of Hope, etc. Maybe little snippets of stories as well?
@sensibleeven // Same as for Raphael, but with Nere
@birdseyeart // I have the intention of making this an art blog for when I decide I am okay enough with something to post it. I have a few pieces already that will be (re)posted from my old blog shortly. Beyond that, we shall see.
I covered this on my Raphael main before, but it's been a minute so I will do so again.
I do not want to terrify any of you or myself with the sheer number of blogs I have, but the ones tied in with Baldur's Gate or easily adapted to it will be listed all together in this post [ and I will probably add/link it to it in a pinned post on my blogs as well so it's easy to know what blogs are mine ].
First, to explain, I get hyperfocused on things and end up with a ton of muses [ Tolkien, Marvel, DC, mythology, gaming, etc ], and each one [ usually, though some are constants ] focus tends to go dormant for a bit at some point while I hyperfocus on another thing—and sometimes manage to mesh and adapt several things into whatever the current thing is, as witnessed by spareastory because I still love all the things, my focus has just pivoted. I periodically cycle back around again, usually when some thing has perked back up the braincells in regards to that thing. Sometimes multiple co-exist at the same time. Sometimes they just keep to a cycle. Sometimes it's a little of all of it.
My brain is just like this. It's always been like this. I have a wheel of special interests and it spins to whatever has the most to keep the braincells interested. The last long-stint hyperfixation was Overwatch and that was eight (8) or so months. Before that was Final Fantasy VII. Baldur's Gate is going on a full year with only a brief break because of life. I don't see it going away anytime soon because it has everything I love to write and I can adapt so many of my other favorite things into it.
It's funny that BG3 and consequently looking into DnD finally gave me an answer to who I am as an rper: why I can't just have one or two characters, why I have to super research everything I write.
I am basically DM-coded. 😂
I have literally hundreds, if not thousands, of muses chilling in my head, usually on a rotation based on where my hyperfixation is at the time—high fantasy, sci-fi, historical fiction, etc—and sometimes I have been the entire fandom writing with someone else who wrote one or two of the characters. I didn't even realize I was basically DMing by filling out the rest that we were missing. [ i.e. Sy-Fy's Sanctuary and the Tolkien rp fandom were at points almost entirely carried between me and @hopeteased 😂 with a few other people here and there from time to time who wrote a muse or two. ]
So when you see that I have 1000 characters, please know that I am here to DM a larger world within our threads if we have something a bit more isolated… BUT I am equally happy to be part of a larger world/verse with multiple participants and to world-build collectively.
It's never a matter of wanting to play everything to the exclusion of others or anything like that.
I love writing with people and there are so many talented people here to write with, some with overlapping characters to mine, and some with totally different.
You're all amazing and if we write the same muses, I will still be thrilled to write with you for any of my other babies you want to write with. I generally have an overarching, default/baseline verse to world build/DM when writing my characters' understanding/perception of their world, yes, as though you were interacting within a fanfiction almost, where there are a ton of pre-existing relationships and background.
But I also love to build other verses with everyone I write with, whether individuals or groups. ❤️
I know I can be 😂 A Lot in terms of having so many muses, but please trust me when I say that there is nothing I like better than to build relationships of all sorts, storylines, and worlds with others, and am more than happy to trade out any of my muses to build something with someone who has the same muses I have.
My myriad of muses is never meant to be to the exclusion of others. It's just how my brain works to build and branch out because the wheels won't stop spinning. However, I am equally happy to play a part in something built with others, regardless of if I write the same muse as them.
This may be the best way to explain it --
At the slur, the totally unabashed vitriol of the ignorant or perhaps the willfully stupid, Nere's own expression darkens as the sky before a storm, crimson eyes flashing dangerously as they narrow. Drawing up to his full height, he lowers his head to make a point of looking down at the other.
"You are the one who should show caution, fool. What-ever your alleged power, it would be a difficult feat indeed to cast your paltry spells with neither tongue nor hands."
LORROAKAN'S SELF-IMPORTANT expression darkened, hazel eyes narrowing.
"Careful, underelf," he hissed, his tone dripping with venom. The way he spat the word carried all the disdain he harbored for their kind ——cave-dwelling savages, as far as he was concerned. "Lest I decide to end your pitiful existence."
He raised his chin, arrogance shielding his ire. "...Consider yourself fortunate that we have need of you intact," he sneered, gesturing dismissively in the drow's direction. Taunting. Smug. "Deluded and, ah, confused as you are, there is still a chance — however slim — that you might prove useful."
"Ow, that hurts."
"I've had worse. Not much worse, admittedly, but."
"Get your hands off me!"
"Don't touch me!"
"Get it out of me!"
"Fuck, that stings."
"You just stabbed me! With a knife!"
"It just hurts a bit."
"I'll get over it, I just need to be a huge bitch first."
"My chest is killing me."
"S'just a bit of blood loss..."
"Oh, I bled through my shirt. Cool."
"How long did you think you could hide this?"
"Okay, never mind, this is agony."
"I've never felt anything this bad before."
"I think it's broken."
"I think you broke it."
"How could you do this to me?"
"I trusted you, like an idiot."
"Ow, fuck, ow."
"I think I'm gonna faint."
"Wheeeee... woozy..."
"It's just a minor, uh. Well. Concussion."
"Don't freak out. Don't freak out!"
"Can I trust you?"
"You can't tell anyone."
"... I fell out of a tree."
"It's fine, it's fine, it'll heal."
"Oh, that's dislocated, isn't it?"
"That's not meant to make that noise."
part 2 / ? .
❝ i’m also worried about me, but i somehow seem to be worried about you more. ❞ ❝ you put the stars to shame. let’s sit here a little while - i want to drink you in. ❞ ❝ i’d tell you not to get in trouble, but i suspect it will find you whether you like it or not. ❞ ❝ well, this seems as good a time as any for me to stop babbling on. ❞ ❝ i just….need some air…clear my head. ❞ ❝ it’s been a long time since i shed a tear. i don’t even know how long. ❞ ❝ i had a feeling you’d show up. it’s sort of our thing. like it’s fate or something. ❞ ❝ i do appreciate your enthusiasm, but let's try to restrain ourselves a little. ❞ ❝ if that was an attempt at flirting, i should let you know i prefer the strong, silent type. ❞ ❝ no matter how far you come, you’re still on the road to ruin. ❞ ❝ i thought you a hunter. wrong. you’re prey - small. snivelling. pathetic. ❞ ❝ and what am i owed? what about the injustices i’ve suffered - am i not entitled to anything? ❞ ❝ i can’t help but feel the strangest twinge of disgust as i look upon you. ❞ ❝ i trust that you will continue to remember who is really on your side. ❞ ❝ better a short life built on truth than immortality woven of lies. ❞ ❝ i won’t make excuses. i can’t make amends. but i want to help, if you’ll let me. ❞ ❝ gods, it’s horrifying…and a touch fascinating. ❞ ❝ there are many names for you --- and all of them inspire dread. ❞ ❝ destiny is at your door; won’t you at least twitch the curtain? ❞ ❝ the gravest crimes committed in this world are committed for love. a hunger crueller than bloodlust. ❞ ❝ you’ve got a backbone, and the makings of a leader. ❞ ❝ revenge sounds so sweet until you’ve taken it. then all you have is…no one left to blame. ❞ ❝ some mistakes can’t be resolved with an apology. some mistakes, you have to carry with you, forever. ❞ ❝ you’re plotting something, aren’t you? come on then - out with it. ❞ ❝ this is not good, if i may state the obvious. ❞ ❝ think of all we’ve been through just to get to this moment. that wasn’t luck. that was us. ❞ ❝ feel like i should laugh but i’m just too godsdamned tired. ❞ ❝ there is something i lost…no, had taken from me. i want it all back. ❞ ❝ careful - you’re in very real danger of hurting my feelings. ❞ ❝ one thing i’ve learned - real saviours never label themselves as such. ❞ ❝ less thinking of bad thoughts, and more breaking of bad bones. ❞ ❝ i rather like interfering. it’s kind of my thing. ❞ ❝ evil is evil, even if it once was innocent. ❞ ❝ you know, i've been catching myself smiling more lately. i think that's your fault.. ❞ ❝ oh, i’m no innocent. but evil? you tell me. ❞ ❝ i still want to believe you’re better than that. but even i am having my doubts. ❞ ❝ i can’t afford to lose my nerve. safer to just not think, and keep forging ahead. ❞ ❝ when all this is over, will you stay with me? for good? ❞ ❝ this is not good, if i may state the obvious. ❞ ❝ is there a reason you're always such an utter drip? do you have some sort of condition? honestly, it's like you hate good news. ❞ ❝ all of nature’s beauty pales in comparison to you. ❞ ❝ i can’t save you from yourself. it hurts terribly, but i can’t. ❞ ❝ if i seem suddenly flush with hope and soft feeling, you have only yourself to blame. ❞ ❝ is there good and evil within us all? ❞
❝ i’ve been watching you fight. your skills are improving. ❞ ❝ you know, for all the sense of dread and horror seeping through this place, i really feel quite at home here. ❞ ❝ and you? you’re wholly without vice or sin or the occasional lapse in judgement? ❞ ❝ i wager you don’t even know how extraordinary you truly are. but i do. ❞ ❝ one might say you’re paragon of luck. i’ll be there when it runs out. ❞ ❝ i've always had a soft spot for the confident ones…they always disappoint though. ❞ ❝ i concealed nothing from you. i simply left out the details that were not pertinent. ❞ ❝ you’re an odd friend. but, i suppose, a friend still. ❞ ❝ i won’t let you do this. i won’t let you win. ❞ ❝ you are my puppet. make no mistake. without me, you have no value. ❞ ❝ well, this seems like a lovely little spot. the sense of impending doom aside. ❞ ❝ whoever your enemies are, they have good reason to fear you. ❞ ❝ this place is astonishing, a bard’s tale made real. ❞ ❝ i may not regret my actions, but i do regret that they were necessary. ❞ ❝ experience has taught me that no matter how bleak things look, there’s always hope. ❞ ❝ if this adventure has taught me anything, it’s that there are things in this world more valuable than power. ❞ ❝ a wise man learns from his mistakes, and strives not to repeat them. ❞ ❝ no more hiding things from me. agreed? ❞ ❝ my friend. my companion. i adore you. ❞ ❝ your face is sour. by all means leave, if i am so distasteful. ❞ ❝ careful, it’s dark around here. would be a terrible shame to lose you forever. ❞ ❝ you startled me. i…i was miles away. ❞ ❝ you have to know who i was. you have to know who i really am. ❞ ❝ nothing special, of course. you’re only the first person who i truly care for. ❞ ❝ you’ve got a backbone, and the makings of a leader. ❞ ❝ anything you ask, i’ll answer as honestly as i can. ❞
your teeth are bared, as they have been, your jaw aching for so long as growls slip free. you always have to defend yourself. you lash out in fear. you need someone who does not shrink back... a hand falling slowly to your shoulder, however briefly, in a reminder that you do not have to lunge. there is no danger here, now.
tagged by: @dryadalismagicae
tagging: @fromgallowsandgraves and whoever else wants to do the quiz
I would say that I'm sorry, but we all know that I'm not.
various things spoken in an adventuring party pt.3
a little assortment of quotes and sayings i've found doom scrolling through pinterest that i think an adventuring party would say during their never ending perilous adventures . please do not copy/repost or add to this list, thank you!
Affectionate ❛ how terrible it is to love something that death can touch ❜ ❛ i never craved attention until i tasted yours ❜ ❛ i don’t want to have the world’s attention. Yours is enough. ❜ ❛ you cant just touch my soul and leave ❜ ❛ your hands are scarred from murder, and yet I trust them completely ❜
Questions ❛ you seem somewhat familiar. have i threatened you before? ❜ ❛ why am I so fascinated by you? ❜ ❛ you risked so much for me. why would you do such a thing? ❜ ❛ it’s time you start talking! what did you do?! ❜ ❛ do you really think they were a tender flower you could trample upon? ❜
Banter ❛ i just like to argue with you cause it’s funny. ❜ ❛ unfortunately for everyone, i will keep doing whatever i want. ❜ ❛ i think god is gonna have to kill me twice. ❜ ❛ the next time i open up to someone is my autopsy ❜ ❛ you walk a fine line between beautifully macabre and uncharacteristically psychotic, you know that? ❜
Tragedy ❛ i thought we’d have more time ❜ ❛ if i disappear, will you look for me? ❜ ❛ let us live, since we must die ❜ ❛ i cant live in a world where you dont exist ❜ ❛ i talk to the gods, but the sky is empty. ❜
Fierce ❛ do not forget what i am. ❜ ❛ this destruction will be your rebirth. ❜ ❛ you are filled with poison but blessed with beauty and rage ❜ ❛ when you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives ❜ ❛ you have no power over me. ❜
Antagonistic ❛ leave them at the bottom of the grave they dug for you. ❜ ❛ and you call me a monster ❜ ❛ being against evil doesn’t make you good. ❜ ❛ so, tell me little one, do you want to punish those that have wronged you? ❜ ❛ i’m the friendliest evil person you will ever meet. ❜
BONUS
FROM THE HERO TO THE VILLAIN ❛ running doesn’t matter. I’ll hunt you down if i have to ❜ ❛ no one wearing a crown comes in the name of peace ❜ ❛ our bones are stained with sin, scorched from fire, broken by betrayal, soaked with blood, and yet we still keep fighting! ❜ ❛ you want to kill me? fine. get in line. ❜
FROM THE VILLAIN TO THE HERO ❛ i’ve met scarecrows with more spine than you ❜ ❛ can you hear the screams of the people? can you hear them serenading me as i ascend? their pain is my pleasure in the heavens. they worship me with their grief. and now so will you. ❜ ❛ if bravery had a face, it certainly wouldn’t look like yours ❜ ❛ my power knows no bounds, and your efforts to defy me are like whispers lost in a hurricane ❜ ❛ oh, look at you, attempting greatness! pity it’s just an attempt. ❜
My asks so far:
Lorroakan; -exists- Nere; -chooses violence-
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Nere; -exists- Minthara; -chooses violence- Nere; *surprised pikachu emoji*
... So, if I refollow you, you have my apologies. I didn't mean to unfollow to start. I am just A Disaster.
❛ oh, look at you, an attempt at greatness! pity it’s just an attempt. ❜ // @spiderwarden
In an instant, he has spun about on his heel to face her, uncaring if any of their companions might see as the quiet, indignant rage of centuries at last reaches its ignition point.
Drawn up to his full height, he towers over the smaller drow.
His height and frame—so unnatural to the drow race—had served him well in the Underdark. That coupled with his skill and strength had made him difficult to oppose and even more difficult to kill among other males. It had continued to keep him alive even after he had been sold to settle his matriarch's debt and forced to fight in those gladiatorial matches put on for the matriarchs and their female spawn for sport.
Drow females were the ones who taught him to bow his head and to make himself small and to avert his eyes from them lest they decide that he needs reminding of his place.
Drow females who made it clear that he was a plaything for their mercurial whims, a tool towards their egomaniacal ends, and a weapon to wield and to point in whatever direction they so chose.
Drow females for whom he fought against other drow and all manner of other creatures simply for the right to keep his life, that they might be entertained.
Drow females who looked upon him and spoke to him just as this one does now.
Shoulders squared back and every muscle tensed and ready for the potential consequences to the retort already loaded on the tip of his tongue, he rather pointedly lowers himself that he might meet her eye to eye.
"We stand no longer in Menzoberranzan, Baenre, nor in any other place where I need tolerate you speaking to me in such a manner," he all but hisses, teeth nearly bared and pulse already pounding in his ears.
[ This is not done. It simply is not done. Centuries of living in the dark of that city scream at him to cease this, but he will not listen now, no matter how well he knows the danger of it. He is a slave no longer. ]
"You hold no power over me. We are both of us in equal standing now: forsaken."