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[bladewarde]

She imagines she sounds like a madwoman; the unchecked rage that tears itself from a place deep within makes her sounds more animal than woman. When the knowledge of Gale's disappearance has become to known to her, dread initially takes hold. Orin ( unpredictably wild as she was ) regretfully was often a topic of their conversations. Her threatening words hung over them all like a blackened pall, yet even with all their carefulness, still she managed to whisk one of them away.

Laera's own words to Máel sound like they come from someone else. Her voice a low growl, as if he needed to be reminded of her loyalty for Gale — for them all. Inside of herself, she feels pulled in all directions. One calling her to act with immediacy, lacking any cohesive thought; the other urging her to carefully, methodically plot the bloody death of Orin. Every part of her is wound impossibly tight and Máel can see it.

When he rests his hands on her, it feels like she can breathe for a moment. He is calm, sensical; the lilt in his voice feels familiar, comforting and for a moment, she is grounded again in reason.

Can he see the fear in her darkened eyes? His words poke at a soreness within her, and Laera seethes. ❝ Sod your oath! ❞ She says will all of her anger and terror, baring her teeth at the forsaken paladin. From his grip, she twists away, holding her ground before him. However, in spite of her bluster, she deflates; her breath shaking as she contemplates dark thoughts aloud. ❝ What if 'e's already gone, Máel? What if she killed 'im, and we were too late to stop it? I… I don't think I could live with myself. ❞

HOME IS WHERE THE PARTY GOES, hearts and hearths tucked into bed rolls / familiarity staked to firewood and tent fastenings. for all the horrors that haunt their every move, there is the assurance of sanctuary at day’s end. a promise: the world is cruel and the gods are absent, but every trial survived is a night spent in the comfort of friends. ( he did not believe this, once. but things change. people change. )

HOME IS AN ILLUSION, AND HOME IS NOT ENOUGH. orin comes at dusk. she excises gale from their collective body with a poisoned blade and knows the wound will fester.

@bladewarde, ❝ do not doubt the lengths i will go to. ❞

laera is a rabid thing, all snapping jaws and sharpened knives. if orin has backed them into a corner, then laera is a dog primed to lunge for the hand that holds the lead. a fighter through-and-through, and dangerous.    ' i’m nae doubting you, miss laera. '    máel settles for diplomacy, his voice as calm as laera’s is biting. a princeling’s rationality, well-learned and better-practiced ––– but its edges are beginning to fray with desperation. ( killing gortash or running headlong into the temple of bhaal. neither choice is easy, and perhaps neither is right. STILL, THEY MUST CHOOSE. )

' i’m only just urging you to stop for a moment. think it through. '    he grips laera by the shoulders, believes it too harsh a gesture, and slides his palms down the slope of her arms. when they reach her elbows, his hands fall away entirely. máel sighs, and expels with this single breath the last of his fortitude. he looks impossibly young in the torchlight. he looks like what he is: a boy playing at a man, who has already lost a family once before and who never quite survived the grief of it. ( a second time might well be his undoing. )

' we’ll get him back ––– i swear to you, on my oath. '    a broken oath. defeat seems to cleave him at the nape, and his shoulders slump ––– only just. he tries again.    ' on my life. '

#linament #❛ 𝒊𝒄. / ic thread. #❛ 𝒗. / dnd ― baldur’s gate. #symbolically mael laying hands on laera................ #THE FANTASY SCOTS ARE GONNA GET THEIR PAL BACK

[bladewarde]

bc i'm thinking about this: laera likely wouldn't be the first person to discover gale's disappearance. someone would have to tell her he was spirited away from their camp by none other than orin, and it would upset her deeply 😭

laera stomping into the temple of bhaal to get gale back, emerging covered in blood.

...

i make a joke of it but laera has literally put everything into keeping herself and her companions, who she's come to love and cherish, safe. having one of them be kidnapped would absolutely incense her. bhaal has messed with the guild, messed with the harpers, and when they decide to kidnap one of her friends??? no mercy >;/

#❛ 𝒍𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒂. / headcanons.

[bladewarde]

ANYONE??

if u bought DD2............ how is it??

i heard about microtransactions and i'm 🤢 about that but otherwise it doesn't look bad!

#❛ 𝒐𝒐𝒄. / ooc. #ik one of u bought the game. i need deets lol

[bladewarde]

When Laera looked at her hands, slick with blood, the image remained savagely carved onto her conscious. The act brings back old memories that resurface like each pained wound from the very knife she used to violently recapture her freedom. She doesn't feel like herself. A woman who tended to her rage, her grief and immeasurable sorrow, turned hard and callous, having kept it all alive in the mutterings of her deserved vengeance. Who is she now?

She is an empty, hollow version of that woman. The bore in her heart has left something behind that she struggles to understand, even through the haze of her grim thoughts. Even the particulars of how and when she made it back to camp elude her.

Her attention lie elsewhere, afraid of things that aren't there. Gale's approach makes her jump, and when his voice reaches her ears, it feels like she's listening to him from the deepest depths of the Dragonmere. Her thoughts spin, focusing less on his pointed insinuation, and more so on the possibility of blood marking her clothes. She washed several times; dousing herself in water until the spattering of warm blood sticking to her skin no longer bothered her.

❝ A night out of this bloody camp to get away from your pestering… I see nothing wrong with it, ❞ Her words are forceful, attempting to steer him away from a truth she hopes he cannot see. Dark eyes move toward Astarion, a quiet gesture that hints at his presence being more bothersome than helpful. No, she doesn't want Gale interrogating him, too. When he walks off with a cheeky goodbye, she immediately rounds on her companion. ❝ You're not being so subtle either, Gale. Say what you mean. ❞ Her words sound like a threat.

The leaves crunch, and Gale turns about. Ah. There she is at long, long last.

Oddly enough, however, Laera looks a little like a wound made raw. She could bleed if prodded, even spill out rot and the start of infection, and she would bubble right over with both anger and nerve--hemorrhaging, as it were, her bare emotions. Her expression seems rigid. Her atmosphere's garrote. Gale plucks pianos and can orchestrate the Weave, and he more than most would know not to pull at wires, but she, this woman, is one he'll pull. She is so, so bloody and so, so fierce... He eyes the slaughter stained deep against her clothes, and the smell about her skin--! It's spells and spite!

"Far be it from me to scold one for a 'midnight dalliance'," he broaches, Astarion, too, coming into view, "but if needs must, then I'll happily remind you: a low profile, far more than recommended, is exceedingly paramount." Why are they both creeping into camp now? And steeped in massacre? In his belly, a flare of apprehension wicks alive. In his mind, he recalls her scowl when they'd reached the toll house... Oh. Oh, oh, oh. "Laera." His brows furrow as his book lays forgotten in his lap. "I've the sneaking suspicion you've been less than subtle." What have they done? / @bladewarde.

#recitedemise #❛ 𝒊𝒄. / ic thread. #❛ 𝒗. / dnd ― baldur’s gate. #FUESHFLSKH this is going to be EMOTIONAL #i'm so ready tho >:))) #ty dean for this mwah mwah

[bladewarde]

An independent, private & selective writing blog for an 𝐄𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 based in 𝑫𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒔 / 𝑩𝒂𝒍𝒅𝒖𝒓'𝒔 𝑮𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑰𝑰𝑰. As shielded by killi. This blog contains mature and dark themes; use discretion when following.

*personals and non-rp blogs please do not interact or reblog!!

#❛ 𝒑. / self promo. #SHE.

[bladewarde]

if u bought DD2............ how is it??

i heard about microtransactions and i'm 🤢 about that but otherwise it doesn't look bad!

#❛ 𝒐𝒐𝒄. / ooc.

[bladewarde]

nothing like making karlach an oath of devotion paladin and being unsure of how she broke her oath...............

#❛ 𝒐𝒐𝒄. / ooc. #IM SAD. :(((( it suited her so well #but jfc paladins break oaths too easily #on the other hand: im glad oathbreaker pally is a fantasy scot dfjhslk

[bladewarde]

i think laera froths at the mouth whenever wyll says "thank the triad!"

#❛ 𝒐𝒐𝒄. / ooc. #HELLOOO. work has been busy this week and i'm so glad it's friday!! #it's supposed to storm real bad tomorrow so i'm staying in and hopefully writing <3 #i have so MANy good things to reply to. im so so excited

[bladewarde]

unexpected friendship i did not intend to adore as much as i do: laera and gale.

yea originally laera hated gale for reasons that no longer exist and?? surprisingly... surprisingly... there is a lot of potential for them to be friends beyond the fact they both cast spells. now, i think she just believed him to be a stiff, pretentious man who obnoxiously flaunted his talents, and while he can be annoying to her at times, she actually makes the effort to get to know him when they're traveling.

he's never been unkind to her; he's patient; surprisingly funny... all to say she respects him.

#❛ 𝒍𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒂. / headcanons. #recitedemise #tagging u dean bc we've been talking and ur starter has me clutching my heart

[bladewarde]

i'm begging mutuals on roleplay blogs to start interacting. most people for what i have seen, are super comfortable with memes being the first shape of interaction, and the odd starter call too. like them, send various memes to get options.

this goes to single blogs but also multimuse blogs. i promise you, as someone with a lot of multimuse blogs, sometimes just giving a few names is enough for people to try on those muses.

interact with your mutuals. like their post, make jokes on their ooc post if that's how you feel more comfortable, share a pic or two, maybe discord. but for the gods sake, send memes, like starter calls, specially when it's encouraged.

i promise you people won't reject you.

#💯💯💯

[bladewarde]

when you use this............. think of me. 😌

#❛ 𝒐𝒐𝒄. / ooc. #ngl half dmg for 2 turns is NICE.

[bladewarde]

𝐉𝐈𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐂𝐑𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋: 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄. 𝐄𝐏 𝟏-𝟓

slightly tweaked in some parts for ease of interaction . feel free to change pronouns and such as necessary ! ❝ i have ruled for an age and will rule for all ages yet to come . ❞ ❝ i did not build an empire only to watch it turn to dust . ❞ ❝ how do i know these aren’t poisoned ? ❞ ❝ i didn’t take anything ! see ? ❞ ❝ do you remember the first time we came up here ? ❞ ❝ i remember everything about that night. ❞ ❝ i used every trick i had to try and impress you . ❞ ❝ i was distracted , all i could think about was kissing you . ❞ ❝ when one of us fails in our duty , we all fail . ❞ ❝ that was just a bit of fun ! ❞ ❝ perhaps one day you’ll prove worthy of taking up my mantle . ❞ ❝ have you tried these ? they’re fantastic ! ❞ ❝ how’s my BEST FRIEND today ?  ❞ ❝ don’t embarrass me this time . ❞ ❝ little things have a habit of being stepped on by … big things . ❞ ❝ that knowledge is forbidden . ❞ ❝ i may not always be here to save you . ❞ ❝ this happens every time . you say: ‘ let’s have an adventure ⸻ it’ll be great fun , ‘ but it never is ! ❞ ❝ i thought i heard something creeping about . ❞ ❝ don’t go down this path . ❞ ❝ nothing good will come of this . ❞ ❝ i think they’re hiding something , and i want to know what . ❞ ❝ i demand you stop ! ❞ ❝ i demand the truth ! ❞ ❝ you read too many stories . ❞ ❝ it’s easy to have nothing when no one depends on you for anything . ❞ ❝ you’ll see soon enough ⸻ a whole new world awaits you . ❞ ❝ will snacks be served ? ❞ ❝ don’t you ever think of anything but your next meal ? ❞ ❝ don’t fight . give me your fear . your love . your secrets . ❞ ❝ what have you done !? ❞ ❝ you’ll die for this . ❞ ❝ unhand me ! i do not need your help . ❞ ❝ you were a child when last i laid my eyes upon you . ❞ ❝ get help ? I AM HELP ! ❞ ❝ let us see them try to ask their questions through broken teeth . ❞ ❝ keep them looking over their shoulder , and they won’t ever see what’s right in front of them . ❞ ❝ what happened ? i waited ! ❞ ❝ everyone’s gone mad ! ❞ ❝ i need your help to escape . ❞ ❝ i don’t know what to believe . ❞ ❝ you have to see the truth for yourself . ❞ ❝ i have a plan … but you’re not gonna like it . ❞ ❝ i shouldn’t have run away and left you all alone . ❞ ❝  i don’t need your terrible apology . i need answers . ❞ ❝ what can i do for you ? a potion , perhaps , to make someone notice you , or something to make your hair shine ? ❞ ❝ do you know what this symbol means ? ❞ ❝ when i see it , i sense the end of all things . ❞ ❝ i guess soothsayers can’t see everything . ❞ ❝ but i see the chance for a new beginning . ❞ ❝ end . begin . death . life . it’s all the same circle . ❞ ❝ i’ve seen the dark signs . ❞ ❝ our world is dying . ❞ ❝ you were right about one thing : i don’t like this plan at all . ❞ ❝ genius cannot be rushed . ❞ ❝ things have already gone too far . it cannot end well . ❞ ❝ even a princess is not above the law . ❞ ❝ please , you can’t send me away ! ❞ ❝ flog me ! scold me ! i am riddled with shame ! such shame ! ❞ ❝ why do we play these ridiculous games ? we are wasting precious time . ❞ ❝ i never met a princess before . i always imagined them having shinier hair . ❞ ❝ jingle - jangle , time to put on the hat ! ❞ ❝ i always thought i’d make a fantastic princess . ❞ ❝ they’re toughest on you because you have the hardest path ahead . ❞ ❝ i don’t feel strong . ❞ ❝ getting along may be hard at first , but like anything else in life , it just takes time to adjust . ❞ ❝ i was thinking that you and them are more alike than you realize . ❞ ❝ the bonds of sisterhood/brotherhood can be tested, but never broken . ❞ ❝ go crawl back in the nest you came from ! ❞ ❝ you’re wasting your time . i won’t tell you anything . ❞ ❝ i’ve seen uglier . ❞ ❝ i’m here . i’m always here . ❞ ❝ you and i are better than that . ❞ ❝ i will not tolerate heresy from a murderer . ❞ ❝ your condition is worse than i feared . ❞ ❝ let me help , then everything can go back to the way it was . ❞ ❝ you are my father/mother , why don’t you ever believe me ?! ❞ ❝ so go back to your travels , then i can go back to caring for the ones you left behind . ❞ ❝ i was a fool to entrust you with this . ❞ ❝ how do i make this right ? tell me ! ❞ ❝ i see many endings lain before us ; diverging paths through an endless forest . ❞ ❝ you’re not so scary . ❞ ❝ i’m sorry ! i didn’t mean to scare you ! ❞ ❝ i thought you might need some help with your fire . ❞ ❝ you’re … not scared of me ? ❞ ❝ they all think that i’m a monster . ❞ ❝ they’re all too scared to see the truth , even when it’s right in front of them . ❞ ❝ how can one person know so much and so little all at once ? ❞ ❝ you’ll give everyone nightmares with that wailing . ❞ ❝ true balance will be found when natural order is sound . ❞ ❝ it’s a puzzle ! oh , i love puzzles ! ❞ ❝ my strength wanes by the day . ❞ ❝ it’s MY party ! talk about ME ! ❞ ❝ it’s a good thing we’re not all so weak as to be scared of a single person . ❞ ❝ you are reckless . you lead us into war ! ❞ ❝ i welcome war . ❞ ❝ forgiveness is for the feeble . ❞ ❝ more time , more words , more nothing ! ❞ ❝ everything grows old . everything passes on . ❞ ❝ you should’ve seen your face . you were SO scared ! ❞ ❝ so many stars … it goes on and on . ❞ ❝ such prey would make quite the trophy . ❞ ❝ i will take your lying tongue . ❞ ❝ i will be handling your interrogation from this point forward . ❞ ❝ i won’t kill you . i’ll just drain the defiance out of you . ❞ ❝ but … i didn’t order this . ❞ ❝ no thank you , i’m not much of a dancer . ❞ ❝ don’t move . hands on the table . ❞ ❝ i’m not here for a fight . ❞ ❝ perhaps you should take a deep , calming breath . ❞ ❝ you’re in over your head . ❞ ❝ they may rule the land , but they do not rule my heart . ❞ ❝ if i come out of this crazy , the last thing i’ll do before i lose my mind is take your life . ❞ ❝ i’m sorry i didn’t believe you . ❞ ❝ it really must be end times . ❞ ❝ you’ll stop at nothing to keep your secrets . ❞ ❝ pathetic . you hunt a chair ? ❞ ❝ you have your trophy , i have mine . ❞ ❝ the world will decide your/their fate , as it decides all our fates . ❞ ❝ i’m not scared . i’m scared for you . ❞ ❝ i want to protect you . ❞ ❝ i’m not a hero . i’m nobody . ❞ ❝ but if you ask me , you’re already a hero . ❞ ❝ struggling is pointless , but you’re welcome to try , if it helps you pass the time . ❞ ❝ don’t play with your food , coward . just kill me now . ❞ ❝ kill you ? you’re no good to me dead . i need you alive . ❞ ❝ i’ll make sure that all the world knows what you truly are . ❞ ❝ delightful ! how am i evil ? ❞ ❝ all things kill . ❞ ❝ all living things consume other things to survive . it is not evil . it is natural . ❞ ❝ death is unnatural . death is a cruel joke . ❞ ❝ death mocks life . it mocks me . ❞ ❝ you would do the same in my place . ❞ ❝ we are nothing alike . ❞ ❝ you ran , yes ? you saved yourself . ❞ ❝ all those people , dead ⸻  just so you could run . ❞ ❝ i tried ! i just couldn’t save them ! ❞ ❝ you couldn’t save them … but what if you could save all the rest ? ❞ ❝ you make it sound SO much more nefarious than it actually is . ❞ ❝ is it them you’re worried about , or their crown ?  ❞ ❝ you have defied me time and again . ❞ ❝ but you do mean to disrespect me , and anyone who values tradition over self - righteous disobedience . ❞ ❝ you must silence these whispers of rebellion , and stop this war before it starts . ❞ ❝ is a slave a slave if it does not know it is a slave ? ❞ ❝ i am not your pet . ❞ ❝ the choice is to be my pet or my enemy . choose wisely . ❞ ❝ go then , run ! have your war . ❞ ❝ it will be on your head when everyone dies because you chose to run . again . ❞ ❝ it’s difficult being the voice of reason in such a crazed world . ❞ ❝ you’re always beautiful . ❞ ❝ it’s not about size ; it’s about vigor . ❞ ❝ and i made broth ! ❞ ❝ you spin quite the tale . but do you offer any proof ? ❞ ❝ when was the last time you washed your hands ? ❞ ❝ QUIET ! i’m not done . ❞ ❝ we all have a part to play in restoring the balance and destroying this evil . ❞ ❝ we are nothing without our lords . ❞ ❝ remember who you serve . ❞ ❝ traitors are conspiring against you . ❞ ❝ stand and prove the strength of your weapon by my side . ❞ ❝ i have turned a blind eye and said nothing while you stole from us . no more . ❞ ❝ i have allowed you to buy my loyalty with cheap trinkets . no more . ❞ ❝ i have bowed my head and called you lord/s while you slaughtered us . but . NO . MORE .  ❞ ❝ it’s all your fault . ❞ ❝ you are no sister/brother of mine . ❞ ❝ justice must be served . ❞

#❛ 𝒐𝒐𝒄. / memes.

[bladewarde]

when steam has all the games on your wishlist on sale....................

#❛ 𝒐𝒐𝒄. / ooc.

[bladewarde]

i love that after the abbey, laera started to have hobbies and cooking was one of them. it's something she genuinely enjoys, and has gotten really very good at it?

it's also pretty obvious where she draws a lot of her inspiration from: the sea. she was born in a port city and lived close by the docks and the harbour. seafood inspired meals are something of a specialty of hers. <3

#❛ 𝒍𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒂. / headcanons. #i say it all the time but she and gale fight for the title of camp cook #jk the share the role and ngl she gives her props to him for making a mean stew

[bladewarde]

i don't think i've ever explicitly said but in thinking of the conclusion to laera's quests:

mariss' disappearance is resolved in act iii, while the larger tyrran problem is concluded post-epilogue!

i've given a lot of thought to laera v church of tyr. it's so, so important to her character and the REASON laera is who she is. i chose not to have that part of her quest resolved in act iii bc is demands too much attention and is a resolution that laera has desired for 26 years. it deserves to have the room to meet its end without the constraints of more time sensitive plotlines. ( and i personally just enjoy the thought of laera getting comfortable in life with astarion, maaaybe getting a little too complacent bc 'it's been 6mo!' and that simply isn't so lol )

also, in terms of plotting, it could give opportunity for companions to come in if they're present 🤔

#❛ 𝒍𝒂𝒆𝒓𝒂. / headcanons. #mariss is TRICKY bc theres so many directions i can go............ #ngl i'd love to bounce ideas of folks 😭 #methinks i'll do a proper 'epilogue' post and then go into detail about the tyrrans hmmm

[bladewarde]

Vanna has the right of it, Laera thinks; amusingly watching her deliver a swift kick to the twisted corpse of their once-escort. Everything around her feels unnatural; down to the very people who swear their allegiance to the Absolute. In spite the tickle in her brain — the tadpole — dulling her senses when around those of its like, Laera has enough trust in her own instincts to detect when things aren't as they should be. Enough still to know that they were still in danger.

❝ I think you could 'ave managed, ❞ The fighter teases, silently taking note of how they left no orc, goblin or spider remaining. ❝ It's probably for the best we got rid of them all. With no one to alert Moonrise, it won't be too 'ard to believe that they might 'ave fallen to the curse. ❞ That's the hope, at least.

Laera stands on the path in silence, thoughts wandering toward the larger risk of having removed a patrol party from Moonrise's forces, and the unknown of what the Harpers were up to in such blighted lands. However, their chances of surviving were disappearing the further the Moonlantern's light vanished into the dark. ❝ I know a thing or two about 'Arpers. Generally, not a bad lot, but… this situation isn't normal. We should go, but we go with caution. ❞

silence had fallen upon the darkened land once again, the bard quick to undo her instrument and check it and then herself for any damage. ❝ other than a few little scrapes and bruises, i seem to be just fine, thankfully. ❞

the tiefling gives a thumbs up and smiles promptly to comfort laera, staring down at the drider's corpse before giving it a good punt with her sandal. ❝ unlike this annoying creepy-crawly aresehole over here. i swear if i had to hear him say 'his majesty' one more time, i was gonna push him and that stupid orc into the shadow curse myself. or - try to. ❞ nostrils huff out a relief of air as she shakes her head. gods, she hated spiders.

❝ anyway, it seems those harpers have an idea where to go. if you think we should follow? i don't see why not . . ❞

#hellscaress #❛ 𝒊𝒄. / ic thread. #❛ 𝒗. / dnd ― baldur’s gate. #then: lets flee from the scene of the crime!

[bladewarde]

An independent, private & selective writing blog for an 𝐄𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 based in 𝑫𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒔 / 𝑩𝒂𝒍𝒅𝒖𝒓'𝒔 𝑮𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝑰𝑰𝑰. As shielded by killi. This blog contains mature and dark themes; use discretion when following.

*personals and non-rp blogs please do not interact or reblog!!

#❛ 𝒑. / self promo. #❛ ― queue. / the queue is dark and full of terrors.