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Inbox Call!

Like this if you would be interested in a meme or two.

Please specify muse, if you've a preference.

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I think... At least for now, I may put my tieflings here, too. There are only a couple that I 100% have muse for all the time, so may just run with that. And I will also do a slight name change.

@ whotellsthestories -> @spareastory

Because Asharak is going to be one of the ones added here.

#|| out of catastrophes || { ooc } #// Reblogging for the people awake at reasonable times. #// 😂😂😂

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So the left is as close as I could get to Counselor [ Desiré ] Florrick because, of course, she has a custom sculpt but…

Before when I said she passes for a surface elf… Well. I have realized that's only with her glamor in place.

Without it…

There she is.

I love her so much already.

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I think... At least for now, I may put my tieflings here, too. There are only a couple that I 100% have muse for all the time, so may just run with that. And I will also do a slight name change.

@ whotellsthestories -> @spareastory

Because Asharak is going to be one of the ones added here.

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I am this close not only to writing Counsellor Florrick over at @morethandarkness or @whotellsthestories but also to making the slight alteration that she's actually drow [ and Ravengard knows it ] but she can and does pass for a surface elf. Which makes the attack on Waukeen's Rest all the more upsetting and frustrating. Her kin, unwittingly taking yet another thing from her. She thought she'd gotten away from the Underdark ways by living on the surface.

Of course they had to prove her wrong.

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I need it to be Friday.

It is only Tuesday.

Unfortunate.

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He was shook

#|| ' to fight for the right without question or pause ; to be willing to march into hell for a heavenly cause ! ' || { rebekkah // about } #|| ' i cast vicious mockery . nat 20 . let's go ! ' || { talaitha // about } #// Who is who depends on the topic and the day honestly. 😂

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I have posted inbox calls for the muses that are loudest at the moment, as well as brief little descriptions of the characters with each! I will list the links and also the descriptions together below, for ease of access without spamming again.

These are the loudest at present, but, of course, if someone wants any of the other whisperfiftyfivewhisper muses, just let me know! Also if you want anything from any of my other mains!

The inbox call for LADY AGATHA QUILEN is HERE.

Agatha has lived in Baldur's Gate for all of her life, the daughter and only child of a patriar family. Uninterested in the selfish and shallow ways of the noblesse, Agatha was instead quite fascinated with metalwork. Against the wishes of her parents--leaving her disowned--she took up an apprenticeship with a weaponsmith and now owns her own shop.

The inbox call for ALLEYNE EDRICSON is HERE.

Having grown up in a monastery, Alleyne was set to become a monk but those who raised him had been sworn to set him out into the world upon reaching the age of majority. Upon (reluctantly) doing so, Alleyne became acquainted with a group of paladins and swore an oath to protect those in need, lend aid where able, and defend against the evil and the unjust.

The inbox call for BEKKAH is HERE.

Bekkah's earliest memories were solely of her mother, a drow wanderer who had settled in Baldur's Gate ages ago. She knew nothing of her father until the age of four when her mother was killed, her last request given to take Bekkah to the father she had never met: Lord Enver Gortash. Inquisitive and sweet-natured, as Bekkah grows older, she becomes a cleric of Helm, offering help to all who need it.

The inbox call for BRUU'ZZ is HERE.

Murder is simply a way of life within any Lolth-Sworn society, particularly when murder will advance the station of the one doing the murdering. Bruu'zz watched as his parents were killed, for no other crime than being in the way of a lesser family. Escaping into the night and then aboveground, the young drow swore that he would have vengeance... only to realize in time that hope was a far greater combatant in the face of such darkness and depravity. [ Yes, this is Baldur's Gate Batman because I watched Pattinson's Batman and loved it but I am still hyperfixated on Baldur's Gate... seven months and counting? ]

The inbox call for CLOPIN is HERE.

It is a simple fact that the Gur are a people not widely respected. They are spoken of in whispers, usually melodramatic and superstitious tales. The leader over a band of them within Baldur's Gate, Clopin has always endeavored to assuage such fears with his fantastical stories and street performances... yet also been prepared to reinforce them when his people are threatened.

The inbox call for ELYSIA is HERE.

Elysia does not remember her parents more than flashes of unfocused faces and the melodies she can almost recall. What she does remember is the old woman who found her and took her in--a cleric of Lathander. She remembers all the woman taught her about being able to take care of herself. She also remembers when the woman died, Elysia no more than seven summers old at the time. She set out again, wandering, until she was taken in by a wizard who raised her as though she was his own daughter, and did everything he could to help her realize her dream to become a cleric of Lathander.

The inbox call for EVASTRASZA is HERE.

Raised by humans after she was found injured in the woods, it is no wonder that the young red dragoness chose a such a form as her disguise. A wanderer, Eva can often be found along riverbanks, sunning and listening to the water flow, striking conversations with those who find themselves there as well. Rather maternal in nature, Eva is a friend and protector to all those who need one, happy to lend a shoulder or a listening ear... or to offer the aid of her magic or, if necessary, the strength and swiftness of her dragon form.

The inbox call for HOWL is HERE.

All sorts of strange and fantastical stories surround Howl Pendragon--or perhaps one might know him by another of his many names. He seems never to remain in one place for long as, rumor has it, he eats the hearts of beautiful young ladies and, if that isn't enough, he has a hag chasing after him! Though viewed as a prodigy, he dropped out of Blackstaff Academy while still quite young. As with all other things, the truth of the matter is shrouded in mystery. One thing is for certain, however, if one were to cross paths with the Wizard Howl, surely it will be bad luck!

The inbox call for PITCH BLACK is HERE.

If one heard something go bump in the night, it would be wise to pretend that one did not... or wiser still, to light the room or wherever else one might be. It is true that many dangers lurk in the shadows, but few are so terrible as the King of Nightmares, otherwise known as the Bogeyman. Whence he came and who he was--if ever he was anyone prior to this--is a mystery, but there have been whispers... whispers of a bright and shining, heroic high elven general to whom the terrifying shade bears a striking resemblance... But the General fell to the Shadow Curse as he fought bravely to ensure others escaped... surely any resemblance is simply coincidence... isn't it?

The inbox call for REINHARDT is HERE.

Once a brash and foolish young man, Reinhardt's own pursuit of glory leading to the death of his friend and mentor, he learned too late that 'caution is preferable to rash bravery' and that there are greater pursuits than to have thrilling tales for the tavern or the campfire. From that day forward, Reinhardt threw himself fully into his role as a protector--as a SHIELD. Now an old man, scarred and battle-worn and not nearly so spry as he once was, still he has not set down hammer and shield, determined to protect those who need his help... Perhaps one day he will feel that he has atoned for the death of such a hero and such a friend.

The inbox call for SOREN is HERE.

The Illithid Grand Design is perhaps one of the greatest threats to the worlds, perhaps even to the multiverse. Few there are who have ever had the power or the ability to defy their desire to conquer and enslave. Ages ago, before the Gith'yanki broke free, there lived one who was considered to be a grave threat: Archmage Soren. So powerful and so suffused with his magical energy was he that he practically became that energy, though still he is able to take on a solid form at will, whatever form he chooses. Despite a grueling battle against the Illithid armies, his world fell and in the last moments, he locked himself away in an Astral Prism in the hopes that he might one day help another world. His apprentice, however, who was charged with carrying the prism, was killed while trying to escape and the prism was lost, seemingly forever... until it was recovered by the gith, though Vlaakith, threatened by his power, kept Soren locked within its confines... and then ended up in the hands of a cleric of Shar.

The inbox call for TALAITHA is HERE.

It wasn't sickness or death that separated Tala from her mother, but rather that her mother simply wasn't much of one. Having developed an alcohol and drug addiction when Tala was still quite young, her lifestyle became more and more irresponsible, and the anger at being saddled with a young child more and more pronounced. One day, she threw the girl out, claiming she simply wasn't going to put up with her anymore. Thankfully, Tala was smart and clever. She was able to get by and eventually, thanks to the lessons of a traveling bard, she was even able to thrive... at least until her city began to go downhill... which was right about the time she started seeing posters of a man who looked far too familiar for her liking and the first time she saw him in the public square giving a speech she knew: Lord Enver Gortash is her father. Determined to meet the man, one way or another, Tala sets about to do just that... though the task quickly becomes far more difficult than first she had thought...

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Alright. Inbox call spam is concluded now. Apologies! Just wanted to get my loudest muses posted and the inbox calls for them up and ready for the weekend! I am very excited to get writing here, too.

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LIKE THIS POST for me to send things to your INBOX from TALAITHA.

It wasn't sickness or death that separated Tala from her mother, but rather that her mother simply wasn't much of one. Having developed an alcohol and drug addiction when Tala was still quite young, her lifestyle became more and more irresponsible, and the anger at being saddled with a young child more and more pronounced. One day, she threw the girl out, claiming she simply wasn't going to put up with her anymore. Thankfully, Tala was smart and clever. She was able to get by and eventually, thanks to the lessons of a traveling bard, she was even able to thrive... at least until her city began to go downhill... which was right about the time she started seeing posters of a man who looked far too familiar for her liking and the first time she saw him in the public square giving a speech she knew: Lord Enver Gortash is her father. Determined to meet the man, one way or another, Tala sets about to do just that... though the task quickly becomes far more difficult than first she had thought...

#|| ' yet knowing how way leads on to way i doubted if i should ever come back ' || { new interactions }

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LIKE THIS POST for me to send things to your INBOX from SOREN.

The Illithid Grand Design is perhaps one of the greatest threats to the worlds, perhaps even to the multiverse. Few there are who have ever had the power or the ability to defy their desire to conquer and enslave. Ages ago, before the Gith'yanki broke free, there lived one who was considered to be a grave threat: Archmage Soren. So powerful and so suffused with his magical energy was he that he practically became that energy, though still he is able to take on a solid form at will, whatever form he chooses. Despite a grueling battle against the Illithid armies, his world fell and in the last moments, he locked himself away in an Astral Prism in the hopes that he might one day help another world. His apprentice, however, who was charged with carrying the prism, was killed while trying to escape and the prism was lost, seemingly forever... until it was recovered by the gith, though Vlaakith, threatened by his power, kept Soren locked within its confines... and then ended up in the hands of a cleric of Shar.

#|| ' yet knowing how way leads on to way i doubted if i should ever come back ' || { new interactions }

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LIKE THIS POST for me to send things to your INBOX from REINHARDT.

Once a brash and foolish young man, Reinhardt's own pursuit of glory leading to the death of his friend and mentor, he learned too late that 'caution is preferable to rash bravery' and that there are greater pursuits than to have thrilling tales for the tavern or the campfire. From that day forward, Reinhardt threw himself fully into his role as a protector--as a SHIELD. Now an old man, scarred and battle-worn and not nearly so spry as he once was, still he has not set down hammer and shield, determined to protect those who need his help... Perhaps one day he will feel that he has atoned for the death of such a hero and such a friend.

#|| ' yet knowing how way leads on to way i doubted if i should ever come back ' || { new interactions }

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LIKE THIS POST for me to send things to your INBOX from PITCH BLACK.

If one heard something go bump in the night, it would be wise to pretend that one did not... or wiser still, to light the room or wherever else one might be. It is true that many dangers lurk in the shadows, but few are so terrible as the King of Nightmares, otherwise known as the Bogeyman. Whence he came and who he was--if ever he was anyone prior to this--is a mystery, but there have been whispers... whispers of a bright and shining, heroic high elven general to whom the terrifying shade bears a striking resemblance... But the General fell to the Shadow Curse as he fought bravely to ensure others escaped... surely any resemblance is simply coincidence... isn't it?

#|| ' yet knowing how way leads on to way i doubted if i should ever come back ' || { new interactions } #// GAAAAAAH #// I MISSED WRITING PITCH SO MUCH

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LIKE THIS POST for me to send things to your INBOX from THE GREAT warlock WIZARD HOWL.

All sorts of strange and fantastical stories surround Howl Pendragon--or perhaps one might know him by another of his many names. He seems never to remain in one place for long as, rumor has it, he eats the hearts of beautiful young ladies and, if that isn't enough, he has a hag chasing after him! Though viewed as a prodigy, he dropped out of Blackstaff Academy while still quite young. As with all other things, the truth of the matter is shrouded in mystery. One thing is for certain, however, if one were to cross paths with the Wizard Howl, surely it will be bad luck!

#|| ' yet knowing how way leads on to way i doubted if i should ever come back ' || { new interactions } #// He's going to be a bit of a mix of Miyazaki and novel all adapted into BG3 xD

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LIKE THIS POST for me to send things to your INBOX from EVASTRASZA.

Raised by humans after she was found injured in the woods, it is no wonder that the young red dragoness chose a such a form as her disguise. A wanderer, Eva can often be found along riverbanks, sunning and listening to the water flow, striking conversations with those who find themselves there as well. Rather maternal in nature, Eva is a friend and protector to all those who need one, happy to lend a shoulder or a listening ear... or to offer the aid of her magic or, if necessary, the strength and swiftness of her dragon form.

#|| ' yet knowing how way leads on to way i doubted if i should ever come back ' || { new interactions } #// Just as Thraeya was my first d&d / bg3 oc #// Eva was my first WoW oc and I love her. #// She is dragon mom. xD

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LIKE THIS POST for me to send things to your INBOX from ELYSIA.

Elysia does not remember her parents more than flashes of unfocused faces and the melodies she can almost recall. What she does remember is the old woman who found her and took her in--a cleric of Lathander. She remembers all the woman taught her about being able to take care of herself. She also remembers when the woman died, Elysia no more than seven summers old at the time. She set out again, wandering, until she was taken in by a wizard who raised her as though she was his own daughter, and did everything he could to help her realize her dream to become a cleric of Lathander.

#|| ' yet knowing how way leads on to way i doubted if i should ever come back ' || { new interactions }