A/N: The character of Ris'daer is not one of mine but from the extremely talented @mmothmanners here on tumblr. I absolutely adore their art and OCs and am currently (constantly) in a writing slump so I’m now trying to get out of it by writing about things I’m obsessed with. In this case: Ris’daer. Because I somehow got way too attached to this man. Good job. I think way too much about him. So you’ll probably end up getting random short stories about him and some of my OCs. Mostly my OC Talon cause he’s my baby but I’m really just ranting at this point.
I hope everyone, and especially @mmothmanners enjoys this silly little thing, honestly it won't be too great but I gotta create something
Becoming friends (?)
Possibly pt.1 of many
PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3
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Talon wasn’t quite famous for being the most open person. Sure, he didn’t like most people and maybe his first idea of interaction was violence more often than not. But he prided himself on not discriminating between anyone. Age, Gender, Race. He treated everyone the same.
So rest assured that the reason he didn’t like the bard wasn’t that he was a Drow but because the music was just annoying. Or maybe he just wasn’t able to deal with the bard’s undeniable enthusiasm for practically…everything.
It was late at night when Talon had put down his bags in the furthest corner of where they were camping, laying his head down on his bag, closing his eyes and tried to sleep.
Tried.
At least until he heard steps and someone flopping down next to him.
“Talon.”
Talon opened his eyes. “Bard.”
“I think I finally cracked it.” Ris’daer spoke with his usual happy mood that was, in Talon’s eyes, completely misplaced at this time and in this situation.
Talon sighed quietly, realizing he wouldn’t get much sleep anymore, sitting up. “How interesting, Ris’daer. Please. Enlighten me”
Ris’daer completely ignored the obvious sarcasm. “I…” he made a dramatic pause. “Wrote you a song.”
“You wrote me a what now?”
“A song. Come on. I’m a bard. It’s what I do. And I feel like you have a lot of stories to tell.” he was quiet for a moment. “Even if you don’t actually…tell them.”
For multiple seconds Talon just looked at the Drow but he really did seem to be serious about it. “Why are you wasting your time like this? We have more important things to do.”
“I forgot you were allergic to having fun.” Ris’daer chuckled.
“Some of us just can’t afford to–”
“Oh boohoo. I’m so dark and edgy. I don’t need friends. I stay alone in the darkness.” Ris’daer lowered his voice, performing a, not so inaccurate, mockery of Talon.
“...are you done yet?”
“Depends. Are you gonna let me play the song?”
Talon looked over what he could see from the camp, considering if he had some way out of it at this point. “Fine.” he eventually decided. “Just get it over with quickly.”
“No can do. Art needs time.” Ris’daer smirked.
“You can shove your art up your–”
“Shh. Don’t be so vulgar.” Ris’daer chuckled, playing a few notes on his lute and then properly starting to play a song, soon chiming in with some light singing.
And…it wasn’t like Talon liked it.
Objectively it wasn’t bad.
When the bard finished with the song, he widely grinned. “Huh? Have I made you speechless?”
Talon quickly focused back on the situation. “Not too bad. Although it does shine a bad light on me.”
“Oh, come on.”
“Who will want to hire me if they think I'm some big softie?” and for a moment Ris’daer could swear that he saw a small smile on the tieflings face.
“You are a big softie.” he grinned. “But fine. Next time I'll write one about you bathing in the blood of your enemies.”
“See that sounds more up my alley.” this time Ris’daer was sure that Talon was smiling even if it was just a little.
“I’ll start right up with brainstorming. How about you tell me about your most bloody battle, huh?” He hoped to get at least one story out of Talon.
Talon looked down at the Drow. “Nice try.”
“...damn I hoped that would work.”
For a moment Talon was quiet before speaking up again. “Did I tell you about the time I accidentally took down a cult?”
Immediately the bright shine that Ris’daer got when he was excited about something showed up again. “That’s what I’m talking about! Tell me everything!”
Okay.
So maybe Talon didn’t exactly hate the Drow.
And maybe he would be able to befriend the bard. He just wasn’t sure if he would ever be able to befriend the lute that came with it.
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Saw where @mmothmanners had done these templates for their lovely Ris'daer a while ago so I wanted to try it out with my girl Tavana ❤️
(a bit about her and spoilers for the game below)
Tavana is my girl that I've been playing with since early access and I'm so happy to have finally been able to finish up her story! I've added more to it than I thought I would really but here are some little tidbits of it:
As a child she lived on the boundaries of the forest with her family until her parents found better work in the city and moved them all into Baldur's Gate
She grew up in Baldur's Gate with a decent roof over her head helping her parents run their business, she missed the forest and the animals though
She would sneak out and befriend some of the local fauna...namely cats and rats and pigeons. One rat in particular named Wriggles accompanied her around town at times.
Her excursions at night did put her in the path of one of Cazador's spawn at some point but she avoided the encounter none the wiser to how close a call it had been
Her ranger's companion is a raven named Cantrip (her favored familiar is also a raven and Cantrip can call upon two more ravens for help.....so combat was just Tavana calling upon a group of ravens (which is apparently called an unkindness of ravens) to peck the eyes of her enemies <3)
Originally I had her just romancing Astarion but while playing my Durge I decided that she, Astarion, and Durge would be cute together and....oops i have an ot3 AU now...
I made her exactly as I had in early access but later added the piercings in the endgame as something between her and Karlach....bc Karlach has piercings pertaining to her rage type and they decided that Tavana summoning all those ravens was her version of a rage. It's also a remembrance thing for Tavana because in my original run with her Karlach died (and tbh I'm not sure I can change that I think that's Tavana's canon as much as it hurts me)
Tavana is very sun energy coded
Fun little thing that happened in game: when the spawn invaded camp in act 3 one of them bit Tavana so I had her chug the "A Mother's Loathing" potion and bite them back...so she's maybe a little feral at times
Definitely didn't kill the gur in the swamp and then use his crossbow for the entire rest of the game...nope...
She's a distant cousin of my first dnd OC (who became a literal goddess and is the deity of my current dnd OC cleric)
Tavana adopts so many animals and kids in game.....Scratch, Owlbear Cub, Arabella, and Yenna??? Adopted. She might have adopted Us eventually but she took one look at the whole talking, squirming brain in a skull situation and said: oh no, that has got to go.
Did not use the tadpoles at all, not even for persuasion....my durge on the other hand, has more tadpoles than brain at this point...
and there's a lot more but i think that's enough for this post
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