It looks like her horns are much bugger and more devil like than tiefling naturally. Would her horns grow back to that shape if sue let them, or is it more like docking a tail and permanent? Would she become more comfortable with her original horns being around tieflings more if they could grow back? Why did she trim them initially?
Ehehe I'm glad you caught that, cause yeah you're right her horns are very much meant to be more devil than tiefling!
I figured if a devil is going to screw someone over by giving them a stolen child, why wouldn't they aim to pick one who would bring as much chaos and misery to that person as possible? Ember has no idea who her bio parents are, but she's definitely no ordinary Tiefling.
I put the rest under a read more because it got a bit long:
To try and kind of match the other companions, I wanted her to have the capacity to be incredibly powerful, but limited for game/story reasons. So for Ember, at least one of her parents is someone Powerful and Important in the hells, and that parent is where her sorcery comes from.
It means she's capable of crazy strong magic (like, on par with Gale before he got nerfed strong) but a combination of being self-taught and a lack of motivation means that she's never had a reason to find out what she's actually capable of. She also grew up very isolated, so until she met Gale she was under the impression that magic was just like that for everyone. And tied to all that, one of the most obvious tells that there's something else going on with her is her horns.
I like to think that for most Tieflings, their horns do grow throughout their lives, but hit what's considered 'full sized' by around puberty- at which point the growth slows to a crawl. I also have to assume based on Karlach's broken horn that if the horn breaks? It's gone for good, though they will still maintain that slow growth so long as the core at the base of the horn remains intact.
For Ember however, her horns are just enormous. At age 4 it's expected a Tiefling will have started growing their horns but that they'll still be blunt, nubby things like a baby goat. Ember's were the size they are in the age chart, and continued to grow even larger as she got older.
She likely would have trimmed them no matter what, because not being used to having horns in the first place made dealing with them frustrating, but they're really just unreasonably huge. She trims them down pretty much as far as she comfortably can, the blue tips being where the darker outer layers were cut away.
To her annoyance, they also grow back and do so remarkably fast, which is where the jewelry she has wrapped around them comes from. Those gold embellishments are actually enchanted so they'll stay the size she wants them! (They also keep them from catching on fire when her emotions are high, but that's a whole other thing) So she could actually let them grow back to their full size if she wanted to, she just doesn't because they'd be way too unwieldy and annoying to deal with.
And while I can see some of this stuff becoming relevant after the events of the game, for the duration of BG3's plot this is all just more or less flavour text. The magic stuff is the only part that would have a notable impact.
Also fun fact, this whole part of her backstory is just because I needed an excuse to make her immortal. I didn't have the strength to give Astarion a companion who he'd have to lose in less than 100 years. My heart can't take that 😭 So fuck it, she's the daughter of some big powerful demon or whatever so Astarion can have one nice thing that won't be taken from him!!!
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As mentioned in the tags/comments of this post, some headcanons on Kendall, Nate, and Shiv (but mostly Shiv) beneath the cut:
Warning for a slightly long list of bullets.
I tend to think Ken and Nate met first, while Ken was at Waystar Shanghai and Nate worked either at the U.S. embassy or had some kind of foreign policy fellowship. The friendship carried over when they both came back to the U.S.
Below is how I imagine Nate and Shiv may have started up the fist time around (in hybrid headcanon/fic/bullet point fashion):
Shiv and Nate meet at a bar
It starts when Kendall offers to set up an intro to “help her get her footing” in DC
Like she needs that
God, her brother’s an ass
She says no of course and thinks that will be the end of it
But she only gets 3 weeks of peace before Kendall’s bothering her again
He lets her know he’ll be in town, running errands for dad
He says they should grab drinks and catch-up
She throws him a bone, agrees and picks a bar
When she gets there, Ken’s already a few deep, another man’s arm resting casually on his shoulder
When she makes her way over, Kendall introduces the guy as Nate
Yes, that Nate
And she can’t help but feel one part ambushed and two parts pissed – like she’s being third-wheeled at her own fucking family reunion
Almost unbidden, she wonders if this is a play, if there's something here she needs to navigate
But the echo of old instincts passes as she settles into the situation
And somehow, after an hour and a half of drinking, Ken’s bumming a cig (or something harder), Nate is shamelessly flirting with her, and she can barely remember why she was so hesitant to meet this guy
Seeing Nate up close and personal, she’s starting to understand his value
Nate is, as some would say, not unattractive
Plus he’s kind of a little charming
But equally important, he’s Kendall’s
And she’d be lying if there isn’t something in that
She remembers being 9 and having butterflies in her stomach on the rare occasions Kendall brough Stewy home from school
She remembers being 10 and realizing nothing she did would ever matter to him because he only really cared about Kendall
Dormant acid prickles at the edges of her memory
So she thinks, fuck it, and starts to flirt back
They almost fuck in the bathroom before her paranoia gets the better of her
When Kendall gets back from who knows where doing who knows what, he’s none the wiser
Shiv calls it a night shortly after
Nate comes over at 3:20am
They make it 4 months before Kendall finds out
He promptly gives her a call, every word edged in a small snap
A part of her loves it
She brushes him off, because her life has never been his business anyway, least of all now
But they make plans to meet up next week anyway, when he’ll be back in town
This time, it’s her who brings the surprise guest
Nate is at her side as Kendall enters the crowded bar, Nate's hand drifting down from her waist to skim the top of her ass
Ken makes a face, but pretends to be unphased
As if he isn’t the worst liar she’s ever met
And fine, she’ll admit it, in this moment Nate feels like a victory
There’s something that feels like winning about taking one of Kendall’s friends for herself
And sure she likes him, and sure there are other reasons to keep doing…whatever they’re doing
But this, winning, this is part of it
She doesn’t quite catch that Nate seems to be figuring that out too
He moves his hand
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