#naddpod c2

[beesorcery]

silver and sulphur

[ID: a drawing of Zirk Vervain from NADDPOD in profile, visible from the chest up. He looks in front of him with a neutral expression and holds a glass flask of colourful liquid in each hand. Zirk is a young humanoid man with dark brown skin, droopy elf ears, and blonde hair with rainbow dipdyed ends. He has messy, curly bangs and a pair of round glasses, and wears a white shirt with puffed sleeves, thick black protective gloves, and a black apron. Behind him, the wall is covered in pipes, glass vials, and other alchemical equipment. Decorative writing on the wall reads "Vervain's Potions & Salves / Thornkirk". end ID] (id via transguyhawkeye)

#might as well put this here too #descriptions welcome! i never know how best to write them so pls feel free to add in the notes #procreate #naddpod #not another dnd podcast #eldermourne #naddpod c2 #zirk vervain #lookin at this again goddamn. tumblr absolutely fucked the image quality #click to see it without so much pixelation lol #bees’ art

[kyeree]

My @naddpodgifting for @/hololucent on twt

One of Fia’s train carts from C2

#naddpod #naddpodgifting #Naddpod c2 #fia boginya #bukvar #not another dnd podcast #emily axford #dnd #kyeree art tag

[tmgstudios]

Henry Hogfish

Ill Luck Henry - Emily Axford // @/tmgstudios // Heart of the Ocean, Gaelic Storm // Not Another DnD Podcast // Unknown // Robert Jabert // Fatherhood - Mike Essig // JFK // Not Another DnD Podcast // Alex Linch // @/watchtheantagonist // we are stories - irinia // Shadows - Amos Russel Wells // I Want To Run Away - Mel Cooper // In A Dark Time - Theodore Roethke

aka my first ever attempt at a web weave. hopefully it’s at least ok! ( oh yeah, theres a zirk vervain one to go along with this now :] )

#web weave #web weaving #henry hogfish #naddpod #not another dnd podcast #eldermourne #naddpod c2 #ill luck henry #rattling bones #everyone listen to naddpod c2 RIGHT NOW

[pocketspaday]

rb if you think Hank Hogfish should have the lucky feat now that he’s broken the curse

#guess who listened to eldermourne recently #hank hogfish #eldermourne #naddpod #naddpod c2 #yelling about podcasts

[sunshinemakesmesleepy]

I feel like eldermorne as a whole just gets that much better, when you keep in mind that murph grew up in a devout catholic household.

Like mans was afraid to worship the fucking dice devil at the beginning of this fucking podcast. He REEKS of unprocessed catholic guilt. The entire concept of eldermorne as a whole is so parallel to the world at large that we live in, and basically the deconstruction of faith

Like i cannot imagine how cathartic the entire last chunk of the campaign must have felt to him, or even if any of this was intentional (i have a feeling it’s a mix of both) but even as someone who wasn’t really raised catholic, (but had parents who used to be catholic), re listening to eldermorne the second time is like healing some of the religious trauma I never even realized I had.

Anyways, I think all of this is hilarious in a fucked up way, while simultaneously being so sad and like deep.

#eldermourne #campaign 2 #not another dnd podcast #naddpod c2 #naddpod #brian murphy #religous trauma #catholic guilt #like for real SO much catholic guilt

[kaseyskat]

i know naddpod c2 eldermourne isn't nearly as popular as other dnd shows but i am pspspsping my followers with this silly little vignette... the sapphics got me bad im brainrotting so hard its so over for me hahaha anyways please enjoy some soft post canon fiarina

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"Psst– hey, Fi, wake up." 

Fia rolls over, groaning as she is stirred back into the world of consciousness. 

She definitely does not feel rested; she can imagine it's only been a few hours since she was nudged into sleeping by a well-meaning Henry. Mister Henry had really taken to his newfound captain position, and though Fia had rolled her eyes at him when he told her that she needed to put her book down and actually sleep, she makes a mental note to thank him later as she rubs her eyes blearily. 

In the dim haze of her darkvision, she sees a pair of bright eyes staring down into her, framed by silver hair that nearly glows in the darkness. Even now, after all of this time, it takes her breath away. Fia cannot be upset that she's been prematurely awoken when this is the sight that greets her. 

"Is it morning already?" Fia rubs at her eyes, carefully sitting up with a sleepy groan. 

"No, no, not yet, but you have to see this." Irina does not seem at all remorseful for waking Fia, and she takes Fia's hand sooner than Fia can process the words, tugging her upwards. 

Now that she's more alert, Fia can vaguely make out the sounds of Mister Henry snoring away across the room, and she thinks she can see an outline of someone that might be Mister Zirk, if only because of the shape of the blanket pile in the corner. Almost spitefully, she is glad that she was not the only one that Mister Henry had to corral into sleeping tonight. 

Meanwhile, Irina hasn't even changed into sleeping clothes– she is still wearing her patchwork cloak draped around her, still wearing a set of Zirk's trousers and one of Fia's shirts because they haven't had the time or means to get her any of her own yet. They've only been on this trip for a few days, and Henry estimated it would be a few more before they reach the next town on the river for supplies– though, shamefully, Fia is glad that the trip would take this long, if it means Irina gets to wear her clothes for a little while longer. 

So lost in her own thoughts, she barely protests when Irina guides her to her feet, and then all but drags her out of the sleeping quarters, up the stairs and onto the main deck of the ship. They had docked for the night so that they wouldn't have to sleep in shifts, which means its far easier for Fia to stay steady on her feet as she is led over to the starboard deck. 

Finally, Irina sits down, and she pats the space next to her. Fia drops without a second thought. 

"Now are you going to tell me what you brought me here for?" she asks amusedly, even as she glances down at the place where her hand is still intertwined with Irina's. 

Irina waits a moment, fidgeting in place with what can only be excitement, and then she points up to the skies. "Look!" 

Fia glances up. 

Stars streak across the night sky. The legends say that these shooting stars are blessings of the Trickster waving down upon the mortal realm; sometimes, Batilda would bring Fia out to watch meteor showers, telling her about how they were a sign of good luck, that the humans of old times would make wishes upon the stars as they fell in hopes that the Trickster would answer their prayers and grant them their heart's desire. 

Fia does not really believe in that story anymore, especially when she knows that the Trickster no longer walks the mortal plane and would not return. Still, she can understand Irina's delight.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Irina says in wonder, and when Fia glances at her, she is staring at the sky with the stars alit in her eyes, an awestruck smile on her face. "I have never gotten to see the shooting stars in person before, this is amazing." 

"Beautiful, yeah," Fia agrees, but she is still staring at Irina. 

Irina unclasps her cloak, fidgeting with it as she turns it sideways so that she can drape it over Fia's own shoulders. "Here, we can share," she says, and she finally looks away from the stars, catching Fia's gaze. Her cheeks flush a brilliant shade of pink, and she manages a small, sheepish smile. "It is very cold tonight." 

"You know I am not bothered by the cold as easily as you," Fia tells her, but she uses the cloak as an excuse to lean in closer, tentatively curling an arm around Irina's shoulders so that they both fit under the fabric. "You know, in the old legends, people could wish on the stars when they fell across the sky." 

"Yes, I've heard that legend as well!" Irina laughs, and she drops her head onto Fia's shoulder, curling into her side. "What are you wishing for, Fi?" 

"I don't know what I would wish for," Fia admits, and she glances up at the stars as they fall across the night sky. "I already have everything I want right here." 

Irina makes a weird noise against Fia's shoulder, but she doesn't say anything else– just clings tightly to Fia's hand, draped across her side, nestled in her cloak as the meteor shower continues. 

When morning comes, Henry finds them both fast asleep on the starboard deck, cuddled together and peaceful. 

#kasey writes stuff #naddpod c2 #naddpod eldermourne #fia boginya #fiarina #the way i don't know irina's tumblr tag #naddpod irina #this is probably not gonna be the only fiarina fic i write btw #the hyperfixation is hyperfixating

[sir-se]

Years of not stepping beyond. unsleeping, distant to the world. Back in our place, we stand together, shedding the cloak of youth. And you will say “Now we are home.”

wow what a surprise it's fia again i wonder how that happened its not like i think of her EVERY WAKING MOMENT

#naddpod #not another dnd podcast #eldermourne #naddpod art #naddpod c2 #fia boginya #fonk bonkinya #art

[caseydoingart]

here a little mythical Fia and Irina.

#naddpod #not another dnd podcast fanart #not another d&d podcast #not another dnd podcast #eldermourne #naddpod c2 #fiarina #fia boginya #when I say I love my magic girls I mean it

[hhayfever]

Zirk and Billie vivisection date

Nothing more romantic than dissecting your undead girlfriend to figure out wtf is going on in there!

#zirk vervain #brimstone billie #fever says #naddpod #eldermourne #naddpod c2 #naddpod campaign 2

[dndumb]

It’s so crazy that Taylor Swift wrote the bolter about Fia Boginya

#naddpod #naddpod c2 #eldermourne #naddpod eldermourne #fia boginya #emily axford #taylor swift #the tortured poets department #ts ttpd #can you tell I’m mid - relistening to eldermourne?

[tsizzles1989]

This moment is so good

#naddpod c2 #eldermourne #naddpod #jabari #hexblood #episode 41

[tmgstudios]

Zirk Vervain

NADDPOD // unknown // Sleeplessness - Tomas Denson // NADDPOD // @/smokedsugar // Depression’s Lullaby for the Anxious Insomniac - vojeda96 // The Sorrow Festival - Erin Slaughter // Riverboat Shanty - Emily Axford // NADDPOD // Helping Others... - Catherine Hendry // I Will Rage against the Dying of the Light - Eileen Manassian // unknown // NADDPOD // @/quicklings

thought to hard about eldermourne and now ive made a zirk vervain web weave to go with the henry hogfish one i made a while ago. this took me ages i think zirks illnesses are so specific its hard to find stuff that fits him thats not something literally about him

#needed to stop staring at this in my drafts anxiously and just post it LMAO #web weave #web weaving #zirk vervain #naddpod #not another dnd podcast #eldermourne #naddpod c2 #rattling bones

[pocketspaday]

ahhhhh I just finished eldermourne!!

#naddpod #naddpod c2 #eldermourne

[sunshinemakesmesleepy]

“My girlhood best friend”

#naddpod #naddpod c2 #fia boginya #naddpod fanart

[tutselutse]

did anyone else immediately start crying over the lil balnor bag of holding moment in naddpod campaign two or is it just me

#not another dnd podcast #naddpod #naddpod c2 #fia boginya #henry hogfish #zirk vervain #balnor the brave #it could just be that i have my period #BUT I WASNT PREPARED FOR THIS

[auteurdefeu]

Zirk Vervain, my silly little guy.

#naddpod #not another dnd podcast #zirk vervain #caldwell tanner #Eldermourne #NADDPOD c2