An Undirected Mind

i’m tearing up a little

leon was mic’d up ,., love u guys great pass YEAHHHHHH

Day 7 of #Veiltober - Davrin Griffon Daddy.

legends

dude your brave and loyal knight fucking bit me

One of these days the royal court is going to realize I’m not actually a brave and chivalrous knight, I’m just my princess’s attack dog wrapped in metal plate.

The “oh I could definitely write this fanfic in under 5000 words and it really wouldn’t take me that long” voice in your head is actually the devil speaking

Bicons

Interesting news for fucked up weirdos who enjoy body horror and exploring differences between Self and Other

What the wine-dark oceanic FUCK.

This excerpt from the article:

"I was very excited [when I found them]," study lead author Kei Jokura, an evolutionary biologist at the University of Exeter in the U.K. and Japan's National Institutes of Natural Sciences in Okazaki, told Live Science in an email. "I immediately took the fused comb jellies from the room where I was keeping them and showed them to the other lab members."

I love scientists this is so cute. And what a WILD thing to discover!!!!

I think we all need some soup right now. Reblog to give prev a bowl of their favourite soup.

I understand the impulse to clown on Essek for walking around in Vasselheim with his recognizable voice with the Bright Queen's spearhead commander, and of course we could turn to the metatextual elements (the necessity of signposting the world for players on the part of the GM, the ease of using a familiar ally to introduce a relevant NPC and new point of contact) to dismiss this if we wanted, but I think it's more interesting—and funnier, as you'll see—to imagine this as simply an extension of the laws and logic that dictate the Mighty Nein as a narrative entity.

Fundamentally, the Mighty Nein within their campaign pursue personal and collective agency, often at the expense or in denial of political power. Where they do interact with more political forms of power, they evade its grasp upon them, most notably in their interactions with the war, but also while they engage with the Cerberus Assembly, the Cobalt Soul, and even the Revelry. The way they pursue agency, on the other hand, has far more to do with their own support of one another and their own individual power, especially where there is magic involved, and manifests in having the freedom to move and act as they wish in the world.

The culmination of this, as we know, is the mechanical ability in their final battle against Lucien and the Somnovem to manipulate the terrain of the battle map to their advantage with only imagination. At the same time, Jester and Caduceus can both call in free favors from their gods, one of whom is unlimited by the Divine Gate and in fact is far more governed by fey logic. Fjord has made three different divine pacts and is virtually unrestricted by any of them. Caleb's hallmark is an almost infinitely malleable home that almost literally seems to operate as a hammerspace, with a pinnacle dedicated to the potentiality of the universe, the application of which is one of his signature spells—against all odds successful in his initial goal, no longer fueled by guilt and grief, of bending reality to his will. It's narratively and thematically cogent that this be the calling card of the party as a whole.

The Mighty Nein are, in effect, dictated by Looney Tunes logic, and nothing else. They have been so successful in their pursuit of their own freedom that they no longer abide by the cosmic laws of Exandria, let alone the laws of physics or sense. So yes, from an external point of view, it does look exceedingly foolish for Essek to be traipsing around in Vasselheim under the Bright Queen's nose, but it's far more entertaining to argue that being a member of the Mighty Nein in fact simply confers the capability of ignoring the laws of reality without consequence when it's narratively convenient, characteristically interesting—or just really fucking funny.

in conclusion

One thing I can't stand is media portraying predator animals being predators as evil.

This is in relation to the Veilguard griffin being a known predator but the game is gonna consider it a Bad Thing if he attacks a prey animal??? Like be for real rn.

Also......... this quest ending on "wow the baby griffin is GOOD actually, because it didn't attack the sick halla, and instead offered it food" like WHY are you letting the sweet baby near the sick animal 😭 he's gonna get sick too!!!!!!!!!! This is BAD animal handling!!!!!!!!!!

"mAkE tHe gRiFfInS sTeWaRdS of nAtUrE" or "make the griffins go fight and die with wardens " how about you eat my ass I hate this whole "nature is pure and sweet" shit like we have said SO MANY TIMES this game that griffins are natural predators and NATURALLY wanna shred darkspawn. Like be for real right now that's not even a choice

Happy wip Wednesday enjoy a taste of Threelty (Fealty 3)

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Fjord opens with, “it’s pretty busy [in the port]. I’m thinking of sending a launch ahead while we wait to dock, to see if we can find [an inn]. Do you think [Eadwulf] should go on [the launch]?”

Jester bites her lip. Her nose wrinkles, and she finally shakes her head, “I don’t know.”

“Babe?” Fjord touches his knuckles to Eadwulf’s temple. No dangerous fever, not right now at least, as he’s had a strange fever that comes and goes in waves. Eadwulf says it’s all part of his body going through residuum withdrawal and attempting to shut down. Jester insists that Eadwulf doesn’t know what he’s talking about, since no Volstrucker has ever gone through withdrawal before. Fjord doesn’t know anything.

Eadwulf groans at his touch, a sound that isn’t much more than an exhale. He doesn’t open his eyes.

You could say he's- say he's sick- sick as a [loud truck horn]

Happy wip Wednesday enjoy a taste of Threelty (Fealty 3)

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Fjord opens with, “it’s pretty busy [in the port]. I’m thinking of sending a launch ahead while we wait to dock, to see if we can find [an inn]. Do you think [Eadwulf] should go on [the launch]?”

Jester bites her lip. Her nose wrinkles, and she finally shakes her head, “I don’t know.”

“Babe?” Fjord touches his knuckles to Eadwulf’s temple. No dangerous fever, not right now at least, as he’s had a strange fever that comes and goes in waves. Eadwulf says it’s all part of his body going through residuum withdrawal and attempting to shut down. Jester insists that Eadwulf doesn’t know what he’s talking about, since no Volstrucker has ever gone through withdrawal before. Fjord doesn’t know anything.

Eadwulf groans at his touch, a sound that isn’t much more than an exhale. He doesn’t open his eyes.

You could say he's- say he's sick- sick as a [loud truck horn]