Can I tag you/can I make fanworks/can I comment on this fic/what if it's old/what if the tag is weird what if-
You can, please do, just don't be mean. I especially like fanworks!
Current single fic I would recommend if I could only do one:
But since I can recommend more than one... check under the cut!
Absolutely infatuated with this note and these two (four?). I need to know everything about them
Veil Jumper Note:
Garric,
I joined the Veil Jumpers to meet people and see neat magic, not to fight dragons. This is a terrible idea, and you, me, your pet wolf, and the turtle that lives in my backpack are all going to die.
-Leaf
a work for a wonderful bg3 zine i did in february
I was unprepared for how reading and writing fanfic would ascend you to a higher plane of being, the source material left broken in the dust.
Almost thought about playing BG3 yesterday, but then I remembered it's not a game centered entirely around the intricate personal lives of any of the tiefling refugees, nor do any of the incredibly minor NPCs who never meet have emotional and complex relationships fraught with conflict and romance.
Devastation.
Such a mood
This is why Time and Again is basically "Lolli spends a year-plus writing a BG3 sequel focused on Tieflings and sometimes other characters." 😅
We're all infected, love it
I was unprepared for how reading and writing fanfic would ascend you to a higher plane of being, the source material left broken in the dust.
Almost thought about playing BG3 yesterday, but then I remembered it's not a game centered entirely around the intricate personal lives of any of the tiefling refugees, nor do any of the incredibly minor NPCs who never meet have emotional and complex relationships fraught with conflict and romance.
Devastation.
Such a mood
me going to play the rolan game and realising he makes up less than 1% of a full play through:
… ah
The Rolan game lmao. I need the BG3 cut that's just the tiefling parts, pls
I was unprepared for how reading and writing fanfic would ascend you to a higher plane of being, the source material left broken in the dust.
Almost thought about playing BG3 yesterday, but then I remembered it's not a game centered entirely around the intricate personal lives of any of the tiefling refugees, nor do any of the incredibly minor NPCs who never meet have emotional and complex relationships fraught with conflict and romance.
Devastation.
Such a mood
My headcanon for what Rolan means when he talks about sharing the Tower’s knowledge is that he funds the publication of free and cheap copies of the books within, and writes his own magical textbooks. I think he’d prefer that over being a teacher because honestly I do not think he has the patience or the people skills. The odd lecture, perhaps, aimed at a more high-level wizarding audience with a lot of argument and discussion - but mostly, I see him as wanting to be shut up in the tower doing his own thing, and then being able to share those results with as many people as possible.
After having a terrible experience with a one-on-one mentor - and knowing that’s how much of magic teaching is structured - I think he’d like to disseminate ways for people to learn for themselves and lessen their dependence on any individual master or teacher. And he loves books and scrolls, so I think he’d see expanding their availability as vital.
… and finally, he’s still got a bit of ego so he’ll take great pride in the shelf of books with his name on, and in the long list of cities that mages have written from, requesting copies of his work.
(this is heavily based off me thinking of him as not a hedge wizard who adapted spells based on a lack of resources and the uniqueness a tiefling brings to casting:)
I like to imagine him in a funding/patron position. I could see him feeling really proud of finding the perfect small school to invest in, or a library/winery, the next brilliant researcher. I love OP's last paragraph, especially. He would definitely get a rush seeing "new research from Wizard Gildencuff, funded by Rolan's Rites and Researching" and focus entirely on the Rolan part of that.
Basically a fairy godparent who throws down funding and basks in the output.
Ooooh yes I do like the idea of him funding research ventures too, especially if Sorcerous Sundries becomes even more successful in future! I think Rolan’s particularly interested in research and high level magic, given his unique spells and excitement over the Tower’s vast library, and he’d love to feel like he was funding the finest, cutting-edge magical research.
I looked up the most well known wizards in DnD and they were almost all humans and liches (so, arms). I like to think Rolan (and Arabella, depending on what a person headcanons for her magic) might uncover new ways to cast using arms and a tail
My headcanon for what Rolan means when he talks about sharing the Tower’s knowledge is that he funds the publication of free and cheap copies of the books within, and writes his own magical textbooks. I think he’d prefer that over being a teacher because honestly I do not think he has the patience or the people skills. The odd lecture, perhaps, aimed at a more high-level wizarding audience with a lot of argument and discussion - but mostly, I see him as wanting to be shut up in the tower doing his own thing, and then being able to share those results with as many people as possible.
After having a terrible experience with a one-on-one mentor - and knowing that’s how much of magic teaching is structured - I think he’d like to disseminate ways for people to learn for themselves and lessen their dependence on any individual master or teacher. And he loves books and scrolls, so I think he’d see expanding their availability as vital.
… and finally, he’s still got a bit of ego so he’ll take great pride in the shelf of books with his name on, and in the long list of cities that mages have written from, requesting copies of his work.
(this is heavily based off me thinking of him as not a hedge wizard who adapted spells based on a lack of resources and the uniqueness a tiefling brings to casting:)
I like to imagine him in a funding/patron position. I could see him feeling really proud of finding the perfect small school to invest in, or a library/winery, the next brilliant researcher. I love OP's last paragraph, especially. He would definitely get a rush seeing "new research from Wizard Gildencuff, funded by Rolan's Rites and Researching" and focus entirely on the Rolan part of that.
Basically a fairy godparent who throws down funding and basks in the output.
@faerunsbest and I talked about this at length!
Basically that Rolan really does commit to spreading knowledge.
And as an orphan probably had a hard time getting spell books and scrolls. Not to mention how hard it must have been initially for him to become literate in the Common language and then arcane runes?
We think Rolan would write books that are very easy to digest at an entry level. He's also surprisingly good with kids. He'd probably be the first to write books for kids to learn. Imagine books for sorcerer children to help them control their powers? The mortality rate of sorcerers might decrease bc of him!
Also a fun thing we thought: he does love a good bit of showmanship and does like to make magic shows for his siblings.
He'd probably be really good at writing children's books. Like a magical pop-up book.
Now I'm imagining him as like a touring wizard, doing magical presentations, basking in the applause and then afterwards being like, "don't touch me".
My headcanon for what Rolan means when he talks about sharing the Tower’s knowledge is that he funds the publication of free and cheap copies of the books within, and writes his own magical textbooks. I think he’d prefer that over being a teacher because honestly I do not think he has the patience or the people skills. The odd lecture, perhaps, aimed at a more high-level wizarding audience with a lot of argument and discussion - but mostly, I see him as wanting to be shut up in the tower doing his own thing, and then being able to share those results with as many people as possible.
After having a terrible experience with a one-on-one mentor - and knowing that’s how much of magic teaching is structured - I think he’d like to disseminate ways for people to learn for themselves and lessen their dependence on any individual master or teacher. And he loves books and scrolls, so I think he’d see expanding their availability as vital.
… and finally, he’s still got a bit of ego so he’ll take great pride in the shelf of books with his name on, and in the long list of cities that mages have written from, requesting copies of his work.
(this is heavily based off me thinking of him as not a hedge wizard who adapted spells based on a lack of resources and the uniqueness a tiefling brings to casting:)
I like to imagine him in a funding/patron position. I could see him feeling really proud of finding the perfect small school to invest in, or a library/winery, the next brilliant researcher. I love OP's last paragraph, especially. He would definitely get a rush seeing "new research from Wizard Gildencuff, funded by Rolan's Rites and Researching" and focus entirely on the Rolan part of that.
Basically a fairy godparent who throws down funding and basks in the output.
god grant me the strength to write my weird porn, the serenity to write my weird porn and the wisdom to write my weird porn
god grant me the strength to write my weird porn, the serenity to write my weird porn and the wisdom to write my weird porn
Not sure about anyone else but I re-read all my favourite AO3 comments when I’ve had a rough day so if you’ve ever taken the time to write a deep, funny, or just kind comment, thank-you.
I save all of mine and revisit them often :) even people who don't comment anymore or people who comment once! I like long ones, I like short ones, and I'm hoping to make a collage out of all the ones that are just ♥️ or 💦 or any other icon, they make me laugh. I appreciate it so much
The Dragon Age/Baldur's Gate noir crossover drabble that no one asked for
A day didn't hold enough hours to solve every crime in Baldur's Gate. If you wanted someone dead, there were a couple of rules to not getting caught. Pick a forgettable victim. Keep your head down. Keep your mouth shut. Hell, try waiting a week. A Bhaalist might handle it for you.
Whoever did these murders hadn't followed the rules. They'd gone after the parliament's physician, a magistrate, and a prominent Vint sorcerer. Worse, they'd taken his kid. Murders were a dime a dozen here, but a kidnapping?
Well. Kidnappings felt personal.
Six murders. Six bodies. No leads, other than how they'd all died: drained of blood like a drunk's last bottle, through two stab wounds in their neck. Each murder decades apart. The perp had to be ancient.
The door squealed like a nug stuck in a bush, and in walked Trouble on two legs as long as the Chionthar and half a bendy. Hair tucked under a purple scarf. Behind the smoked glasses, eyes red as blood, but less runny.
Bianca readied her bolt. The dwarf at the desk held up his hand in a calm down. He knew what she was thinking. The beauty. The tusks. Clearly, Trouble was one of those mermaids from the coast, taken to land. A walrus.
Trouble leaned on his desk, the scarf falling back to reveal piles of silvered hair, and said through pouted lips, "Heard you were investigating some old cases. I want you to take mine."
"Who's the victim?"
"Ah, well, you see, that would be me."
"You?"
"Yes. I seem to have come down with a little case of death. An hour ago I awoke in a dingy little clinic with my pockets empty and my heart stilled. The only thing I remember is walking home, near the docks, when I was cornered by some lowlifes and… well. It's easier to show you."
The investigator glanced at Bianca. She said nothing.
"Hello? Why are you looking at your crossbow like that?" Trouble pulled aside the scarf, revealing two puncture scars in his neck. "Look, I didn't have these before I was beaten to death and I'm not beaten now and I certainly don't think that clinic had the facilities to fix me up. It's not adding up."
About the only part of Trouble's story that did was the lowlifes by the docks. The Zhents and the Crows were running a little joint operation down there in mage transportation, but they kept their noses clean and paid off the Templars and everyone agreed to look the other way. What had a danne like this been doing at the docks?
Trouble said, "I think a vampire got me."
A vampire? thought the investigator. Never heard of it, but if something was going around making seafood out of people, he had to stop it. Besides, this was his first lead in a decade.
"I'll take the case," he said. "Varric. This is Bianca."
Trouble rolled his eyes and said, "Astarion."
Varric opened his notepad. "Tell me more about the clinic you woke up in."
...to be continued..?
She's just a single mother supporting her little girl 😇
Trick or Treat! for BG3VillainHalloweek
Realised that I never posted these portrait studies back when I finished them in June.
!!!!!
"Now, you just listen to me, petal..."
After a conversation between @acrowsrockcollection, @theycallmeratt and me, we decided that Rolan should ruin his life by becoming a fey warlock to Ethel
@acrowsrockcollection wrote this delightful fic and I drew this
Happy Halloween!
Yesssss it's such an evil dynamic I love it
