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I think it’s time we blow this scene
get everybody and the stuff together,
okay, 3, 2, 1, let’s jam
Day 3: Favourite PC | Spellcasting / Martial
My favourite PC is Thavius! I’ve really loved the way Kyle plays him ever since Arc 1, and it only got better in Arc 7 and Soulcoinclusion. Thavius has such a gentleness to him that I don’t think you’d expect from a character like that. And of course his build is super cool, it inspired me to play my own soulknife rogue in my current campaign!
I tried to include elements from both Thavius’ character and events throughout the UC canon like Evelynn’s embroidery and Lathe’s coin and constellations.
“you’ve got six names and two pronoun sets in your bio, how should people refer to you?” easy. every time you want to talk to or about me you roll 1d6 for name and flip a coin for pronoun set. if you’ve got an INT stat of 15 or lower you also have to roll to see whether you survive my eldritch blast, but that’s mostly unrelated
(via wall-e-gorl)
Day 2: Favourite Oneshot | Sunlight / Moonlight
I didn’t have much time today so I opted for a couple of short vignettes that have a kind of removed look at the events of the arc. Hope you enjoy!
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There are a lot of stories about the feywild. One of the more outlandish ones is that a young boy who couldn’t die got his wish and became the sun.
Every morning he follows the first sun across the sky, casting brilliant golden rays across the wild and weird land we call the feywild. The dual lights of the two suns create rippling sunrises and cascading sunsets that benefit all the creatures of the feywild. Even in the darkest, densest forests can you feel the soft, humming warmth of a stray glimmer of sunshine.
They say he did this by collecting the pieces of the sun and putting them back together again. A sun that was twice stolen, and twice returned for power over the future. That is why, of all the stories that come from the feywild, this one is the wildest. There is too much precision to such a narrative. Too much perfect eloquence. The boy without a future, granted the very power he could never have. It sounds like a fairytale. Then again, that doesn’t make it any less true.
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Moonlight shines weakly through a haze of clouds. Not that there is anyone to witness it. This is the Upnorth, a cruel wasteland of ice and cold. Here, the only sounds are howling winds raging across frigid tundra. Here, the only plants are those too stubborn to die. Here, the only people are those who’ve lost their way. And they won’t be here for long.
The silver light only manages to emphasize the vast, open space between mountain ranges, themselves sharp jutting eruptions of frozen earth and solid stone. Snowbanks whipped into frenzies by the wind merge with the horizon, casting doubt on any traveler as to where they might be headed. There’s a reason this place is uninhabited.
It’s a beautiful kind of danger. Under the right conditions one might call this landscape stunning, the way light dances across snowflakes, bathing the mountains in a scattered tangerine light. When the wind dies just enough to see straight and the cold subsides for barely a moment, that’s when it’s easy to see how you could take this place for granted.
This cold is a powerful thing. Too bad it isn’t natural.
I rolled a 10 on the Roll for AU table and got social media! I made an instagram page for Queen Luminessa! Its my first time making something like this and I think it turned out really good! I ended up making Lumi a bit of a travel influencer, and of course she has to highlight Tippy any time she can!
When confronted with an actually reasonable plan:
You can’t take either of them anywhere.
shoutout to everyone dealing with. thhe fucking difficulty
the fact that all of my mutuals immediately reblogged this from me really says something about all of us, doesn’t it
(via flannelandsarcasm)
ugh I’m struggling to figure out if I’m starting my wip at the right point in the story
writers of tumblr: how do you feel about an intro chapter that sets the scene for a character’s normal life?