Four   other   major   cities   make   up   thane’s   kingdom   which   was   acquired 

tag dump ( 4 / ??? )

she  insists——he  refuses.  it's  push  and  pull.  the  tug  of  the  waves  and  the  moon  'pon  each  other  where  neither  truly  wins.  for  a  moment,  he  thinks  of  his  past  ...  when  brandishing  his  spear  would  pave  the  way.  when  filling  these  roots  with  scarlet  would  make  his  will  absolute.  a  time  when  he  did  not  value  life  nor  know  their  pain.  now,  however,  he  does.  his  curse  subjects  him  to  a  sense  of  empathy  deeper  than  mere  sensation  &.  it  pains  him.  a  nagging  pain  only  kept  at  bay  with  his  strength  of  mind.

he  remains  obstinate  as  arms  fold  behind  his  back.  their  gaze  sweeps  these  woods,  drinking  in  the  absurdity  likely  thick  within  them.  it  remains  him  of  inodal——his  home.  a  strange  place  full  of  secrets  and  the  unknown.  maybe  a  trip  back,  after  this,  would  soothe  the  sickness  in  his  heart.  one  can  only  hope.

"i  answer  your  question,  yet  you  spurn  mine.  you  wound  me  deeply,  you  know?"  he  clicks  his  tongue.  "i  have  wandered  farther  than  you  can  imagine——far  from  a  realm  beyond  this  place.  i  am  far  from  a  human.  it's  an  insult  to  them  to  compare  them  to  my  ilk.  what's  the  word  of  this  land  ...  i'm  a  godling.  son  of  the  beast  who  stalks  the  higher  realms  to  bathe  their  eminence  in  blood."  the  hunt,  the  beast:  Upione.  "not  that  i  expect  them  to  be  known  here  ...  peer  deeper,  seerer.  surely  there's  an  answer  that  will  satisfy  you  among  the  stars." 

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTRUST NONE, GIRL.

Like something predacious, does he stalk the area, as if looking for OPPORTUNITY ; she would not offer him such. Perched 'pon high, owlish eyes narrow. She could not discern intent, without further prodding ; but she must be cautious — tread with care.

Each and every signal in his body, the changing pitch of his voice ... all of it, a tell. He does not seem to be an aggressive sort, beyond surface expression ; but it was the calm, that held the most wicked of hearts.

❝ ... My vision is not business of yours, outsider. Are you not far from home ? Far from human settlements ? Do you not know, into which you have wandered ? ❞

The DREADWOOD, was no place for man - let alone a man, who dresses unlike all she's ever seen. Perhaps, his continent is across the GREAT SEA, where even she was left in the dark, in regards to their comings and goings.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ It is not too late, to turn back. ❞

thane's love language is helping him maintain his dreads. thanks.

❛   hey   !   i   make   an   honest   living——   it's   not   stealing   if   you're   stealing   it   from   people   it   didn't   belong   to   begin   with.   ❜   it   makes   for   a   fun   challenge,   too.   a   bit   of   rolling   in   the   mud   before   appreciating   what   glitters   beyond   it.   (   although   no   small   part   of   him   prefers   the   hunt   over   acquisition.   )   it's   a   game——   a   challenge   worth   puzzling   over.   by   now,   well,   he'll   be   able   to   give   the   staffordshire   hoard   a   run   for   its   money   &.   half   that   treasure   wasn't   even   magical.   silver   and   gold   is   nice,   sure,   but   enchanted   silvers   and   gold?   no   contest.   ❛   help   yourself.   it   won't   be   missed,   and   that   one   you've   been   eyeing   suits   you.   although,   anything   here   would.   'sides,   i   ain't   falling   for   those   sticky   fingers   again.   ❜

“  woah,  look  at  all  this  stuff!  ”  he's  got  all  kinds  of  things-  things  she's  never  seen  before,  things  she  wouldn't  consider  stealing.  she  doesn't  know  where  to  look  first,  or  what  to  grab  first,  take  for  her  own  collection.  the  glint  of  a  gold  necklace  catches  her  eye,  and  she  crouches  down  to  get  a  better  look.  “  how  did  you  find  all  of  this?  do  you  steal  it  from  people,  or  do  you  buy  it?  ”  if  it's  the  latter,  he  must  be  rich. / @amcssing ( ♡'d , for brad)

sweeping   sângeros   with   a   single   look,   smile   never   wavers,   even   standing   before   the   counter.   senses   catch   a   whiff——   faint   lingering   attachment——   equal   parts   magic.   neat,   worth   mulling   over   for   the   challenge   of   it   (   but   far   less   important   to   him   than   this. )   he   slips   a   ring   off   gloved   finger,   a   silver   band   etched   with   symbols,   the   faintest   glow   lingering   in   engravings   like   dimming   lights.   dim,   weak,   dying.

❛   ciao, bella   !   lookin'   for   a   ring   like   this   one.   brighter   though.   uh,   hot   to   the   touch.   whispers   a   bit   when   you   wear   it.   ❜   sometimes   secrets,   sometimes   lies   about   the   stock   market.   really   depends   on   the   day.   ❛   figured   it   could've   ended   up   in   a   place   like   this.   pawned   off,   probably.   seen   anything   like   that,   love?   ❜ 

@amcssing | starter call

𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 actual magic to walk through the front door. It's a lucky thing she's seldom caught unawares by it, given her own magical ability. Even if she didn't have that though, she can smell it on this one. Light- repressed, maybe?- but real.

"Welcome to Sângeros," she hums, perking up slightly from her position at the counter. Her long nails tap a quick beat against the back of her phone case, and then she casts a quick look around- a couple of vanilla wicca girls, more aesthetic than dedication, Nico in the stacks... nothing to worry about.

"What can I help ya find?"

Oh hyenas & their catnip 🙂‍↔️

BALDURS GATE 3 PARTY BANTER PROMPTS LIST.

all of the following prompts are taken from party banter between the companions in larian studios' baldurs gate 3 (2023). there should be no spoilers! also, a disproportionate amount of these are from astarion and karlach. i'm not sorry.

I am enjoying our walks together, aren't you, [ name ]?

You'll be as depraved as the rest of us in no time.

Friend of yours?

Were you always so sneaky?

If there's hope for me there's hope for anyone.

How are we not there yet? My feet are killing me.

This is what I get for trying to strike up conversation.

We're not going to have trouble, are we?

If we continue this way, we may get too close for comfort.

Don't get too comfortable. We shouldn't overstay our welcome in such a place.

Do you have pet names for each other yet?

[ name ]! Was that a joke?

You know what - that is not the easiest of questions for me to answer.

Given your own nature, are you really the one to judge?

You can read?!

I'm surprised - I expected you to turn your back once you got what you wanted.

I wouldn't know a flirtation if you whacked me alongside the head with it.

Why stay somewhere safe and comfortable when we could be in mortal peril?

Can't say I love what they've done with the place.

I'm learning to enjoy the taste of chaos. Count me in.

At least you didn't tell me to 'be myself'.

You have so much to learn. Repeat after me: honey muffin, sweetie pie, sugarplum.

Nice to be in a crowd of normal people for once.

So [ name ], how is your sad, hopeless pining going?

You seemed a million miles away just then.

I fear I've been rather hasty to judge you, [ name ].

Ready to enter the belly of the beast?

Step one of starting a conversation: think before you speak.

I hear your relationship has taken on a new aspect recently…

All right, just keep it down. We're conspicuous enough without your hyena call.

Not one for roughing it, I see.

Why not have a little fun?

You're right, of course. Forgive me.

My money's on you, [ name ].

The echoes - listen! They're coming from three directions!

Want me to carry you?

Feeling at home?

Treat them right, or you'll have me to answer to.

Oh, darling, would you?

No doubt they found me too intimidating.

A girl could get used to this.

Now I don't know what to believe.

Well - yes, it was a joke.

I know that, too. It just wasn't funny.

And here I thought I rubbed you the wrong way.

Man, it's good to be home. First round on who?

Oh, I wouldn't actually leave. After all, where would you be without me?

You've quite the knack for finding the bright side of things, haven't you?

Well what would impress you, then?

Let's just stop this conversation right here, shall we?

Must've been an awful day for the people who lived here

You've clearly thought this through a great deal. I'm impressed and appalled in equal measure.

Sure, but think of the stories you'll be able to tell.

I never was scared of the shadows.

I know you're not really as heartless as all that.

I judged you wrongly. I'm sorry.

Are you charging for this sage advice, or is sticking your nose into my business just a hobby?

Pragmatism, thy name is [ name ].

That's ironic, coming from you.

We're either very clever or very lucky.

You do not need luck to survive, [ name ]. Not when you have me.

That will make getting word to my mother rather tricky.

Stop gawking at the decor. This place is dangerous.

I can't tell if you're joking.

So, what's it like caring for someone other than yourself, [ name ]?

You think I'm beautiful?

I feel it too. Here if you need a pick-me-up.

Yet another thing we have in common. We're two peas in a pod.

Is it so unbelievable that they would simply like me?

Use your words.

You gonna catch me if I eat a brick?

[ name ], I've heard you talking in your sleep.

Let's never speak of this again.

You can take a day off once in a while, [ name ]

Hey! Something bit me.

Cheer up. It might be all downhill from here.

I love a nice secret hideaway, don't you?

Think the bar is open?

Papers in the wind. Hotaru, Good Samaritan despite the way he speaks of people: bends to help gather the materials which seemed to spill from the professor(?)’s hands. Sometimes a rabbit doesn’t know it’s crossed a lion and wanders in its den regardless. “… bad weather. Ah, here you go.”

a single second. lots can change in one   —   an arrow might strike true, or an encounter might occur. in a single second, his attention drifted. golden irises, deep and rich like pools of ichor, glance towards the sky. it's getting later, the purplish orange hue edging the far reaches of the sky warns him. still, the sun hangs up above with unchallenged bravado. it does not shy away from the shadows; it does not fear sinking beyond the skyline   —   it knows it will rise. it will always rise; its destined to shine, so let it do as it was destined. and in a single second, he's jealous of its certainty   —   of such a simple fate.

papers slipped from his fingers, plucked by thieving winds, howling and cackling as they went. a soft curse, a dead word, in a foreign land   —   slips from his lips. at the very least, none of them went far. explaining how he lost more than half of the documents pertaining to the school wouldn't have been a pleasant conversation. not that thane worries about such things. it's almost time for him to find another place, as things would have it. to see what the next school might offer   —   he's sure his colleagues are appalled by how often he comes and goes. their job security is why they stay. however, it's the security he does not want.

the thin metal clips in his dreads clink gently as he kneels carefully, none too eager to exacerbate old wounds. everything he does is stiff   —   a plain attempt at coddling discomfort. and suddenly, he's not alone, not that they crept 'pon him unseen. it's just more papers returned to his hands than he gathered himself. some of the glow in his gaze darkens if only for a moment; it's never truly gone   —   the lambent within.

❛  & —— and just like that, you're my favorite student.  ❜   lips curve into a mannerly smile.   ❛  even if we've never met before.  ❜   he straightens up, smoothing out each document, a practiced gesture.   ❛  thank you.  ❜

unprompted,

thane’s   hair   is   grey   but   it   wasn’t   always   that   color;   it’d   started   to   change   once   he’d   received   his   curse.   it   used   to   simply   be   black,   messy   and   rather   unkempt   before   they’d   started   to   mellow   out.   it’s   never   really   bothered   him,   not   that   it   would   have,   he   thinks   it   makes   him   look   a   wiser   beyond   his   years   which   isn’t   something   that   would   hurt   his   reputation.   a   few   dark   strands   of   his   original   hair   still   linger   but   most   are   tangled   within   the   presence   of   grey.

during   his   reign,   he   only   married   once   but   had   many   different   consorts   with   the   intentions   of   producing   an   heir   to   the   throne.   his   interest   in   performing   the   act   wasn’t   high   but   they’d   do   so   out   of   duty.   thane   treated   them   well,   as   equals,   with   the   privileges   a   queen   would   have.   granting   them   luxuries   as   if   they’d   been   crowned   themselves   despite   not   being   married   to   them.   some   of   his   lovers   had   greater   chemistry   with   him   than   others   which   meant   his   favorites   might’ve   been   apparent   from   time   to   time.   thane’s   interest   in   his   children's   lives   was   bare   minimum   until   they   were   old   enough   to   involve   themselves   in   politics   or   things   pertaining   to   the   kingdom.

his   gift   curse   numbs   away   pain   and   hostility,   those   lacking   food   would   not   suffer   nor   those   that   happened   to   succumb   from   a   disease.   in   a   sense,   as   a   king,   he   was   with   everyone   when   they   suffered   hardships   whether   they   were   aware   of   the   fact   or   otherwise.   however,   the   feelings   his   people   could   experience   ended   up   being   rather   limited   because   of   him   leaving   them   in   rather   dull   states   when   not   experience   happiness   or   excitement.   aware   of   this   fact,   they’d   make   sure   to   interact   with   them   in   the   form   of   parties   or   gatherings   which   would   happen   more   often   than   not   during   the   week.   something   to   make   sure   everyone   was   fed   or   taken   care   of   in   some   regard.

the   whole   reason   he   was   given   the   ability   to   numb   and   withhold   the   pain   of   others   was   to   change   him   from   being   a   savage.   fighting,   in   all   forms,   had   seemed   to   be   his   only   interest   from   birth   with   rather   lethal   results.   under   the   burden   of   those   around   him,   feeling   the   same   pain   he’d   sought   to   inflict   on   someone   in   some   form   changed   him   from   a   fighter   to   a   pacifist   since   killing   someone   would   be   akin   to   killing   himself.   thane   prefers   to   talk   things   out   and   avoid   conflicts.

inodal   is   a   kingdom   that   is   bordered   by   a   vast   sea,   finding   its   trade   in   fishing   and   other   seas   based   opportunities.   he   loves   the   ocean   and   tends   to   visit   places   that   are   bordered   by   water.   it   reminds   him   of   home,   allowing   him   a   chance   to   feel   connected   to   it.   oddly   enough   though,   thane   can’t   swim   to   save   his   life   and   almost   drowned   when   lost   at   sea   during   a   brief   skirmish. 

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