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I kill you

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If the twink doesn't work out, go for the bear! 🐻👀💦

i think i made a pretty decent Tally in bg3! now to get him to romance the other elf twink

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Just a nibble? I'll allow it.

As a treat.

I just wanna nibble on him- only a little-

Taliesin is the glorious creation of @dynamite124

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My son!! He's so adorable! I love this!

A lil baby man that I wanna squish-

“It’s dangerous to go alone, take this with you”

@dynamite124 your child

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I just encountered Taliesin for the first time in game and I kinda want to whack him repeatedly with a newspaper (affectionate)

Aim for the ears! He'll throw a fit if you his head and get a hair out of place!

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Thank you for making Tally!!! The elder scrolls franchise has been a special interest of mine since the first day I found it and as soon as I discovered the sassy elf man he immediately became a fixation that has lasted many months now… he’s a wonderful character you and Pat did amazing!!!

(No need to respond to this as an ask unless you want to I just didn’t feel comfortable messaging haha)

Aww thank you so much! <3 I appreciate the support for our work on this sassy mer! I hope you enjoy what plans we have for his update!

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Wouldn't be the first time his mouth has gotten him in trouble! You think he'd learn by now. XD

so I’ve been playing with Tally lately

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I'm so glad you got your skyrim to work again! :D

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👀💞 it's beautiful~

My laptop got delivered an entire week early?????

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Pictures?

My laptop got delivered an entire week early?????

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Taliesin! Stop staring, it's rude!

And Nayir returns the stare! Why my followers be starin' all the time?

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I miss breathing through my nose. I was a big fan of breathing through my nose.

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Try as she might, but even with the cast of BG3, Haruka will NEVER live down THAT incident. XD

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lucy's dad is so fucking funny in the finale "you wouldn't shoot me would you??" brother I once launched a fatman at my son and fucked the guy who shot me in the head. welcome to fallout.

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Pure bunny energy!

Evalien: *steps into the arcanum and walks to the check in desk* Urag yes?

Urag: *glances up from his paperwork, eyeing up the woman before him dressed in armour of dwemer metal and dragon scales, her face hidden behind a mechanised dragon priest mask* Yes? How can I help you Maam?

Evalien: I need any books on elder scrolls. And- *looks over to the side of the room spotting a door she’d never seen in the game, but very present before her in reality* I’m looking for a dunmer. Around 80 years old, comes up to my chest in height, his names Wyrm?

Urag: … *slowly stands up, visibly tensing and holding a stance most orcs would display before flying into a berserker like blind rage* Whose asking?

Evalien: the last dragonborn. And if that doesn’t interest you- *opens her mask showing her face* would the last dwemer at least be allowed an audience with him?

Urag: *breath catching* … I-I’ll go fetch him. I- mr wrench, can you get our guests some tea?

Mr wrench: *peeps up from behind the desk and scurry’s off returning with a teapot and cups*

*several minutes later*

Urag: I apologise he does this when he’s excited he can’t help it- if he doesn’t get it out he’ll catch fire. Literally.

Evalien: it’s okay I stim too when I’m overwhelmed. He’ll run out of steam eventually.

Wyrm: *zooming around the arcanum grabbing book after book on the dwemer while rambling about his research and asking thousands of questions without a pause for breath, Occasionally jumping and landing into a pile of cushions as he lets out all his excitement before running back to her, then to Urag, then resuming his explosion of energy*

Taliesin: he’s like a bunny binkying.

Marigold: he really is isn’t he.

Kaidan: he’s gonna trip over his own hair if he’s not careful.

Caryalind: flynt seems to be taking care of that-

Flynt: *listening intently and moving cushions about the space predicting where he’ll jump next* Mm.

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Whumpril day 21 to 25

More whump drabbles with Skyrim Custom-voiced followers ! :D

21 . « Just hold on. »

It was pouring rain, as if they weren't already wet enough. Wading with difficulty by the light of torches in the Drajkmyr Marsh, the party tried to outrun the hostile fauna who lived here. Night had fallen and there was no suitable surface on which to set up camp, so they were doomed to always move further.

Caryalind's teeth chattered loudly, and his torch flickered, so cold he felt. His thoughts even seemed to freeze in place and his feet moved forward on pure instinct. Taliesin placed his hand on the prince's shoulder.

“Just hold on, your Highness.” (100)

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22 . Stoicism break

Xelzaz sat alone, hunched over. His body screamed in protest as bruises bloomed across his scales, bones grinding together from fall he suffered a few hours ago. Pride prevented him from showing the extent of his pain, even amongst closest comrades. But each movement, each breathe hurt. Struggling not to betray his agony despite ingesting a numbing potion, Xelzaz maintained a calm demeanor all day. Now, safe within his tent, his defenses lowered and his stoicism dissolved. Sobs rose in his throat. He kept them completely silent, except for sharp inhalations that tore through his chest, the pained moans of which he quickly stifled. (104)

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23 . Presumed dead

Several had fallen down the mountain, but Lydia had not been found. She did not respond to calls and despite searches, her body was not found. They stayed several days looking for her and waiting for her, but she never came. Xelzaz ended up expressing what everyone was thinking and fearing. "She is probably dead. May she have gone to Sovngarde."

A silence dotted with sad sighs answered him. The mountain was cruel and its frozen slopes dangerous. After a final farewell carried by the wind, and some montain flowers thrown in the abyss, they ended up continuing on their way. (101)

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24 . No Time to Rest

The exploration of this ruin had been trying and it was with a certain joy that they had come out with the prospect of a well-deserved rest to heal their wounds. But they didn't have time for that. Sensing their weakness, a pack of wolves pounced on them, lips curled. Exhausted, weapons fell heavy in their hands. Kaidan groaned every time he swung his sword. Auri struggled to catch her breath after each shot. Inigo's reflexes were no longer as good. Lucien stayed behind to try to heal his comrades with the little Magicka he had left. Rest had to wait. (104)

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25 . « Brace yourself. »

“We have no choice, we have to cross.”

Taliesin looked at the Dragonborn in horror, shaking his head. The river was in flood, the bridge could no longer be seen. He wouldn't go any further.

"Without me."

Kaidan sneered. "Brace yourself.", he just had time to say before suddenly grabbing the terrified Mer and throwing him over his shoulder. Without waiting, he entered the river, firmly holding Taliesin who suddenly stopped struggling as soon as the water soaked his robes. With gritted teeth, soaked and terrified, shaking uncontrollably, he clung helplessly to Kaidan, forced to trust in his abilities. (99)

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You are safe. The winds of fate blow you to the warmest of hearths in the most cordial of inns. The touch of the sun comforts your flesh, but never burns it.