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So... that funny little spots/movements I was seeing this morning. Pre-lude to a migraine. its not as bad right now, but my head still kind of throbs and feels too big for my skull, so i might not get anything done today.

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Okay, besides my weird spotty whtie vision right now >< I'm going to see if I can do some replies, also need to edit karlach's headcanon because I forgot to mention she got sharper fangs and a dragon-like tongue from the change as well XD go me.

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Gael: Enchanted with anti-inflammatory properties 👍✨

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Furiously reads "Habits of Patriars"

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What better use of the Enlarge spell is there than to HUG ALL YOUR FRIENDS??? I wanted to squeeze in a last minute print for Hal-con and was torn between a beefy pinup of Karlach or a group pic, then I realised I could do both ahaha. The print version won't include my Tav tho, this one's just for me. I love all these goobers so much.

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I’ve got the BG3 gang goes to a gala quest tadpole wriggling around in my head

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astarion is cheating

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Damn tablet or pen, or both, was hella damn glitchy so I quit this picture. But I'm working on a round about (I need to finish Vi's, and do Aylin too) so that its better understood what traits my Karlach has that is different from the game.

Yes perportions are terrible, things are NOT aligned, things don't make sense.

Like I said, my pen was pissing me off so much I said fuck it, and gave up. I think I need to restart my computer and everything, but it might wait til later tonight or tomorrw.

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Karlach chuckled as she waved her hand up and down. "well, at least your standing okay, not dizzy or anything, Soldier?" Karlach questioned as she kept space but had a friendly disposition. Astarion, huh, a unique name, sounded kind of royal if she thought about it. "Karlach," Her eyes widened a little in surprise at the bow and charming behavior, and stood there unable to figure out how to response. "You must be from a city or something, never had someone bow to me," But before she could speak more suddenly her brain swarmed.

Her hand reached up and grabbed the side of her head and the other dropped down to her knees and her hand caught herself from hitting the ground fully. Memories flashed, tons of information in less than seconds. She shook her head, and let out a dragon-like roar of aggravation, trying to shove the pain away. Her brain pulsed, as the parasite inside twisted and reacted to the connection. It felt pleased, like minds, as she panted heavily as memories were exchanged.

"How the hell am I supposed to know!" Karlach snapped back in turn as if she had an answer for it. "Somehow, our minds are linked. Got a little squirmy passenger too?" Karlach panted as she shook her head, as the pounding started to fade and her companion calmed in her head. Slowly she pushed herself back up to her feet, standing up fully as she huffed. "It happened briefly, once, while I was on the Nataloid with someone else. It's like the tadpoles make some kind of, mind meld with others who have it too. It's weird,"

Astarion had to resist giving the Tiefling an annoyed look. He wasn't being that loud, he knew how to pitch his voice to only carry as far as he wanted to. But, he had to remember his plan. Well as much of one as he had. Which boiled down to getting the Tiefling on his side as a protector.

"Ah, apologies. I'm fairly sure I took at least one blow to the head during all that." He replied as if embarrassed and reached up to rub at his head, which did hurt a bit now that he was thinking of it. He put the discomfort from just mind, just as he had so often in the past.

"My name's Astarion, and you are?" He asked with a bit of a bow and a smiled that had charmed more than a few people into following him to their doom. While his goal was different he was hopeful that it would have the same effect on her.

He was just about to say more when he felt a piercing pain in his head. He cried out as images flashed through his mind. What he thought was Avernus, some sort of vast battle, and the Tiefling before him in the very center of it. The vision and pain passed as quickly as it had come, leaving him gripping his head and shaking a bit.

"What in the hells was that!" He cried, just barely keeping his voice down. He looked to the woman to see if she had experienced the same thing while trying to make sense of it. The tadpoles perhaps? It would make sense if she had one too. Gods damn it all! What the fuck was going on?

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Karlach allowed her sharp claws to drag into the dirt, feeling it against her fingers. It was such a coarse yet soft feeling all at once, something she wanted to remember. Too long, too long since she had been on the surface and she drank in every detail she could. A part of her wanted to grab some flowers, to smell them, but they would turn to ash in her hands. It was a bittersweet though, to be so close and yet so far. But the wood could handle fire, so certain spots had already started to darken around her fingers as she flicked the blade over it.

"Hey, even the smaller person can intimidate! Have you seen some of the gnomes around? Some of them are scary as hell. And Cats! Oh, they are good at it," Karlach grinned at Faye, trying to forget about her desire to touch, to hold, to be close. It didn't matter if it was a romantic pull or just platonic attention; she missed touch. She was tired of the tearing and claws, ripping and shredding. Her heart yearned for tender soft and loving. A little breath left her lips as she flicked the blade several more times over the wood a little too fast and hissed slightly when it cut against her finger. The droplets of black sticky blood slipped from her hand as she shook it slightly. "Bah, never been good at whittling," she mused as she set it down and rested her arms up against her knees.

"Oh no! But hey, give the little ones a winning chance," Karlach mused playfully and then paused for a moment. She glanced down at the scars, the most noticeable ones of the hellfire that burned over her shoulders and her back. Claw marks on her abdomen, cuts and gasps over both arms, not to mention all the ones over her back that she couldn't even name now. "I don't... know," Karlach quieted for a moment, not even remembering what half of the scars on her body came from. Most fights in the hells, that's what they were primarily about, none of them carried happy memories.

"Ah, don't worry about it, red," Karlach grinned, pushing the troubling thoughts that she couldn't even remember any childhood stories of scars she might have had... all she had was the forty years in the hells, which was equivalent of ten years on this material plane. "My scars aren't anything special, they're just scars. I wanna know more about you," She had a content grin as if she was just a bystander in the most amazing story of her life. She lowered one arm behind her, keeping the other propped on her knee. "Do you have family and friends? maybe a lover waiting for you at home?"

Karlach's laugh sounded genuine and encouraged her to laugh even more. It felt good to lower her guard and enjoy sharing a somewhat embarrassing moment of her life with someone else. As a ranger, she spent a good bit of her time on her own — well she had Bayn but a Direwolf didn't always have the same humor. And he was the more cautious and stern one of the pair. The fiery Tiefling was a welcomed change. But Karlach also had an enchanting air around her that initially drew Faye in. It was difficult for her to imagine anyone wanting to kill her but she couldn't blame Wyll after learning he'd been lied to. It was just a relief everyone kept a level head long enough to reveal the truth.

"I have no doubt your intimidation techniques are superior but I think people would still look down and see me no scarier than a puffed up hissin' kitten," she giggled. Faye saw the way Karlach went to reach out but pulled back. She had forgotten about her dangerous condition and felt a bit of the glee ebb away. Most never thought about how often friends made physical contact with simple nudges or touches until it became impossible.

How long had Karlach been denied of something so simple? The thought sent a pang of pain through her heart but she chose not to acknowledge it. Both were aware and there was no need to damper the mood further.

"You're tellin' me. Bayn never found that story amusin'. He always claimed it was foolish to taunt the enemy without bein' prepared for retaliation. But I don't think wolves really have the same sense of humor," she shrugged, eyes looking at the piece of wood Karlach was whittling, curious as to what it would transform into. Her lips puckered out as she went through her catalog of scars. Most came from serious fights or betrayals. Was that her only one.

"Hmm...it might be...at least with a good story. I have this really small one on my left hand," she showed a very thin lined scar on the outside part of her hand, "where I jokingly told a squirrel I'd fight it for my sweet roll and it attacked me for it. Shook my hand like crazy and after it hung on for ten minutes I just gave it the win." she shrugged. "What about you? Any scars that bring a lil' smile to your face?"

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I might have to do a headcanon specific on this. Because basically, Selune is entirely weakened. Not only did Shar torture Selune herself (in avatar form), she was also on faerun so her powers weren't as strong (she can't see or here all when in avatar form). She also was having to fight a battle with the dragonborn soon after, and then the Spellplague

I mean, shiiiit, Selune was hit for a near century back to back to back with stuff. It even says that for several centuries, 1100 or 1200 to probably 1400, is when she was with Sune, with severe waning power.

Also, its says that Selune grants power to her people if they need it. She also is said to ALWAYS ANSWER those who beseech her

So this mean,s she was on faerun when Ketheric tried to beseech her, that is why she could not answer, she could not hear. This explains why she could do nothing for Melodia or Isobel. This also explains why perhaps she sent Aylin to Reithwin to protect it, because her power was deminished and she was struggling with so many battles on her from from Shar and other evils that she was struggling to maintain things.

And I even want to say that perhaps that Shadowcurse upon ehr blessed lands also inflicted her with problems, and why she could not even find her daughter.

Like SHIT! Selune was in a MASSIVE STRUGGLE with everything else.

So, i'm doing some massive research into selune and

ITS ALL ADDING UP, ITS ALL MAKING SENSE WHY SHE NEVER ANSWERED KETHERIC WHY SHE COULDN'T HELP MELODIA OR ISOBEL WHY SHE COULD NOT AID AYLIN

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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So, i'm doing some massive research into selune and

ITS ALL ADDING UP, ITS ALL MAKING SENSE WHY SHE NEVER ANSWERED KETHERIC WHY SHE COULDN'T HELP MELODIA OR ISOBEL WHY SHE COULD NOT AID AYLIN

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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Damn, it's good to be alive. ❤️‍🔥

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The idea of having a new weapon caused Karlach's eyes to light up. The axe had been with her for decades, having to constantly get it fixed, sharpened, by the blacksmiths in the Hells. She never had money to buy weapons, even the ones she had while working with Gortash had been issued, they were never actually hers. So just scouting the shop, she looked over the weapons as if they were new clothing for a closet. Still, her coin purse didn't have enough; so she let out a sigh as she had a hint of disappointment. "Nay, just be happy, Karlach. You still got a good axe. Maybe we can just get some oil, it needs tending to," Karlach spoke to herself, though she couldn't help but admire the clean sharp lines on the edge of the sword, the well-crafted grip, and the half-round pommel with what looked like some engravings and a ruby stone on it. They were engravings all the flat of the axe, a few added elegant stones on the shoulder.

"Yeah, it does," Karlach spoke as her hand brushed over the haft of the axe, and took a breath. She completely mixed Lark messing with her coin purse, as she shrugged. "But, this axe is good enough, it's gotten me through the hells and plenty of fights top side here. She'll still do us good. I don't have the coin for a new axe, doubt this girl would sell for much either. She's decades old, but still sharp," Karlach glanced over to the woman and grinned, not allowing the disappointment of the inability to get a weapon.

"So, anything you need? I'll probably just pick up a bottle of linseed oil and some clean clothes so I can take care of the girl. Maybe a sharpening stone if they have one on sale," Karlach said, as she turned instead to the shelf and looked for a small bottle of oil and rags.

Lark was glancing around at the shops, she slowed to a stop as a weapon caught her eye. She beckoned Karlach over. The battle axe was large and well crafted.

❝ What do you think, Karlach? It would suit you. ❞ She said as she motioned to the weapon, her eyes surveying every detail of it.

She began to rummage through her pack to locate her coin purse.

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AU where Karlach didn't go to work with Gortash, but instead went to work in Sharess Caress as a Body Guard and Sex Worker. Happy to indulge any ladies who wanted to have a very large tiefling be their submissive pet or for her to dominant them rough and hard.

Karlach very much would enjoy her life there. Plus, not only is she a good lay, BUT you mess with any of the ladies at the Caress and she's going to pick you up and kick you right out of the door with her boot up your ass.