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[yourfavoritetiefling]

WE

FORGOT

HIS

BIRTHDAY.

(It was the 17th. Oh god he must hate me...)

[yourfavoritetiefling]

gives him a lump of citrine. it's a pretty rock.

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     Strange   ?         Looks like candy. A big one at that. Maybe something like hardened honey   —   A real classic back in Elturel. At least in the parts where he grew up.      ❝ Hey, I think I know these, ❞      

Taking the lump of mineral, eyeing the LUMP OF MINERAL.

Plopping the lump of mineral in his mouth.

Testing the taste of the lump of mineral.

. . . Bernard seems to slowly realize this was not any form of sweet. So sure it was, for why would a little darling like Thea show up with . . . a god-damn stone instead of candy   ?   Fuck, was the tiefling some penguin, or why did she come to the conclusion, a literal rock would make for a nice gift   ? ?

      ❝ Wow, this is . . . a rock. ❞     which now found a place back in Bernard's palm   —   warm  &  wet. Ewh.     ❝ Thank you . . . I guess. It looks better than it tastes, that's for sure   ! ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

anyone caught your eye?

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     ❝ Yeah, and if you would step aside, I would be able to still watch them. Go fetch some rabbits or whatever you do at night. I'm busy. ❞     He was not busy. The cleric would rather much have Astarion get lost. Karlach was just about to do some stretches.

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@stargroved sent

😳 what's this about anatomy lessons...

   𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 .   unprompted interactions

      ❝ Aaah come on. I really should start keeping a tally of everyone wanting anatomy lessons. Are tieflings so rare nowadays ? ❞     The feigned annoyance in the cleric's tone was easily blown by a toothy smile. Somebody was curious about that chiseled body of his  ?  What was he if not proud  ?

     ❝ What'cha wanna know  ?  Anything specific or was this just a question for me to pull my shirt off   ? ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@grief-worn sent

" does that obnoxious thing you call a smile really get the job done? i'm sure you were quite the little heart throb back at home. " <- sarcasm.

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      Ah, there she was again,     coming back like they always did. Well, differently. Most came back with an injunctive relief they shoved in his face.

     ❝ Wouldn't wear it, if it didn't get the job done, darling. Lords  &  ladies alike were smitten back in Elturel, trust me. ❞     Do not trust him. Why would he point out the incredible number of slaps he earned himself because of those efforts. Bernard wanted to make himself look desirable, not like some loser. A little . . . exaggeration did the trick most of the time.

Like a master of his craft, the tiefling ignored the obvious sarcasm in Shadowheart's words. Must be flirting with him. Ah yes, the helmite won again.     ❝ Hearts weren't the only things I made throb, little lady. ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

🤔 are you sensitive anywhere

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     ❝ Who isn't   ? ❞     As much as he wanted to leave it at that   —   all mysterious  &  shit, the helmite did decide to answer the little lady properly.

    ❝ Well, that's basically something every tiefling can relate to, but the underside of our tails is sensitive. If you want a more personalized answer: My ears  &  shoulders are some favorite spots, for sure. ❞     wink, wink.

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@selunaris sent

tiptoes and gives him a lil kiss on the cheek. for his birthday!!

     𝚆𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙾𝚃 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙳𝙰𝚈 .

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     What an adorable attempt at reaching his height.     Bernard would stand still in place, observing the lady for a moment longer, slooowly leaning his cheek towards her. It's honestly similar to playing with a dog or cat   —   You just have to give them a rewarding experience. Otherwise, they would turn sour.

The tiefling savors that subtle peck. Not exactly the kind of present he wished for, but close enough. Had some similarities   —   Especially in the lip-department. Still, the helmite hums in pride, tail swaying in satisfaction.

     ❝ Now, wasn't that sweet   ?   Can't imagine how these lips feel on places other than my cheek. Just a thought . . . ❞     

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@fortune-feather sent

A mischievous grin was forming on Age's face as the idea struck him out of the blue, his tail flicking as he rested in the shade. Era looked around, spotting Bernard and locking in on him to help her caster aim. Suddenly a somewhat small bubble of cool water, about a handfuls worth, would appear other the ochre tiefling's head before drenching him!

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      It must have been his devilish heritage,      not as badly being bothered by this heat wave which now also swiped over the camp. Few companions would consider doing a little work-out in full midday. But we were talking about Benny  &  he took his role as their self-proclaimed guardian very seriously. The tiefling could not afford to get out of shape just because of a little rise in temperature.

He was about to make his last few reps of sit-ups when the cold wet hit him   —   right above his head, drenching both hair  &  a good portion of his shoulders  &  chest. Naturally, Bernard flinched from shock, red irises almost disappear in black scleras.     ❝ HYDDW KYDAS- ❞    The cleric whined out a little too loud, head flicking around, gaze on a mission to find the person responsible for this assault.

Well, he was in luck, didn't wear anything of importance. Just a white, loose tank top, which ever so subtly became translucent from the water seeping into the fabric.

    ❝ Age   ? ? ❞     Bernard called out, mood not as sour as before when the man put two  &   two together. Merely a defeated chuckle, shaking his head while brushing the sassy lock (which now clung to his forehead) aside.

     ❝ Helm above, you did not have to cool me off, you know   ?   Endured Avernus, will endure some flimsy little sun rays, easily. ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@fortune-feather sent

[ PICKPOCKET. ] A starter where our muses were pickpocketed by the tiefling kids—and now have to find their stuff.

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𝔹𝔸𝕃𝔻𝕌ℝ'𝕊 𝔾𝔸𝕋𝔼 3 ℝℙ 𝕄𝔼𝕄𝔼 - 𝔸ℂ𝕋 𝕆ℕ𝔼.

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     𝗕𝐞𝗿𝐧𝐚𝗿𝐝 𝘄𝐚𝘀 𝐚 𝘀𝐡𝐨𝘄𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝘁 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝗿𝘁.     Not only appealing to strangers  &  new friends, but, as of recently, especially sneaky children who boldly exploited the cleric's lacking wariness when it came to offspring of his own kin. He joked with them, prior   —   all a tactic to hustle some gold  &  his Helmite badge he ever so proudly wore on his armor. It was minutes after waving the kids goodbye, that the cleric noticed something was missing.

   And he was not the only one being robbed.

Age seemed to fumble in his pockets too. These little criminals. One could not possibly be angry for too long  —   the little ones acted smart, calculated despite their innocent looks.

      ❝ My badge. Where is my badge. ❞      A singsong, panicked tone of voice, as Bernard pats around his belt. Shit. Shit. The metallic little thing might seem unimportant for commoners, but not if you swore your heart to an order.

      ❝ Age   ?   AGE. Where did these kids go   ?   I fear they weren't only up for a small chat earlier. Are you missing something too   ? ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@gemshroud sent

[ SCRATCH. ] A starter where our muses react to Best Boy coming to camp the first time.

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𝔹𝔸𝕃𝔻𝕌ℝ'𝕊 𝔾𝔸𝕋𝔼 3 ℝℙ 𝕄𝔼𝕄𝔼 - 𝔸ℂ𝕋 𝕆ℕ𝔼.

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     𝐀𝐧𝐨𝘁𝐡𝐞𝗿 𝐝𝐚𝘆 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝘁𝐚𝘀𝘁𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝘆 𝐦𝐚𝘀𝘁𝐞𝗿𝐞𝐝.      The campfire was lit up, everyone slipped in their camp clothing  &  Bernard just finished his stretches. Wonderful, how the air smelled of burned wood  &  the rich stew the group's wizard had cooked earlier. That being said, the tiefling was about to get himself a well-deserved bowl of soup, before his pointy ears caught a collection of steps coming their way.

     ❝ Doggy   ! ❞     A childlike smile graced Bernard's features. The dog they met earlier these days actually decided to show up. And if the cleric wasn't a dog-person, he might as well be a heretic. Kneeling down as soon as the animal strode closer to the adventurers, his palms were held out for him to inspect, smell  &  make acquaintance with the man.

     ❝ Artemis   !   Look   !   Doggy. ❞     His excitement only allowed him to speak simple words, no sentences, for his head was occupied with the little visitor, soon giving the good boy a good scratch.     ❝ Who's a good boy   ?   Awh, you are, of course you are   ! ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@bloodtwin sent

"i'm starting to think you've never actually talked to a real woman in your life."

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   ❝ Your mom doesn't count   ? ❞   

[yourfavoritetiefling]

❝ You can die. ❞

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    It was very, very hard to take her suggestion seriously.     Not when her voice calls him in like a siren's call. Not when her full lips form around the words as if she wanted to say 'please, don't do anything dangerous for me', ( at least it would sound nice in the tiefling's head ). Bernard was far from listening to this almost threat, fantasizing how she would cling onto him, thank him for saving her life should they find themselves in a fight.

  Yeah, that's the stuff.

So, one eyebrow quirked up, accompanied by a lopsided smirk  &  hooded eyes. Hells was that girl pretty.     ❝ I would die for you, no questions asked. If it means I get to hear your complaints one last time. ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@dunerover sent

"Ey, Burns. Your mask's upside down." It wasn't. But it'd be very funny if Bernard checked. [I couldn't find one from the list that fit so I made one up, shh—]

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𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 .

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      𝐈𝘁 𝘄𝐚𝘀 𝐪𝘂𝐢𝘁𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐚𝗿𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝘄 𝘄𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝘁𝐡𝐞 𝘁𝐢𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝘁𝐨 𝘁𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞.     Ocher tail flicks with surprise, ears follow suit before Bernard reaches both hands up in panic, feeling along the mask covering the upper portion of his face.

Touch touch touch.

Soon, the cleric began to frown as he discovered Zandi was, yet again, trying to pull a joke out of the whole situation.

     ❝ It ISN'T. ❞     He stated dryly after recovering from the first shock.     ❝ The hell you get from spreading lies like that   ? ? ❞     Irritated if anything, Bernard's tail lashed from left to right, like a cat that had been provoked one too many times. Still, his brows stay queried.

Sharp ears already caught sounds of quiet giggles from the group next to the pair   —   wonderful.     ❝ You can't give me a shocker like that. Look at all these people here. One hotter than the other, I tell you . . . ❞     Crossing his arms  &  conspiratorially leaning over to the fellow tiefling, crimson eyes dance over the scenery. What came to mind was some cringe of regret, having to drag Zandi along. If he kept up with his mischief, the Helmite will score nothing but slaps across his face tonight.

     ❝ Do not try to sabotage me tonight, a'ight   ?   I didn't come here to play jester. ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@vigilant-cleric wants to see the cleric cry:

"It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."

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    𝐀 𝐪𝘂𝐢𝐞𝘁 𝐞𝘃𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝘆 𝘀𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝗿𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝘁𝐡𝐞𝐢𝗿 𝐥𝐚𝖟𝘆, 𝘁𝗿𝐚𝐧𝐪𝘂𝐢𝐥𝐢𝖟𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝘀𝐨𝐧𝐠𝘀 𝐢𝐧𝘁𝐨 𝘁𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝘁.     Bernard settled next to Ashen hours ago. Where mundane topics like the day's hardships  &  strategies for next steps eventually lead to more complicated territories. A road down the cleric's somewhat shared past, unbeknownst to the tiefling himself. Other than seeing Ashen as a fellow Helmite, a brother, so to speak, he offered wisdom. Naturally so, for his expertise in handling even fates of the most troubled individuals.

He felt like a loser most of the time, all camouflaged behind a boasting personality, an easy smile that betrayed little of the man's pain. Never worked off, all scrunched up behind his chest. 

The priest spoke truth, and it hurt. It hurt like shit. Why did he have to lose   ?   Why not love  &  love  &  never lose. Back in the days   —   that crucial day   —   Bernard would never have guessed to be faced with the ugly faces of his fellow Elturians. Racism was wide-spread  &  oh so normalized after the city ascended again from Avernus. He fought against these prejudices, not giving them a chance to doubt his  &  his remaining family's existence. A proud soldier, helping, defending every citizen. One of the good tieflings, he even often heard them murmur.

It wasn't enough, apparently. His sister wasn't one of the good tieflings, in their eyes. She was no criminal, she was just living like every other god-damn fool in that godforsaken city. Why should she have tried harder, to appeal to others   ?   She was enough.

And he was too late. Too nervous, vision too clouded by tears to make even a simple healing spell work   —   A child could have managed that.

And he loved her with every fiber of his being. They managed to survive Avernus together. Avernus. Only for her to fall victim to some drunken, racist ruffians.

    ❝ I know it's better. ❞     Bernard huffed.    ❝ That doesn't make the world more fair. Why did I have to lose her   ?   She was innocent. Never hurt a fly. I needed more time to love her. I wasn't done loving her. ❞     The cleric's voice went lower, his usually so bright eyes darken, as they turned to the ground, fighting against the sentiment. Tears swell up, two fingers pinching the bridge of his nose   —   Don't fucking cry now.

     ❝ These bastards can thank Helm himself, they didn't get butchered like the swines they are on that day . . . I don't care for better, Ashen. I care for justice  &  fairness. As far as I know, they never faced consequences for their wrongs. ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@symunuk sent

Personally, I support the moustache. It's so thoughtful to provide hospice for stunted caterpillars like that.

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     ❝ See   ?   That one gets me- ❞      Bernard cut himself off, narrowing his crimson gaze to let it bore through the half-orc. Was he making fun of his beard too  ?   How naive to think he would get approval from a bard.

     ❝ Funny. Bards are so . . . funny. Maybe continue looking like a hog. With some luck, these caterpillars will make a great meal. I will reach out to you. ❞

[yourfavoritetiefling]

@selunaris sent

🥺 happy belated birthday benny!!!

     𝚆𝙴 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙾𝚃 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙳𝙰𝚈 .

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     ❝ Oh, my heart is truly broken. How could you forget   ?   There is only one thing that could . . . possibly lighten my mood. ❞     An eyebrow wiggle, absolutely insufferable, as he stood there   —   feigning being hurt, for his smile spoke volumes. His eyes, too, as they flick towards her lips  &  eyes in quick succession.