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wherethewoofwoofsgo · 2 years
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A Quick Introduction
Hello. You are getting... as close to the spiel I give all my friends and coworkers and anyone who will listen about my babygirl as I can replicate in text format, which means it is not gonna make any damned sense. Bear with me.
If you know anything about D&D, there's some basic concepts copped from it, but honestly I fucking hate D&D's lore, so I mostly stole it and did whatever the fuck I wanted.
The majority of our story takes place in Silver Port, but we can't start there. We gotta start, instead, in the dwelling caverns (Think drow and you got a start.)
In the caverns, a scandal is brewing.
Severity, daughter of Clarity, has had a child outside the approval of the matchmakers. Even worse, the child is a second son--An extraneous boy past the one already alive. She's not telling who the father is, but thankfully the answer for what to do with the child is the same as what to do with any second son: Feed him to the goddess who created them and walks every cavern's halls: Ezphe.
Given we have a story, it doesn't quite go like that. For her efforts, Severity dies--There's only so long you can push against the spell of a dweller name.
Fourteen hours train ride away, in a world vastly different from our own but where cellphones and shit still exist, Shame, son of Severity arrives in Silver Port, a sunny, deserty, highly human and dwarven city, and is promptly adopted by a pack of dogs who make a living by stealing who rechristen him Beloved of the Dogfell pack.
There's a lot wrong with the life, obviously, but he grows up feeling loved, and not just by dogs.
He's involved with the local thieves guild from a young age(a group rendered a more respectable position than your average thieves guild by Silver Port's unique stance on theft), several religious organizations that provide regular meals (though he always remains more interested in the gods of the dogs), an eccentric elven woman who decides she's his aunt now, his local unhoused movements, and probably some other shit I haven't thought of yet. He's involved in his community, as are most people in Silver Port--It's a hard city not to be.
One thing he is lacking in, or maybe two: elven education in general, and dweller education in specific. It's bound to happen when there just aren't that many elves in town and what ones there are are spread out as shit.
Basically ya boy thinks he's grown at 25.
A QUICK NOTE FOR POSTERITY: Here's how elf age works here. Simplest way: From 20 to 100 you're 19 but you need to be 23 to vote.
A bit more complicated: At 20, in an ideal world where your family is rich and you all get along, an elf chooses their sixteen most interesting relatives. They will then spend the next eighty years doing five year apprenticeships with each, searching for a passion, and at the earliest at 80, though more likely at the earliest 90, declare themself an adult.
Obviously it doesn't often work out like that because bitches are not that fucking rich and you take what you can get, but that's the ideal.
But what do you do when a bitch is raised by dogs and born to steal?
That's the dilemma facing the elves of the thieves guild who are like "there is no way we can let this literal infant declare himself an adult." (They give in when he's like 48, he gets the tattoos to go with it and everything.)
Now at 50, dwellers reach the age of religious responsibility--They still aren't the age to vote in our example of 19 and 23, but Ezphe will kill them if they act up too bad.
And it is at that age that Ezphe appears in Mr. Dove's dreams and is like. "Hey. I'm your goddess. I literally made you. You need to come home and worship me." (She is playing favorites with his family.)
Now keep in mind. Dove is now a full grown man with full grown man responsibilities. So like any full grown man he says. "No."
Do you think a goddess is gonna take that well?
It is this period of 40s to early 100s that I am currently most interested in exploring. Please ask me questions and I will post things as I think to and want to, peace and love on planet Earth.
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northsouthwind-blog · 7 years
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Dogfell Sans :в Kill it plZZZ
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aurelia-freedom · 7 years
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Smelling spring 🐶 !! 🇧🇪 #dogfellings#naturelover#springfelling#simplejoys#rootsnature#snowdrops#perceneige (à Belgium)
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valeriafialho · 10 years
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#agustinho #dogfellings #vidadecachorro #vidadecasado #cadadia (em Casa Do Gutz)
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