#gw2 voice claim

[lackluster-plays]

Accuracy 5/5

[creativebrainrot]

got voice claim vids on the mind and if youre like me, you dont really watch movies or tv shows or maybe you just cant remember That One Guy with The One Voice so heres some good places to hear some voice acting happening

Fire Emblem from awakening to three houses has some voice acting in it and as a franchise, a shit ton of fucking characters. you can find support conversation videos for some voice clips. three houses is fully voiced. bonus of this franchise is voiced critical hit lines, incase ur lil guy is feral or a fighter. videos of those lines exist too.

Dragon Age has a bunch of great voices and theres companion banter videos on youtube. origins, II and inquisition all have fully voiced companions but II and Inquis have voiced MCs as well. hawke from II has three versions (blue, red, and purple) blue being the good kind lines, red being aggressive and violent, and purple being the Little Bastard Sarcastic lines. the inquisitor unfortunately doesnt have this same system, but there are multiple races in Inquistion with different VAs. Elven, Dwarven, Human or Qunari.

Elden Ring has some good voice actors and im sure theres gameplay videos of specific characters. i was able to find a video of Blaidd's quests to hear his voice, there might be more videos like that. Atleast- You can use listed VAs for elden ring as a starting point for more of their work or youtube video searching.

i think Genshin Impact has a decent VA library. Though i know the least about this one.

Critical Role has highlight videos you can watch and you can skim episodes to find a PC voice or NPC voice you might like. All players are professional voice actors and they seem to try and pick a new type of voice for each campaign they run. There's currently three campaigns available (2 completed, 3rd ongoing)

and if youre like me and listen to an ungodly amount of music you can always pick singers! find your favorite songs and flip through some interviews, you might like what you find! Or follow trails by finding a character you like and seeing what else the voice actor / actor has done. 👍

[moth-tea-merchant]

Character Voice Claims sound on!

inspired by @little-leaf-man 's post where he made a vid with examples of his chars voice claims xd Zafira and Jim art by @mabaki others by me

Zafira al'Rajihd: Nikare - Tommie Earl Jenkins [Guild Wars 2 Twin Largos Raid Boss] Finnegan: Jack McBrayer [Fix-it Felix, Wander, Kenneth] really just any of his roles lol Jimmothy: Ned Flanders - Harry Shearer [The Simpsons] Sammy: Renata Glasc - Debra Wilson [League Of Legends]

[bigsnaff]

Here's that voice claim video I've had on the backburner for a hot minute - namely because it just took an insanely long time to find a voice for Cyna that had a low enough pitch to fit how I imagined her. I could've just pitched any VA down myself, but I wanted to find one that was like that by default from the source material itself.

Anyway - these are all almost 100% accurate, barring any special overlays and effects added to the voice themselves.

[where-is-caithe]

i made a new girl. she was originally gonna be a ranger but I thought about it and she's a guardian instead. she gets to keep the bird tho. and the dog.

[ashalsdream]

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FINALLY made my voice claim, but bc I’m terrible at voice it’s actually just the voices I match to songs. The singer is pretty much their voice claim :’D 

Anyway have Tomomi, Ashal, Sonas, Reota and Lady Midnight’s voice claims! 

[commanderfloppy]

⚖️🎨 for Link please? (@speculist-rinthi)

Thank you for the ask for my little Pink Guy!

⚖️ What is the biggest crime your OC has committed? Are they a thief, a cheat, a liar? What is the smallest, most petty crime they’ve committed? Or do they not do crime at all?

I think the biggest crime he’s ever committed is probably just stealing something by accident (before he remembered currency was a thing), oh and definitely Destruction of Public property at some point but LOOK I Was being Attacked! And Instinctively just well.. Set on fire!”

That being said, Link is a big time liar, it’s not compulsive, he just lies when he knows it’s going to make certain things less hard on him, which can be a lot of things. 

Being asked if you have experience with something that you have to do a job? Lie, I need the job/money!  

Handsome warrior I meet wants to take me back to the Grove?  Lie! No way I’m going back there! 

Someone asks if you’re feeling alright? LIE! If they know I have a chronic condition they might make me stop doing the things I want to do! 

🎨 Is your OC artistic? Can they draw or paint or do they prefer another medium? Are they a writer or musician or do they do something else? Give us a quick run down of what they can get creative with!

I could definitely see Link as being a pretty good writer, he’s definitely the type who likes to write down the things he’s seen or learned, maybe less in a personal diary format but more in an objective way? 

He loves to dance but I don’t think he’s really the best at it… 

Another thing I could see him doing a bit is actually singing. I don’t know if he’d be amazing but I could really see him finding it as a way to express his emotions without actually being direct about what’s going on and instead speaking through the lyrics and tone of the song.

[dualumina]

Day something or another of having a gut feeling that Akeem and Zommoros are the same person. Like-

It's canon djinn can lose their memories. In fact it's canon that djinn can have their memories removed via other's involvement (Joko's ghost eaters) so it's not impossible that Isgarren removed the knowledge from Zommoros of any involvement he previously had with the wizards. Or legit Zommoros is just pretending to be... well himself.

Zommoros' voice actor had only done about two roles in GW2 - Zommoros and Redeemer Kossan, all the way back in the PoF/LWS4 era. And that was it. Rick Wasserman had been absent for the entirety of Icebrood Saga and EoD. Then suddenly he came BACK and is the voice of Zizel, Frode, Nephus, and a few ambient NPCs if you listen closely enough. Obviously sure, Anet previously worked with him so there was good incentive to bring back someone you know works well. But at the same time...

• Listen to the ambient dialogue in the Bastion of the Obscure.

Head Experimenter Rhianwyn: I wonder how all of this...mess would have turned out if Akeem was still with us? [...] We only have notes and stories now. Which are all...contradictory. One said they were a water djinn; another, earth... A third claimed no one knew for certain. Akeem spent much of their time shapeshifting into other species to learn more about them. Regardless, we follow their lead. Question everything. Never accept the reality presented in front of you.

There's more dialogue along this vein of "Akeem isn't with us - question everything - explore all the secrets" but then you have THIS. ONE. RANDOM. CONVERSATION

Astral Ward Mage: I need to get back into my lab immediately.

Astral Ward Mage: We were so close to tuning the dagger that Zommoros gave Isgarren.

Rift Hunter Warrior: Oh, I know. I still remember how challenging it was to merge Lyhr when it first arrived.

Astral Ward Mage: Alchemy... I've never heard him scream like that. Just holding it made him split.

Astral Ward Mage: You know Zommoros, though. Could've done it just to mess with us.

This is an ambient dialogue that SPECIFICALLY happens in the BASTION OF THE OBSCURE. Not the Bastion of Knowledge or even Balance, you know, areas that deal with Isgarren and Lyhr. They are bringing up ZOMMOROS in the Bastion associated with AKEEM.

Multiple people are casually saying "there are secrets here" and "don't take things at face value" on top of the fact that the FIRST type of djinn that got mentioned as a POSSIBILITY of what type of djinn Akeem is was A WATER DJINN. And then someone else CASUALLY mentioned the most WELL-KNOWN WATER DJINN IN THE ENTIRE GAME is on good enough terms with The WIZARDS to be pulling pranks on them!

• The Mother-Freaking Sword Achievement

So there's a few achievements that mention Akeem or the Bastion of the Obscure, but we need to talk about the sword. The sword you get from completing the Bastion of the Obscure weapon achievement, and how it really makes you stop and ponder.

First off, you get access to Turai Ossa's journal. And apparently he met Isgarren long ago... who initially pretended to be Akeem. Pardon what? We already know from Dagda's journal that Isgarren made himself blue to look more like a djinn and less intimidating, but why introduce himself as someone else? Does he miss Akeem that much? Admittedly, this raises a dozen questions and none of them are easily answered with the Akeem = Zommoros theory.

But what's REALLY suspicious is that to complete the achievement you actually have to use the Mystic Forge, and this is the ONLY achievement among the Bastion weapon achievements that needs the Mystic Forge. Not to mention that there is very little information revealed about Akeem from this achievement, compared to the other achievements which at least offered something. Like Anet is intentionally hiding information.

And yet this is the second time a connection has been made between Akeem and Zommoros.

[hawkepockets]

GW2 CHARACTER PAGE

In Game

Thief

Pepiya PEP-ee-yuh

she/him 🪼 45 🪼 daredevil/deadeye/specter

Pact Commander, Statics graduate, ex-Priory tomb raider. Earnest, dry, authoritative, occasionally vindictive, always compassionate, out of touch with civilian social cues. Control freak. Dabbles in Void magic.

Romances: Tarakk & @pyroengi’s Teek.

Voice claim: Colleen O’Shaughnessey (F!asura, GW2)

Necromancer

Toxinologist Tarakk tuh-RACK

he/him 🕷️ 50 🕷️ harbinger

Gorrik & Ankka’s old Inquest mentor. Expert at synthesizing venoms, loves spiders. Narcoleptic & low in life force since a lab “accident” (sabotage) in 1326. Absentminded, compassionate, intense, exists at the intersection of dad jokes & professor humor.

Co-created with @antariies.

Romance: Pepa

Voice claim: Steve Staley (M!asura, GW2)

Mesmers

Prem Ikarion PREM ih-CARE-ee-in

he/him 🐒 32 🐒 martial artist (mirage)

Born a Zephyrite with a knack for disguise glamours, in a happier timeline Prem kept faith with his people and grew into a splendid champion of Vlast. In this one, he went wrong at every turn. Once Anise’s Second Blade/favorite brainwashed goon, now an exile from the Reach, emptied of magic, and half-corrupted by an oni. But he stays silly.

In @antariies’s canon, Harley’s childhood best friend turned worst enemy turned weird boybestie again (homoerotic).

Romances: Canach, Rama

Voice claim: Nolan North (M!human, GW2 • Nathan Drake, Uncharted)

Oumeko OOH-may-koe

she/her 🦋 ?? 🦋 chronomancer

A mild-mannered office worker turned magical girl in the fractals. Oumeko was the Captain’s Council’s receptionist when Scarlet and the Aetherblades attacked Lion’s Arch, levelling Oume’s neighborhood and killing her elderly parents in their home. Oume didn’t know what got into her that inspired her to leave a notice on her desk and hunt Mai Trin into the Mists like an animal, but she did, and after she sabotaged the Aetherblades’ Mist engine, she got stuck in unreality right along with them.

Oume has been making her way through thousands of permutations of Tyrian history and her own memories in the wild fractals. At first she looked singlemindedly for a way out, but now, after who knows how many years and loops, she’s become infatuated with Dessa, the voice on the PA system that’s guided and joked with her, maybe the only other real (real?) person in the fractals. Oume doesn’t know if she’s even the original copy of herself anymore, much less if she’d survive an exit to alpha Tyria—if she could even find one. But even if she could, she wouldn’t go without Dessa and Arkk. And the more times Oume resets the fractals to try to save them, the more time and Mist energy she builds up, until the fractals start to recognize Dessa as their purpose and center, and Oumeko as their mad, shortsighted architect.

Romance: Dessa?

Voice claim: Undecided!

Engineer

Dara Ikarion DAR-uh ih-CARE-ee-in

she/her 🐅 24 🐅 scrapper

Prem’s kid sister, Zephyrite airship engineer & inventor, Claw of Aurene. At 16, Dara survived the Zephyr Sanctum crash and chased after Aerin and the Master of Peace, intent on saving whatever the Master protected. Her hero complex and teenage delusion of invincibility drove her deep into the jungle, where she rocketed past Faolain, Caithe, Ruka, and Commander Pepiya to claim the egg for herself and the Zephyrite people. In that first moment of psychic contact with the unborn baby Aurene, Dara’s young mind was overwhelmed by raw magic and existential terror, forging an invasive, twisted bond between her and the baby dragon and leaving Dara nonverbal, magic-sensitive, and wilder than before. Reckoning with that trauma and Aurene’s ability to take over Dara’s body took years, but now their closeness is a point of pride, not a cause of horror. Dara is happy to call herself Aurene’s Claw. Intense, contrary, bright. ROCKET PUNCH‼️ YIAH‼️

Romance: Yao

Voice claim: Brenda Song (London Tipton, Zach & Cody • Caitlyn, The Quarry • Anne Boonchuy, Amphibia)

Ranger

Droseira j-roe-SEE-ruh

she/her 🌸 secondborn 🌸 all specs

A devotee of the Church of the Dream (created by @mystery-salad). A sickly sweet stickler for the rules of the Grove. Executes any spider, thornbush, fern hound, or sylvari touched by Nightmare. Jealous of Valiants who were given a purpose in their Dreams, she created a Wyld Hunt for herself: make the sylvari into an army of light that can cleanse the whole world of evil. And she finds she likes the taste of shed sap. Obsessed with Achi. Does not work with flesh and blood animals, because they’re impure. Weirdo.

Romance: —

Voice claim: Daisy Haggard (Mum, Hilda)

Warrior

Acheloe ACK-uh-LO-wee

she/they/it 🪲 15 🪲 bladesworn

Dragon’s Watch guildie, Pale Reaver. A Valiant who’s been given an endless series of mucky, ugly, tedious, small, and seemingly suicidal Wyld Hunts since her awakening. Four-armed, winged, and oddly jointed, Achi has evolved to look more and more like an unkillable insect, the more dangerous & degrading jobs they’ve survived. Caledon sylvari consider her a bad omen. Her latest Hunt, the first she’s ever resisted, is to die for the Commander. Her luckier podtwin, Boru, died in Maguuma. Solemn, prickly, devoted.

Romance: @wyldblunt’s Damage

Voice claim: Ben Prendergast (Patroclus, Hades)

Elementalist

Cirrus Kitetail SEE-rus KITE-tail

she/her ☁️ 33 ☁️ hammer weaver

Dragon’s Watch guildie, Zephyrite. Born Decima (“Deck”) Whiptail of Iron Legion, she was piloting a copter in a tryout for her grandmother’s airborne warband in 1320 on the day Kralkatorrik flew over. The copters lost power in the arcane storm, but she kept hers aloft with her air elementalism, which she’d always hidden in the fahrar, and brought herself and her grandmother Tenar Kitewing safely down on the far side of the newly formed Brandscar. Tenar granted her the honorary warband name Kitetail, and they wandered northern Elona together, struggling to survive and find a way back to their Legion, or failing that, a new home & purpose in Elona. The Zephyrites were the answer. When the Zephyr Fleet was able to offer passage back to Ascalon years later, Tenar and her granddaughter, now called Cirrus, refused, having fallen in love with their new people. Cirrus joined Dragon’s Watch after the Dry Top crash. Bubbly, combative, short attention span.

Romance: —

Voice claim: Mara Junot (Nyoka, The Outer Worlds)

Guardian

Razan Meziani ruh-ZAHN mez-ee-AH-nee

she/her 🌞 229 🌞 willbender

A rebel Sunspear inspired by Twilight Oasis. Formerly a cheerleader for the Sunspear Order, infatuated with Amala, until a series of atrocities during the invasion of Istan convinced her Elona belonged to Joko already. The lich king promised she could “have” Amala, once Amala had sworn fealty to him, but neglected to mention they’d both be Awakened first. Raz originally developed her fighting style to help support the Sunspears’ legendary dervishes by specializing in their weak points, but after turning coat she became Joko’s favorite dervish hunter, an expert at reading their footwork, getting inside their guard, and breaking their divine channels with brutal stuns.

Romances: Amala…????

Voice claim: Mallorie Rodak (Frieren, English dub of Frieren: Beyond Journey’s End)

Revenant

Kishi Genji KISH-ee GEN-jee

he/him 🦢 mid 30s 🦢 vindicator

An affable mid-ranking Canthan noble of Kurzick descent, whose family had mostly fallen out of favor with Ihn’s court until Genji started talking to an echo of Saint Viktor and channeling his power.

An arranged marriage was set up with Onasis Ai, a noble of Luxon blood who was in touch with Archemorus. Though they didn’t choose each other, Ai and Genji have become best friends and devoted partners—but are unsure whether pursuing an actual romance is something they want, or just a pressure from their families, class, and the ancient lovers’ voices in their heads.

They’re both lavished and threatened with the court’s attention as a result of their magic, auspicious marriage, and developing combat skills, but they have a secret that threatens their status far more than any previous generation’s unwise investments or misplaced courtly alliances… their very young daughter Himiko has started talking about an imaginary friend she calls the Guard Man, who follows her around wearing old timey armor and dragging his swords along the floor, and gives her the power to petrify her parents with a frustrated wail, and turn small objects into jade.

Urgent pacifist and law-abider, despite having close enough family ties to the Jade Brotherhood that Genji calls Chul-moo “Uncle Park.”

Romance: Kishi Ai

Voice claim: Mark Ota (Ryonosuke Naruhodo, The Great Ace Attorney)

Not In Game

Gilwynne GIL-win

My oldest GW2 OC and retired main!

Thirdborn sylvari, intended to become the avatar of a second Tree but denied their Wyld Hunt to keep free will. Fell to corruption twice (Nightmare and Mordrem), got up twice. Haughty, blunt, sensual, hungry for knowledge of magic and their own limits. Accomplished alchemist, mender, and Shaper. Hylek lover.

Romances: Trahearne & @antariies’s Commander Harley Vuong

Voice claim: Shohreh Aghdashloo (Shala’Raan, Mass Effect • Roshan, Assassin’s Creed • Grayson, Arcane • Avasarala, The Expanse)

Gale/Nan Ikaros NAHN & Glow/Phaibun Ikarion FYE-beun ih-CARE-ee-in

she/her 🎏 60s

Prem and Dara’s mothers. Co-captains of the Zephyrite airship Ikaros. Nan, a fire elementalist, grew up as a poor Luxon jade miner. She fell in love with Phaibun, an air elementalist and “princess” of the Zephyr fleet as a captain’s only child, while Phaibun visited the Canthan imperial court many years ago. Phaibun is elegant, nitpicky, and cool. Nan is skeptical, spirited, and pragmatic. They call Prem “Monkey” and Dara “Tiger.”

Kishi Ai KEY-shee EYE

she/her 🖋️ 40s

Genji’s wife and best friend, the vessel of Archemorus. Genji and Ai both come from organized crime families. Unlike Genji, Ai isn’t afraid of her violent heritage or of using her relatives’ underworld connections for the betterment of Cantha.

An employment discrimination lawyer and champion of Kurzick, Luxon, and tengu workers by day, a benefactor and arms dealer for the freedom fighters by night, and a courtier on paper and only by necessity, Ai has very little time for her husband and daughter. But she loves them, and looks forward to a day when Cantha’s minorities have enough influence to speak for themselves, and she can take some time off to be a mother, and see if she’s even interested in being a wife.

Romance: Kishi Genji

Kishi Himiko KEY-shee HEE-mee-koe

she/her 👺 5

Genji & Ai’s daughter. Vessel of Shiro Tagachi.

Eun Kattarins YOON CAT-uh-rinz

she/her 🐆 80s (norn middle age)

Hoelbrak’s ambassador to the Iron Legion for 50 years. A sly, charismatic, militant snow leopard norn who walked effortlessly among the charr, but always put her people’s survival first at the expense of all else, even her own blood. Longtime on-and-off lover of Eir Stegalkin. Mother of @pact-valkyrie’s Britta, Jormag’s last and most terrible fraenir. Killed by her daughter in 1333, survived by her brother Eiko (@antariies).

Romances: Eir & unknown other norn

Malachi Olowe MAL-uhk-eye OH-lo-way

she/him 🦂 66

An Elonian bounty hunter, born Olmakhan but too restless and greedy for their way of life. Took her surname from a human deadeye she got training from, then left for dead. Double-crossed her employers one too many times, got caught between the scorned Sunspears and the punishing Mordant Crescent, and was killed in 1327. Left a mate and cub behind. Years later, snuck out of the Mists under cover of the Battle of Dragonfall. Now roaming Tyria causing low-grade havoc, pursued by demons, envoys, and Priory operatives frantic to put him back in hell where he belongs. Great storyteller. Very funny.

Romance: Her mate Dinah

Ikeda Keino EE-kay-dah KAY-no

she/her 👹 15

The half-possessed Jade Brotherhood teen Prem rescued from Behemoth’s Gap. Even after months without the oni’s influence, Keino is a bitter, snappish, self-isolating girl who resents any attempt to care for her. She wants to become an investigative journalist and take down Xunlai Jade once and for all by exposing its corruption, but to do that she has to survive high school in Kaineng. Has a twisted bond with Prem, ever since the oni made her confuse him for her father.

Farrah Whitebear FAIR-uh WHITE-bear

she/her 🐗 32

Knut Whitebear’s adoptive daughter. An elegant, serious young norn who gave up her special interest in jotun magic to serve under Jhavi in the Vigil, hoping to eliminate Jormag’s existential threat to the norn and leave them all free to pursue their peacetime passions—a decision that got her stranded, alone, freezing from the inside out in Bjora Marches. She got better, though. Mostly. Follower of the inexorable Boar Spirit.

Romance: @pact-valkyrie’s Sovhi

Hemera, Duke of False Hope HEM-uh-ruh

she/her 🌸 31

The Nightmare Courtier who mentored Gil when they were a sapling. Hemera was a secondborn who developed without protection from Mordremoth’s influence due to the Pale Tree and the Dream itself being stretched too thin at the time. Despite her ethereal beauty and tyrannical-but-nurturing “fairy queen” persona, Hemera has never felt anything except hunger and momentary satisfaction. She learned to Shape other sylvari’s bodies from watching her student Gil at work, and carved out a place for herself high in the Court by offering to change courtiers—either for beauty or efficacy in torture and raids—for favors. Hemera temporarily corrupted in Maguuma, but when Mordremoth fell silent in death, she twisted her body back to a parody of its old shape and started a new Nightmare sect in Siren’s Landing, where she preys on sapling researchers who wander too far from camp. She considers it her Dark Hunt to create a garden of mutilated sylvari that swallows the whole world, as Mordremoth’s jungle failed to do. Drosie’s mortal enemy.

Romances: @antariies’s Knight Arahn

Halimaka HAW-lee-MAW-kuh

she/he/they/it 🧪 30s

Once a Flame Legion inquisitor called Halima Eyesear whose investigation into the nascent Molten Alliance led her to run afoul of “B” (Scarlet Briar). Their body was gifted to the Toxic Alliance, who modified it to see how Toxic mad science and Flame magic combined. The resulting creature, “Halimaka,” sizzles with deadly heat and poison vapors and drips burning acid with every step. It has no memory of its previous life with Flame, only a dizzying sense of lost community and purpose, and the worry that it wouldn’t like who it used to be even if it could remember. Undomesticated, wistful, weird.

Jubilee Shaw JOO-buh-lee SHAW

she/her 🪆49 (mind’s age)/29 (body’s age)/283 (chronological age; born 1053)

The Ascalonian Hero of Prophecies, accidentally possessing her descendant’s body after a botched attempt at channeling her as a revenant legend. Out of place and time, an elementalist in a necromancer’s slightly-too-small body, blamed for killing her great-great-grandchild when she didn’t even want to return, Billy struggles to find a place in this bright and hostile new Tyria.

Khepri Chisisi KEP-ree chiss-SEE-see

she/her 🌪️ 83 at her death in 1135

The Hero of Nightfall, a legendary dervish. Long dead.

[otvian]

I wanted to give my voice bout gw2 AI thingy,

Since I actually talked to the person who was stealing art for their AI model.

They claim that they changed and oppose it now, they did the ai art model a year ago,

Does that mean we shouldn't protect ourselves?

Nuh uh, you never know if someone else isn't doing this, we don’t know if that person is lying or not,

Protect your art no matter what, your art is worth keeping,

Also worth mentioning that Warp dev only makes AI app stuff things, yes kinda disgusting to keep the ai stealing things on the server and honestly I think it's up to an individual if they are fine with it or not.

I just want to clear up that no one we know of is actively stealing art rn, ofc someone could be in secret,

Also know that the model created with the stolen art was never published anywhere and isn't worked on now,

Protect your art so if any new asshole comes around they don't get to steal anything

[praise-joko]

New Years Resolutions

Make character introduction posts. I’ve been here since February and still haven’t formally introduced any of my characters.

Start leaving messages in the tags of all the beautiful art I reblog. This is going to be difficult because I don’t usually have translatable feeling about art so expect a lot of “augh so pretty” and “woah”s lmao. This will not be applying to already queued posts because there’s over 100, sorry.

Finish owed WIPs. There’s a big one that this is specifically about that has never left my mind but there’s also a few art party things that I never finished.

Do more GW2 art. Specifically of my own characters but I also want to get back into the art parties which I dropped out of the last half of the year due to art block.

Actually start getting character thoughts out of the abyss of my head and out into the world. I’d like to do more of those character ask games. I had some fun with them this year but I have a few still sitting around in my askbox lol.

Get around to making a character voice claim video. I’d settled on a few voices when everyone was doing those but video editing is the bane of my existence.

I only joined the GW2 tumblr community this year but I’ve loved being a part of it and seeing everyone’s beautiful art, amazing characters, and thoughts on lore and the game itself. It’s good to be a part of the community instead of just enjoying the game on my own.

I’ve finally dipped my toes into endgame group content with a wonderful group of people and I’d love to get to know you all more in the coming years.

I’m not really one to initiate conversation on my own, just know that if you ever want to chat about anything, I don’t bite!

Happy New Year!

[eparch]

Lucilaeh finds herself changed, physically and otherwise, by her battles in Elona.

2.3k words. On AO3.

So...I figure I should post my fics here too. I wrote and first posted this back in May, as the first real exploration of my Commander's character to try and get a feel for her. It's very 'follows canon' for the most part and a lot of self-indulgent introspection. It's also my first attempt at gw2 fic, so admittedly canon characters might be a little off?

I mention this in the AO3 notes but this entire fic came about because I wanted a change in look for Luci after finishing Path of Fire, chose the thorn hair, and ended up wanting a lore reason which just led to "well...fire was very involved at the end there, so..."

Fic takes place through the end of PoF and first half of S4 and references personal story.

***

Balthazar flings his fire, battle, war at her, and Lucilaeh faces it, all of it, with nothing but a sword that had once been his. There's no time to breathe. She just has to stay on her feet and fight back. There's no time to think about every flame that licks at her, every impact that catches her.

She's not alone, not like Balthazar claims. Not when Sohothin weighs as heavy as Caladbolg; not when Vlast's memories sit in her pocket; not when Aurene is right there and she, too, is fighting.

They kill a god together, and Kralkatorrik roars.

And it burns. Everything burns.

Lucilaeh stays where she lands for a moment. Triumph soars through her, but she aches all over, aches so keenly. She wonders if the hurt is hers or Aurene's.

For Aurene, she gets back up, staggering to her feet and desperately clawing through magic-thick air for command of her senses. For Aurene, she finds her voice and calls out, but perhaps she's too slow to do so that Aurene flies off. Vaguely, she's aware of Kralkatorrik following, but she's slipping away by then, and the rest of Dragon's Watch (and Canach) find her sprawled out, unconscious.

***

Kasmeer tells her when she wakes that Rytlock carried her all the way back to Amnoon, where she has been given a far too lavish room to recover in. Canach fills in the details of how gentlemanly the Charr had been while masterfully avoiding Rytlock's growling glares. Lucilaeh laughs and thanks him, before briefing them on the new situation.

"I'll be fine," she promises eventually, "in time for tonight's party at the very least."

She does feel fine. Even with Kralkatorrik's threat, she feels a greater weight lifted than when they had silenced Mordremoth's voice.

"So," starts Kasmeer, making small talk as their somber discussion on the dragons settles toward silence, "are you planning to regrow your branches?"

"What?"

The weight she felt lifted from her shoulders turns out a little more literal than she'd thought.

"I-I thought you knew," stammers Kasmeer as Lucilaeh examines the damage in a mirror the human had been quick to fetch. "Canach said you could regrow it, so I wondered..."

"How long has it been like this?" she asks, not taking her eyes off the jagged and blackened burnt ends now crowning her speckled face. She turns her face this way, then that, remembering precisely the long branches and the flowers that had grown with them.

"It started when you died." Canach, blunt as ever, though there is perhaps wavering in his voice. "The flowers were gone when we found you. After all, you were quite...singed. Largely scorched, if I'm being honest. Balthazar must've set fire to the rest today."

"Riveting imagery," she remarks, earning a quirk of his brow.

"Does it hurt? At all?" Kasmeer's gaze is politely inquisitive, and Lucilaeh knows she can't fault her for the curiosity. Many of the finer details of Sylvari physiology are still largely mysteries, after all—both to everyone and to themselves.

"It doesn't hurt," she replies truthfully. Physically, she doesn't add. She's had many injuries over the years, from battle or otherwise, and this doesn't feel anything like those at all. She has plenty of them too this time, thus the bandages snaking around near every part of her, but her heart—it does sting, she must admit. She's never considered herself vain, but she's always been pleased with the appearance she's worn since waking from the Dream.

"So it really is just like cutting your hair," muses Rytlock.

"Or shaving a Charr," adds Canach.

"Has anyone contacted Taimi?" she cuts in quick before Canach can continue or Rytlock can react.

"Phlunt picked up when I tried," answers Kasmeer.

Lucilaeh breathes in deep. "Okay, one thing at a time then."

***

She attends the party without a hat or any sort of head covering, though she hasn't been partial to wearing one in a long time now anyway. Most of the citizens of Amnoon had seen her in Rytlock's arms, had seen the damage to her body. The amount of blackened bark on her seems to add to the growing whispers following her, but that's not quite anything new. People have watched her since the days of her first Wyld Hunt and they've taken plenty of her scars and woven them into stories and raised them into legends.

She doesn't like to dwell on this. The thought has always frustrated her, and it's all the worse now that she knows her victories were world-ending mistakes.

But the party delights her, despite her best efforts to stay somber. She dances among the crowd and samples the various foods around the hall. When she mistakenly bites into a decorative flower, she supposes she can't stall any longer, hurrying away from the table so she can step up to the waiting podium.

She gazes out at the crowd, at their hopeful faces, at her friends who are giving her encouraging gestures as discreetly as they can manage. She breathes in.

"People of Amnoon..."

***

The next war arrives in a vision, then nearly losing Taimi, then a ship consumed by plague, then a direct invitation—it's not till several weeks after her victory over Balthazar that Lucilaeh gets a moment to breathe again, during the smallest of time she can afford once the camp in Kourna is ready. There's a starving village up north to visit, and no small part of her wants to rush to their aid, but she's been wanting to check on a certain group of her allies this whole time.

"Commander," calls out Taimi as she approaches the rooftop where the trio of Asura have set up their equipment. They've been joined by a giant beetle since the last time she's seen them. "Hey, I didn't have a chance to say this when we met up in Amnoon, but—looking good"

"Huh?"

Taimi gestures at her own hair, grinning. Lucilaeh blinks; she hasn't consciously been growing that part of her, so she has zero conception of what she even looks like at the moment.

"Thank you, Taimi," she says instead, filing away 'find a mirror' into her growing list of priorities. She looks around and she wants to ask Taimi some more about how she's doing, but her gaze naturally falls onto the beetle. "Now, Canach said Gorrik had something to show me..."

***

She does get an opportunity many hours later, when she takes a wrong turn on her way back to base from the village and finds herself in front of a secluded lake, to examine her new appearance. The still, clear water within the enclosed canyon does as well as any mirror as it provides water for Glory, her trusty raptor.

She had carefully trimmed away the blackened ends of her hair a while ago, but the branches have not grown back. Instead, thorny vines sprout from her, dangling down mere inches from her shoulders. They remind her of the endlessly crisscrossing jungle far to the west; of tendrils lashing at her feet and overhead; of the voice that had once weighed heavy and pushed upon her mind. She reaches up and twirls one of the loose vines, feeling the thorns prick her blue bark.

"I belong to no dragon," she says aloud, and immediately she thinks of Aurene, whom she's sure would agree. From where it lays in the shade nearby, Glory trills in response. She laughs. "You think so too, hm?"

She doesn't dislike the change, though. It's different, and it reminds her of a dark year, but perhaps it just suits the sort of Sylvari she's become. Her reflection offers her a wry smile. Losing her naive flowers in favor of these guarded vines—what would Tybalt and Demmi have thought of them, of her?

Perhaps it is the calm of the water that makes her so much more wistful than usual, but then...when was the last time she sat down like this to gather her thoughts so quietly?

Tybalt would have liked the change, she decides, and Demmi might be a little more disappointed to see her flowers gone, but still supportive. They never had that apple cider, but Lucilaeh had spent long hours both in and out of Whispers fieldwork just chatting with her late Charr mentor, then with Demmi in the mix once she'd joined the Order. She had learned a lot about their worlds, their cultures—and those chats had contributed greatly to her early dealings with both Charr and humans—and in turn she had answered whatever curiosity they had for Sylvari.

"Who could have ever thought," she tells her reflection and the imaginary Tybalt and Demmi that flank it, "that we came from a dragon?"

Neither can reply, of course. She sits up and breathes in the cool, clear air over the spring, lets it fill her.

"But that dragon is dead," she continues. "Just like Zhaitan and Balthazar. And their magic has spread to the others. And my brothers and sisters are at long last free."

...free to die with the rest of Tyria if she makes another mistake.

"But I didn't know, and even then—what else can I do? What else could I have done, but act?" She stares at her reflection, and it glares back at her, its brow knit together, pale eyes burning with such a rage that dares her to look away. "How could I have just let the suffering they brought continue, even if it meant dooming us all instead? Maybe none of it was the best thing I could've done. Maybe none of it was enough."

Caladbolg, at her side, thrums.

"And I never wanted anyone to call me a hero." She places a hand on its hilt, feels the thorn's familiar bark beneath her fingertips. She had wielded it before too, in her first year of life, a long time ago now, after she'd taken it back from an unruly human. "But the world keeps tumbling, and someone has to do what they can to catch it."

Lucilaeh rises to her feet. Her reflection's rage gives way to something she can't name. Passion, perhaps, as Kasmeer might call it. Or resolve of the heroic variety, Canach would say. Something like that.

"C'mon Glory," she calls to her raptor, "Let's get back to work."

***

Several battles and a reunion with Braham later, Palawa Joko laughs in her face and calls her a villain and Lucilaeh can't quite answer on account of being bound by his magic.

But she certainly knows what she'd tell him.

***

That war ends, as they always do.

This time it takes a dragon eating a lich, which promptly throws Elona into some chaos.

Kralkatorrik's threat still looms, but there'll be meetings and conferences and humans trying to come together in the next few weeks. Perhaps it's selfish of her to disappear for a little bit, but she takes the first airship back to Lion's Arch after asking Rytlock to hold the fort. She'll be back soon, but there's somewhere she hasn't gone in a while, so a trip and an Asura gate later, and she's stepping back into the familiar air of the Grove just as the first colors of dawn crest the forest's treetops.

Lucilaeh wanders, and finds not much of the Grove has changed. At this hour, there are only handfuls of Sylvari out and about: nightbloom Wardens patrolling, fresh sprouts exploring, or those who simply prefer the night. Her steps take her to Trahearne's memorial, and as always, the more she nears it, the heavier Caladbolg feels at her waist.

She pauses a short distance away, gazes up at the likeness. Almost five years on, and she still finds it difficult to think of him without remembering the way dragon magic had consumed him from within. How would he have handled the wars that came after Mordremoth, she wonders? The humans and their gods, in particular—could Trahearne have changed something there? And, selfishly, what would he have thought of the vines on her head?

But perhaps she just misses him, as much as she misses the many she has lost that are dear to her heart. Would that they could have seen the Tyria she is fighting for now...

Lucilaeh shakes her head, turns away, and makes for the grand garden she has long called home. There, she greets M.O.X., then wanders the winding paths. It's strange to move without purpose for once, without some grand goal spurring her onward endlessly.

Not much has changed within Dreamer's Terrace, but many of the flowers have been growing and she knows that, should she ask, they would whisper to her the many things she has missed. But they are not quite awake yet, down here where the sun does not reach too well past the long branches of the Pale Tree—and she makes a mental note to visit—the flowers sleepily rise from their nighttime slumber.

Walking on this familiar soil, so near to the mother, Lucilaeh finds a strange calm washing over her. There are no burdens of the world on her here: no dragons and gods and liches to battle; no ministers and councillors and politics to navigate.

It is just her and the flowers and, as she rounds a corner and comes face to face with its majestic stature rising from a bed of forest leaves, the White Stag.

The Stag looks to her and, when she starts to approach, bows to her. Its antlers have only grown in her time away, and she wonders if any of the magic released by the dragons have reached it here. She wonders, as it rises again to its full height, if Aurene would be friends with it should she ever have the chance to introduce them. Lucilaeh steps close, and it leans its head toward her, touching her cheek with its muzzle. She reaches up to pet it and feels a kind warmth emanate from where she touches it, one that spreads from her fingers and her cheek to the rest of her. You're home, it tells her.

She smiles, rests her cheek against it, closes her eyes as she enjoys its quiet companionship.

"Good morning, old friend," she tells it, "I've had a very long night."

[where-is-caithe]

Haven got a bit of an update to her gear, gave her the lion mantle bc she's supposed to have a little jacket on and it kinda reads that way. Still waiting on an appropriate hat tho </3

[friesian]

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MY FIRST VOICE CLAIM VIDEO!! MORE TO COME!! these are only the few sylvari i have stories for, i have a bunch im still thinking on. 

heavily inspired by @commander-soup so credit where it’s due for the format! a funny note is that for marwyd’s voice claim, i have never played that game specifically. so. this voice was something i found by just googling ‘southern video game characters’ LMAO. all the others are characters that i either adore or they really left an impact on me.

also i never video edited in my life so this was baby’s first attempt. i also have a version for my wife’s characters that i’ll be posting tomorrow!

all art is done by jagal @ FA!

[guildwuff2]

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I DID IT I DID A VOICE CLAIM VIDEO Audio credits in the video, art credits below: Amica: https://twitter.com/Kata_Kemi (or @/pulledrosepetals ) Ilithyia: https://twitter.com/kaapora_art Kleos and Lovett: Me! :D Myron, Tacita and Hazel: https://twitter.com/DagosArt Mu: https://twitter.com/saynajaye (or @/thepinkywarband ) Zoxu: https://twitter.com/AHandfulOfMud (or @/vinetooth-prime ) (colored by me)

[antariies]

singin’ la lalala lala la

a belated birthday gift for one of my dearest pals @aameyalli (ㅅ´ ˘ `)♡

at the beginning of lws3, harley came to the soft realization that he’s been in love with his best friend for years now. sorry to keep you waiting, gil <3