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Write your Tav’s story

I’m curious to know how everyone created their story, how they fit in the context of bg3

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Iris: It’s safe, I promise.

Gale: Im not sure about this, Iris…

Wyll: The woman you like invites you to fly, to fly Gale! And you said no?

Gale: I know! I know! Fear got me. What if my hands slip from hers and I fall?

Astarion: Well, she seems pretty strong to not let you fall…

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Iris: Catch me, Gale!

Gale: ok… waitwaitWAIT

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Conversations between tavs

Iris(elf druid with wings)

Evander (tiefling, cleric of Selûne)

Vega ( halfelf, wizard)

Iris: I’m the strongest of us three.

Evander: *looking down at her, literally, he is a tall boy* You wish.

Iris: *flaps her wings annoyed at Evander* I AM!

Evander: *hands resting on his hips* You. are. not.

Iris: I’ll show you! *Iris holds Vega form her waist and she sits her on her shoulder* see?

*Vega stays quiet, opened book on her hands, not interested in that conversation*

Evander: *snorts* ANYONE and I mean ANYONE can carry Vega. *Takes Vega and carries her on his shoulder* see?

Vega: *still focused on her book* I should be annoyed by that comment, but truth is I can't care less about your silly discussion.

Iris: Shut up you skinny wizard.

Evander: I am the strongest!

Iris: Not true!

*Vega hops off of Evander’s shoulder and walks away, still reading*

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My tav(Vega) about the Creche situation.

Lae’zel: Githyanki protocol is clear: when infected with a Gaik taphole, we must report to a gustil for purification.

Vega frowns, her mind working as usual to find the meaning behind the words.

Vega: Wait… all Githyanki know about this protocol. That is what you are saying.

Lae’zel expression is visibly reaching the limit of her short temper.

Vega: You are saying that your entire population knows that this procedure exists, that there’s technology to cure this… *she moves her hands in the air, trying to find the correct words* affliction, so to speak. And you purposely withhold this information, successfully throughout the history of your existence, without any leaks to other communities or races.

Shadowheart: you are upseting the Gith. *she whispers to the wizard*

Vega: Please, let me finish, I’m trying to understand this. *she replies to Shadowheart before looking back at Lae’zel* So, githyanki have the monopoly of this cure, and no one knows, no githyanki has had the idea of using this for their own benefit. Not even the githyanki as their own have made this public to… i don’t know, to have the revenue of this solution as the only ones who can save the world…. This leaves me with two theories.

Shadowheart takes a step back as a safety measure. Astarion looks at the cleric and then back at Vega, he is curious both for what she has to say and for the reaction of the gith.

Vega: Either the githyanki are holding this information and technology on purpose… which is a bit…cruel and racist, or….

Lae’zel: *practically spitting her answer* or?

Vega: or is not true.

Lae’zel: WHAT?

Vega: *completely unaware of the consequences that may fall upon her* Don’t get me wrong, all beliefs have their myths.

Shadowheart: COULD YOU SHUT UP! SHE IS GOING TO KILL YOU!

Vega: *looks back at Lar’zel this time with some guilt and fear in his eyes* Sorry, Lea’zel, it was not my intention to question your believes or disrespect your culture. My apologies…

Astarion is enjoying that situation, if only he could have the bucket of popcorn.

Astarion: This is going to be a fun journey, after all.

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Las meninas

Diego Rodríguez de Silva y Velázquez

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“Some rest is better than none”

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Acording to my boyfriend, my reaction today playing bg3 was both the cutest and most hilarious he has ever seen.

Him: com va? (How is it going?)

Me: * On the verge of tears, after Oran abducted Gale* M’han furtat al Gale. (Gale has been stolen from me)

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Chicos en la playa - Joaquín Sorolla

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Gale: What is happening? I just went to check if our room was ready!! Why is Karlach on her knees?

Astarion: Karlach is finally asking your girlfriend to do something she’s been fantasising with since she met her.

Gale: AND WHAT IS THAT?

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Halsin: If she succeeds I’ll be tempted to go next.

Lae’zel: What an absurd distraction… I’ll go third.

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Karlach: Please, please, Pleasepleaseplease

Iris: Are you sure? I’m heavier than I look, and *blushes* It’s a bit embarrassing…

Karlach: PLEEEEEAAASEEEE

Iris: *sighs* Fine, but only once

Karlack: LOOK GUYS!! I HAVE A BIRD!!

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Wanderer above the sea fog - Caspar David Friedrich

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Vega (tav-wizard-halfelf) after a VERY emotional night, after talking to Astarion about her feelings, having cried silently and half-hiddenly at the realization that she had fallen in love with the vampire when he was just playing with her feelings. He has confessed to having feelings for her, but Vega can't help but feel angry.

After talking to Gale and telling him that she's noticed that he sees her as more than just a friend and making it clear that they're just going to be friends.

Lae’zel: I sought to reach a githyaki créche and be rid of these tadpoles. Now we stalk forgoten lands haunted by darkness. I’m going to find my people, If you have any good sense you’d follow.

Karlach behind Vega takes a step back, she knows the halfelf wizard is not in the mood for that discussion.

Vega: Look, I don't have the patience to put up with this stupid threat. If I had good sense, I’d slit your throat for defying me and this plan, you are staying HERE.

Wyll looks at Karlack and gestures a silent “wow”.

Lae’zel: You would threaten Lae’zel of K’liir?

Vega: I don’t care If you are Pepa from Pepita’s Créche!

Wyll(from behind speaking to Karlach): Should we intervine?

Karlach: I really want to know how this ends…

Vega: But, if you want to leave and have your ass rotten by the shadow course, be my guest! I’ll be stupid enough to go and rescue you later.

Lae’zel: How unusual…

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The luncheon on the grass (Édoard Manet), Underdark version.

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The luncheon on the grass (Édoard Manet), Underdark version.

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Ok I love photo mode

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Two wizards discussing the new findings while the rest of the party waits - oil on canvas

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Me wanting to text and talk to my mutuals:

My social anxiety: