I just want to sleep

Cruising altitude: 18 km

Wind speed: 13 knots

Engine status: Maintenance required

Shyriyn carefully angled the ship to bank to the left.

Engine status: Maintenance required

Something in the gears screeched a protest and the steering shook violently.

Shyriyn flipped a few switches, but couldn't regain control of the craft.

Navigation systems: Offline

Steering: Offline

Stabilizers: Offline

Shyriyn radioed to the ground operators. No one knew what to do- How do you get control of a low atmosphere craft in flight?

The craft was hurtling towards the ground, overheating engines leaving a trail of black smoke.

Engine status: Maintenance required

Warning: Engine coolant system offline

Shyriyn fiddled with a few more switches, trying to get the engines to fire enough so he could level out and miss the buildings.

Warning-

The craft exploded. Debris and fire rained down on the airfield. A few of the braver men scrambled up and down the field, looking for the pilot.

Shyriyn, barely alive, impaled by a chunk of what might have been the navigation console, missing a leg, most of a arm, his head sheared open and his brain on display.

"Medic! We need a medic!"

Patient status: Alive

Patient status: Undergoing surgery

The medics were removing the debris from the head wound, custom cybernetics being haphazardly put together with anything that could be spared to patch the hole in Shyriyn's head.

Patient status: Coding

"Clear!"

Patient status: Alive

Shyriyn didn't know when he awoke. Blissful unconsciousness gave way to painful reality between heartbeats.

It was painful, a full body ache, but worst around his torso and the back of his head. He wanted to touch, to see what hurt, but his arms were so heavy. He tried to sit up but the pain spiked and he keened.

Patient status: Conscious

she thinks she has fallen short, and since she has proven herself unworthy of the spider queen’s regard, so she is cast aside — and that makes sense to her, it aligns with how the drows live in menzoberranzan and how she has lived specifically. there is a constant need to make yourself better, to be more powerful, and to ascend from your place or else you will be culled, that is something shri’iia herself knows too well.

and something so interesting that shri’iia uses that victim blaming mentality drows have on herself too, especially since the perpetrator is lolth. shri’iia’s belief on lolth’s tenets as an oath of the crown paladin makes her unable to see lolth as the offender. she doesn’t think she has done anything wrong; she was correct to get rid of someone as useless as shri’iia, and there is no one to blame but herself. the act of becoming an oathbreaker isn’t a slight to lolth, rather, she’s accepting that she’s been rejected by her, and she is unable to return to her at this moment (!!!!! <- important train of thought bc it what makes the regression arc possible) , and since she doesn’t know where else to go then why not do this thing. her new oath isn’t concrete nor fully idealised from the get go, it’s something she will develop throughout her storyline and this really is just the starting point for it.

Stone beds & fine fur.

There’s something beautiful about the concept of returning how to your community to welcome your offspring into the world, trusting them to care for your child in the way they did for you.

another meme pic redraw www👰

"It's been nice talking to you"

"I appreciate your time"