Guys, listen to me, Eilistraee is my fucking. Favorite goddess ever. And the possibilities of a BG3 character being affiliated with Eilistraee are just. They are so good. I can’t believe we as a fandom are sleeping on them. Because Eilistraee is a goddess of freedom.
Minthara, a Lolth-sworn drow that has been disgraced by her goddess, now in a position where she is able to learn about Lolth’s daughter. Knowledge and scripture related to Eilistraee is forbidden and punished in Lolth’s territories. And now that Minthara is not only away from the Underdark, but away from Lolth, she can finally hear the song that has been trying to reach the drow for centuries. A song of freedom, of love, of kindness, of acceptance. A song that does not promise safety or power in exchange for fealty. A song that advises its listeners, rather than ordering its inferiors.
Shadowheart is not enthused about having to run with a follower of a moon goddess — not Selûne, but a moon goddess nonetheless. Rare is the goddess who does not test her followers, who doesn’t ask anything of them but to keep love and light in others’ hearts, who values the intent of their actions rather than their success. Shadowheart doesn’t remember ever experiencing such compassion from someone — perhaps she never did. But it feels nice.
Astarion, whose autonomy was once a forgotten dream, now in the presence of an agent of a goddess of freedom. He doesn’t know anything about Eilistraee, but when he learns, he’s in denial about how much fate has started smiling upon him. Her song is trying to reach him, trying to bolster his confidence, to help him stay positive that he can break his chains. But he doesn’t hear it. Not until much, much later, anyway.
Wyll, the unfortunate debtor of a sly, heartless cambion, occasionally hears a tune carried on whispers of the wind. He’s read of Eilistraee before, but never once thought she would see to aid to non-drow. He doesn’t think to think it could be her, just a trick of his ears. But when he breaks his pact with Mizora, his companion’s smile lifts. “Did you hear it?” they ask him later. And Wyll can’t help his smile.
Karlach hears the song. She hears a voice. She is free and she is ecstatic. Even when confronted by impossible odds, she never loses hope, never loses sight of her fight to stay that way. Eilistraee hears her. She sees her. She is so damn proud of her.
The Absolute and the Dead Three opposed and destroyed by a favored follower of Eilistraee is INSANE — ESPECIALLY in Act 3. Gortash, the Chosen of the god of tyranny, is now directly opposed by a follower of the drow goddess of freedom. Orin, the Chosen of the god of murder, who delights in the senseless slaughter of innocents, at odds with a follower of the drow goddess of kindness. Ketheric Thorm, the Chosen of Myrkul broken by grief, enraged and vexed by his opponent, a follower of a goddess of love. The Absolute, whose sole desire is to subjugate all under one design, eradicated by the agent of a goddess whose own personal war mirrors the struggles of its adversaries.
Cazador, a vampire who built his entire existence and legacy on controlling and subjugating others, who actively and gleefully denies his spawn their voices and autonomy, finally stands on the precipice of getting everything he wants — only to meet his end at Phalar Aluve. A vocal sword sacrificed in the honor of a goddess who dedicated her life to bring love and freedom to those who have been denied it.
I have so much more to yap about. This is several months old and sitting in my drafts but I ADORE Eilistraee.
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