#vr la

Presenting, the Magistress of Magic herself, Mystra’s First Lady

Here is my super late @emis-equivalent-exchange for @halloweencatsart ! I'm so honored to get you because you did such an amazing job in the last gift exchange OWO!!! It makes me so so happy to draw the halloween blorbos again since I love them so much, so when I got your request to draw them interacting with the C1 cast? OMGOD. dream come true!!! Please have a Kyana and Lexi dancing and having an amazing time <3 PS: Kyana's dress was inspired by the party outfit designed by @randomfanart27 Extra gift as apology for being late but Alistair and VR-LA on the other hand...

Why they deserve to be the ultimate wizard according to YOU:

VR-LA:

Vanquished (so far): Baradun

"VR-LA is so so angsty and sad and doing inadvisable magics about it"

"He got high on a curse from the abyss and various other factors and looked through the weave itself"

"He is so autism wizard I LOVE him! He has a hat and he also wants to sue Arcadia!"

“He's a robot archivist with a pet sphere exploring the multiverse on a magic spaceship”

Taako:

Vanquished (so far): Lup Taaco

"Because wizard (and cooking while wizard) is his whole deal"

“Um. He's Taako? Y'know... from TV? ”

“Specializes in transmutation, which he used in his traveling cooking show Sizzle It Up with Taako.”

i had an emotional journey today. not unlike the divine comedy i think

i do not normally rely on the faith of gods to be the source of my power. in my brief time across the planescape, i have found that gods hold power beyond compare, yet are still prone to the same mistakes, the same lapses in reasoning as any other mortal, and that combination makes them dangerous. i have read of the destruction they have wrought, i have seen them regard their worshipers as no better than parasites, and i have concluded that in a seascape of gods and monsters, who can tell the difference between one and the other? so in my opinion, gods are to be avoided at all costs. yet i will allow myself this one exception, because i know you are watching. because you called me curious. you call the power i and my ship possess ‘curious’. that must count for something. there must be at least an iota, some atomic speck of my being, that has your attention. mx-im was correct. names hold power. k-lb. c-ra. e-dn. dx-tr. as-tr. mr-sn. i… i do not know them, but when i heard those names, uttered to me since the first time since my awakening, they released in me a wave of emotion; of a care and love i did not know i held, of an ache and longing for the memories and time that have since been taken from me. no name had ever elicited such feelings in me, though i am grateful to have since found three names that do. and if you are who i suspect you are, then i know the power of names is a concept with which you are very familiar. so with the magic stored in this vessel, i craft my wish, and in casting it, i release the energies within back to the weave. an offering, given in faith that it shall be received, and answered in the manner i intend it. there is a part of me that knows i may be simply… speaking to the stars, that i have overestimated my brief importance in the vastness of your knowing, that you have no obligation to respond. but i shall cast it to you all the same. i ask for no riches, i do not vie for power, i am not like those before me who were arrogant enough to think your position could be usurped. i am simply casting my wish to you in faith. consider it a prayer. but in doing so, i will evoke the name you assumed so many eons ago, and, with it, all the power it holds. lady of spells, mother of magic, keeper of the weave, mystra! i wish for you to help me find my old crew. guide me to their locations! if they are lost, i shall find them! if they are imprisoned, i shall free them! if they are dead… i shall bury them.