So the month of May was pretty busy, chaotic, and a mess with a side of loss. I put my four legged baby boy down on the 19th so I really appreciated the tags I had in my activity log a lot even if I couldn't respond until now to them <3 Upside aside from a few boxes, the majority of things have been unpacked and I am settling into my new place with my gran.
I have been very busy in the last week or so with writing as well with my brain running amok in Ellipsus though soon I'll be editing some pre drafted chapters soon and releasing them <3
Without further ado though here's a sneak peek at what's to come and some of the WIP bits I've been working on including an AU sort of what if fic where the main character ends up in a bit of a mess. Fair warning there is minor spoilers here so will put it under a keep reading line <3
Sneak peek from Chapter 4 of Dream On or How to Get Your Heartstrings Punk'd titled "No One Like You"
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Karlach sighed as she headed to the headquarters, hoping a bit of work would maybe get her mind off Astarion. However after a few hours, Karlach ended up dipping out with an apology to Jaheira before wandering around Baldur's Gate and ending up in a park with a pond full of ducks.
A large hulking Elf sat under a tree with a pair of glasses, a deep forest green sweater vest with a button up that was cream, dark brown khakis, and boots that looked more one with nature than boot. The Elf himself had deep brown hair tied back into a ponytail and his eyes were hazel green in a beautiful heterochromic way.
The book in his hand had a worn look like it spent a lot of time being read with the title being A Study of Ornithology: Ducks Native to the Sword Coast in faded gold filigree, the book cover itself being a deeper shade of green than the sweater vest. Nearby a bag that looked as worn as the book if not more so rested with a large oak leaf adorned in worn embroidery and a circle of knotwork around it.
Morren's eyes fluttered, before he slumped fully, making me swear. I didn't have much left, but started drawing on my magic, pain ripping through my hand near immediately.
What are you doing child?
I gritted my teeth. I had a debt of life to pay, I wasn't going to return owing anyone. I was a cleric of Shar, we owed no one, especially a Selunite.
"Find healing potions. I'm nearly spent." I spoke tensely, before I focused my magics over Morren. Astarion and Wyll ran off to hunt as Karlach kept an eye out around us. I put the last out and Astarion and Wyll came hustling back in with a large Elven male and a few bottles.
"Here." Astarion spoke quickly, before I carefully shifted Morren to his back, the Elven male coming over and helping support him enough to allow me to get the potions down his throat. I snapped and yanked the arrows out that Morren had taken as his breathing stabilized.
I walked through the city silently, the cool spring air with a small nip to it as my mind replayed the conversation I had had with Aylin a tenday ago.
"I still think reaching out to Mystra won't do any good. You know what she did to Gale," Aylin remarked,
"I know Aylin, but if my siblings and Syllar know about Eladrin, then there's no assurance that Gale doesn't. I can no longer stand idly by while the world potentially burns outside," I spoke softly,
"And what if this backfires? What if Mystra doesn't answer? After all you hold the Weave yet you do not worship her," Aylin asked,
"Then I'll find another solution, as I have before time and again and will continue to do so Aylin," I replied, Aylin falling silent.
Third and final WIP from the yet to be posted to AO3 fic titled "Worlds Intertwined" where the main character ends up in a bit of a pickle of the AU variety after something happens and they end up in an entirely different place that isn't Faerûn. The historical research for this has been absolutely killing my brain LOL
"Easy laddie. You want to throw up there's a spot over there." a man spoke gruffly, before pointing. I took a deep breath as I looked around, seeing the chaos and ruined landscape around me.
"Private! Over here!" another voice called, before I turned to see a lieutenant with a red cross on his uniform waving. I walked over and he put his hand on my chest.
"You want to die today private?" the lieutenant asked,
"Uh no sir." I replied,
"Then get your helmet on private!" the lieutenant snapped, before I tugged it off my belt and donned it as the lieutenant started walking off. I quickly followed him as others caught up, reaching a trench that reeked of…everything, shaking my head and continuing on. We reached another man this one a captain.
"Name?" the captain asked,
"Private Tavin sir." I replied, before he looked down his list.
"You'll be in the advanced dressing station on the central sector near Pozières, supporting the forces there." the captain instructed, before pointing. I nodded before walking off, pausing when I heard loud noises, jumping when something exploded hard.
"Easy lad. Just the Germans saying good morning." a thick accent remarked, before I turned to see a man with a black circle patch with 4th and the mark for an artillery unit. I swallowed hard as I nodded.
"Right." I spoke softly, before he beckoned.
"Come on. I'll show you to the ADS." the man spoke quietly, before I nodded and followed. We reached a place that smelled even worse than the prior trench, noting some bunkers and reinforced areas. The man pointed at another captain with a patch noting he was a doctor.
Thank you @shandoratheexplorer @the-font-bandit @optimisticgrey and @alrendriablaze for the tags, loved your sneak peeks and WIP bits.
Gentle tags back to @shandoratheexplorer @the-font-bandit @optimisticgrey and @alrendriablaze and gentle new tags for @tynithia @tavyliasin @strixamans @goodgirlgonebard and @verbenaa
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I got tagged back by @tynithia so I'll share a snippet of my current fic focus (it's been bouncing round 5 fics at this moment and it is driving me insane LOL). This is from the Ellipsus fic "Worlds Intertwined" and is my first stab at Barcus joining my stories so please be mindful of that if it isn't on par with Barcus.
And yes Karlach ends up in a lot of life threatening pickles in my stories, the brain cells dig the angst LOL
"Just…worried you know?" I spoke softly,
"Karlach is going to survive. She survived Zariel's nightmares for ten years, survived three crazed Avatars of mad gods, and a gods damn alien brain from another realm." Dammon spoke firmly, before I nodded. Jaheira and Shadowheart came in with two new people, a man and a woman. The man had deep brown hair, a strange tattoo on his chest, and deep brown eyes, whilst the woman had moonlight white hair, a circlet, and cleric robes denoting Selune.
"Mercy, this is Gale and Isobel, friends we made during the Absolute Crisis. Gale and Isobel this is Dammon's sister Mercy." Jaheira introduced,
"Shadowheart told us you struck out on the forge, so we are here to help in whatever way we can." Isobel spoke quietly,
"It is appreciated though without the forge…" I trailed off, feeling my eyes burn as I clenched my fists.
"Well how do we make a forge then? One that is capable of it?" Gale asked,
"That would take months, even with the amount of Tieflings we have here willing to help. Not to mention the parts it would take, parts we don't have nor have access to. Karlach doesn't have that kind of time. She has four gears left." I replied,
"Well then we better figure out a solution shouldn't we?" a gruff voice spoke, before Barcus came in, carrying a heavy bag with scrolls and bits sticking out of it. Dammon stood up.
"Barcus. I didn't expect you to show up, thought you were busy." Dammon spoke surprised, as Barcus chuckled.
"Well we finished our last job so I sent everyone to take a vacation if they wished then overheard your friends here talking to the wizard and the moon cleric and offered to come with." Barcus remarked, before he set his bag down and Dammon smiled.
"Well it won't do much good. No forge and limited time." I spoke softly, before Barcus chuckled.
"That is where you are wrong young lady. I heard you say four gears remain correct?" Barcus asked,
"Yes. Once those go, Karlach will die." I replied, before Barcus went digging into his pack, pulling out a set of inferior iron gears.
"What do you say we snatch back some time then hmmm?" Barcus remarked, before Dammon hauled him into a bear hug.
"I owe you a jug of mead Barcus!" Dammon crowed, before Barcus grumbled.
"I'm a grown gnome Dammon not a child. Please put me down." Barcus grumbled, before Dammon put him down.
"Worlds Intertwined" is an AU esque inspired fic where the main OC has been separated from his beloved Karlach and has landed in another realm entirely. Meanwhile Karlach and Wyll have landed in Avernus and are fighting to get her home and find the main OC's whereabouts.
Currently on Ellipsus but will one day make it to AO3.
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