Woodfire
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“I am not eager to throw myself upon another altar for naught but scraps in return.” Gale steels himself with a deep breath. He speaks his peace to the wilds and the cosmos rather than his lover's face. “And yet. Marble skin, silver tongue... eyes like Moonsea rubies. Oh, you cast a fine altar, Astarion.”
With two discerning appetites, a deal to keep each other fed is the one thing that ties Astarion and Gale together. But the proverbial collar slips all too easily around Gale's throat, the lead feels right in Astarion's unchained hands, and both men think they've bested the other in a game neither should be playing.
In any case. As the greats say in lanceboard: there is no shame in losing to a stronger foe.
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With Halsin gone and the druids beginning a ritual to evict his people, Zevlor is in sore need of a hero. What he gets is Marinara, an enigmatic dragonborn ranger with a cryptic past and an unsettling propensity for violence. As threats start to pile up on all sides, he finds himself with little choice but to accept their offer of help despite his own misgivings.
Or: two people abandoned by their respective gods come together, fall apart, and maybe find their own way forward in the process.
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29 Sep 2025
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Incredibly self-indulgent and cringe. I love it. Durge lore is elite
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The Last Harper Standing is on a mission to prove that he’s Doing Fine.
The new Master of Ramazith’s tower is too busy making sure that everyone else is Doing Fine to realise he’s never felt worse in his life.
(AKA: Geraldus gets a job at a book shop)
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- Part 1 of The Harper and the Tower
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With the Netherbrain defeated, Alfira the Bard is finally ready to compose the 'Tale of Tav', but she needs the help of a certain ex-Hellrider to fill in the hero's romantic blanks.
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Jord and Tav are definitely not interested in each other. Not at all. They're absolutely just friends, regardless of what anyone else says about how they look at each other.
"“She comes more often when she thinks I’m not here,” Mother’s voice rang out from her study, making the large orc jump. She must have noticed him watching Tav leave through the window, might even be getting the wrong idea.
“Tav spoke to you for thirty minutes, Mother, and only spoke to me for five so I don’t know what you’re getting at.” Thick fingers adjusted the position of one of Mother’s pots. It wasn’t getting enough sun. That’s why he was at the window, really. He just… happened to notice Tav’s red hair when he looked outside. And things… well they weren’t exactly safe, were they? It… felt good to watch until the elf disappeared, knowing that they’d left safely. That was all.
“You don’t know, but you know enough to count how long Tav spoke with everyone in the house? Do you think my common sense ran out my ears?”"