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    Holy people are forever bound to their gods, be it with a collar they chose to wear, or with their umbilical cord turned leash. A Durge story.

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    Act 2 : chapters 25 -

    Updated every two weeks or so

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    17 Nov 2024

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    Godsbound
    kawareo

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    Holy people are forever bound to their gods, be it with a collar they chose to wear, or with their umbilical cord turned leash.

    A fallen Bhaalspawn attempts to find himself, perhaps save the world, with a group of other leashed people and a vampire who knows more than he lets on.
    Notes:

    This is technically a continuation of my prequel series Unsaved, but it can be read without it, if you want to go in blind! The only thing that you need to know is that Strike (my Durge) and Astarion met twenty years before the bg3 events, and were really good friends for a while.

    CW: not much, some violence, some gross food habits; we're only starting babey
    (See the end of the work for more notes.)

    Chapter 1: Taboo-la Rasa

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    Birth was always meant to be painful.

    Probably not for the person being born, though.

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    In an abandoned hospital on Taris, Quinn is infected by the rakghoul virus.

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    18 Oct 2024

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    Death Was in That Poisonous Wave
    DownToTheSea
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    In an abandoned hospital on Taris, Quinn is infected by the rakghoul virus.

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    Many thanks to startrekkery on Tumblr for inspiring a couple of scenes in this fic <3

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    With a wet splat, the last rakghoul’s body fell in pieces to the floor of the abandoned field hospital. Lightsabers still humming in a combat stance, Ajis reached out with the Force and scanned the immediate area for threats. Nothing. They had eliminated all the rakghouls on this floor, at least.

    She closed her lightsabers down and reattached them to her belt, turning to Quinn. “That's all of them. For now.”

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    Rejected, lonely and in despair; Astarion seeks out the forest at night to hide his breakdown from his companions. But the woods aren't empty of those who seek nature's solace, and Halsin cannot let the vampire elf succumb to his sadness alone.

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    An organized referencing of Jedi lore, tradition, culture, teachings, Temples, and sayings in Star Wars canon. Sorted by themes and motifs to hopefully better serve as a way to see what we actually know about who they were.

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    Oh, to be loved by you is salvation of its own.

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    11 Jun 2024

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    chaiiii
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    Oh, to be loved by you is salvation of its own.

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    Staeve belongs to @ Velnna. He also drew Art for this piece here! https:// /velnna/status/1724133959028576422

    Please go check it out. ;w;

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    His scars fucking hurt. It’s like he feels every rune being carved into his flesh, deep and harsh– for they are a promise, not a suggestion. He has to grit his teeth, grinding them til his jaw hurts. They cause bile to rise in the back of his throat, threatening to spill solely due to the umpteenth time of holding in the screeches and cries.