audience: karlach

[mygod]

Comments

[ablazement]

No.

[very firmly.]

I'm from Baldur's Gate. That's home. The Hells are where I ended up, but never again.

[mygod]

[ nods. a sore point... they will note that ]

Why were you brought to the Hells? What made it so wretched?

[ablazement]

You know, you being nosy and hating to answer questions is a fun personality thing.

[she says, idly.] I got sold to participate in a war for ten years. Think that's reason enough.

[mygod]

You may tell me to cease my questioning at any time.

[ but since they're still getting answers, they're going to keep going. sort of. for some reason, this one makes them pause. ]

"Sold"? Into a war?

[ablazement]

Fair enough.

[she tilts her head, and then:] Yeah. A lovely old friend of mine sold me to the devil so I could be a soldier in the devil-demon war, down in Avernus.

[she says casually like it's going to the grocery store or something]

[mygod]

[ it is hard to read the emotion behind the mask, but there is a long pause ]

The depths of depravity know no bounds in any realm, it seems.

You are remarkably cheerful, for a former unwilling soldier.

[ablazement]

Hah. Yeah. The thing about evil is it's everywhere, and most times, it's a power thing.

[as for the rest, she shrugs!]

Why wouldn't I be? I'm alive. I can breathe, I can talk to people, I can - Gods, I can touch people. I can eat and drink and make merry.

I'm out of the Hells, and I'm never going back.

[mygod]

[ This is so fascinating... ]

Someone made it for you?

[mygod]

[ miss karlach i love you ignore what famine is about to say it doesn't matter ]

... Is this a coping mechanism...

[ablazement]

... Sort of. I don't know that it was made for me, but I got it all the same.

[ablazement]

[HELP i love you famine]

Hah! Maybe! [she finds it funny, at least.] I'm...

[a beat.] Well, never mind all that. If I ask about your words you're gonna tell me to fuck off, yeah?

[mygod]

Ah...

Well! No matter. As long as it's keeping you moving, although an engine seems like an interesting choice in-- oh, I'm blabbering.

[ablazement]

Oh, come off it, you haven't even heard me go. [she says, grinning.] Friends have got to throw things at me to shut me up, sometimes.

I like a bit of blabber. And if you're curious, you can ask, it's not like it's a secret.

[mygod]

[ tilts head ]

You do not need to finish your sentence. But I am curious as to how it ends.

[ but they did say she could stop answering, so they will think for a long moment. for a bit, it seems like silence will be their answer, until finally— ]

It is a regret. Not a fear.

[mygod]

Yeah... sorry. I'm a researcher, so this kind of thing is interesting to me. Although my specialty is more on the ecological side than biological, but sometimes you gotta dabble!

[ They clear their throat after getting the okay. ]

So, um, what's going on there? The heart.

[ablazement]

[she waves off the first part because it's a conversation stopper, usually, but she might loop around back to it. she's actually sort of happy to get an answer, she wasn't expecting it.]

A regret, huh. You regret failing to save people? Specific ones, or just in general?

[ablazement]

Pesto, babe, one of my best friends is Gale. Trust me when I say I don't mind the research questions.

[this is really just an excuse to dunk on gale. she notes that, though.]

It's Infernal make. It runs really fucking hot, and it makes me strong as hell. Like a chainsaw, yeah? You rev it, and it goes. You rev my engine up and I take out swaths of demons like it's nothing.

[do chainsaws exist in bg3. they do now.]

[mygod]

[ damn... a taste of their own medicine... they frown for a moment because they're just soooooo curious before their expression evens out again ]

Specific ones.

I have succeeded in helping everyone that I set out to, except... [ a pause, as if trying to find the right word ]

My friends.

week 0, monday

[mygod]

[ She is getting SO pecked by birds. She's greeted by another pecking bird later, which flies faster and ahead of Death, who walks unevenly on a cane. ]

...You don't have many dining options.

[ablazement]

[karlach is not known for her ability to hide her emotions, so she just looks... sad? she looks sad at this.]

Aw, bud. [that would sound insincere from anybody else, but she means it in such a like, real way.] There's no way you can?

[mygod]

[ They do now! What's it going to do, release the There Are No Chainsaws patch? ]

I see! Nifty. Were you already strong before it though, or is it an entirely new addition?

[ablazement]

[i hate the word cunch thank you]

Yeah! But you see, that was my plan to get you out of your hidey hole all along, so mission successful. [lol

a beat.] Need any help?

[she shouldn't ask it's rude, but]

[ablazement]

[that's true larian isn't the boss of me]

I was pretty strong, but nothing like I am now. Or... was? I feel less that way while I've been here. On the plus side, I also have not burst into flames lately either.

[mygod]

I am merely keeping you on your toes.

[ anyway hi ]

I will hate it, yes, but I suppose I could use the brief break.

[mygod]

Mm, your abilities were stripped on purpose, mostly to stop any potential uprisings after they made the decision to keep you awake. The other option would have been to keep you asleep for two months.

[ So, things could have been more annoying. ]

Did the flames thing happen whenever you used the strength?