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// Mun here! Well... Laetitia's come a looong way from her OG appearance. All the way back in Dec of 2022. Purchased straight from the OG Artist as an Adopt. Also her Lvl 10/12 outfit redesign

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It's been a slow day, so Karlach took up work in town to chop wood for fires and such. She's already felled quite a few trees so far, enough to keep all the fireplaces stocked for a few days, but she's in it for the full day. Might as well... unless something can cure her boredom.

Name: πŽπƒπ˜π’π’π„π”π’ Age: π…πŽπ”π‘π“π˜ π…πˆπ•π„ (Estimation since he was 20-something in the trojan war and we know there’s a timespan of 20 years before he makes it back thanks to Telemachus) Race/Ethnicity: π†π‘π„π„πŠ π‹πžπ°π 𝐈𝐧 πƒπŒπ¬

Too many memories tonight. She's sitting on a tree stump, watching the flames dance in front of her as she takes a swig of something. Not to forget, but to remember why she's even here.

It's been... a long day for the Tiefling. Most everyone in camp has something to do for the holidays, but all Karlach's had was a few nice gifts. Everyone else seemed busy, and she hardly knew anyone outside of Baldur's Gate. At least she's still alive, right?

"Just a Half-Dragon, working for The Deity of Chaos.~" Mekuru Noroxius Pact of the Fiend Warlock.

πŸ”₯I'm in LA to check out Little Tokyo again and for the Wicked musical! I'm a happi.n😊

πŸ”ͺ(18+) Strong Language, Sexual content, Blood and some gore. πŸ”ͺCrossover,Multiverse,OC friendly mune and muse πŸ”ͺShips with chemistry πŸ”ͺDMs are open for discussions and RPs πŸ”ͺSerious and mostly crack rps πŸ”ͺDon’t take the jokes and memes seriously. πŸ”ͺHe is everywhere!!

"Features?" she'd ask, but quickly wave the notion away. "All that matters is what's in your heart, love. Besides, I call everyone in the camp my friends, despite their 'features.'" she joked. +

"If you could swipe an entire greataxe off of my back, I'd have half a mind to let you keep it." she mused, taking another swig. "A broken hand, sure, but a greataxe from Avernus as a trade." Her fiery eyes glanced up at the late evening sky, flexing her arms a bit to test the bandages. +

Finally made it to Baldur's Gate! Time to look up some old friends, grab a few beers at the Blushing Mermaid and relax for once. Karlach deserves at least one night without chopping some heads.

Hmm. Perhaps she should switch to the Monk class for a bit, see how hard her punches can hit with the flame of her engine behind it. ...Also she wants to make the fighting noises.

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SpeedWaggin You know you cooked on a character when you played BG3 until 5am lol. I'm having fun with an Honor Mode Durge run so far. Nearly died to some gnolls tho.

"Seems like your luck's finally turning around, Andrea." she chimed, finishing up with the wood until it teetered slightly on the small wagon. "Instead of mushrooms and bandits, you found yourself a new friend... If you'd like to be friends, that is." +

SpeedWaggin Had a blast with D&D today. Things got a touch squirrelly in the end, because the Rogue/Warlock decided to dig through the powdered remains of an NPC's mother we had to fight. +

She didn't discriminate, but as the Battalion matched forward to the sound of drums, it was clear the Tiefling was on edge. She had been through enough shit as of late, taking a long drag of her cigar before tossing it into the dirt and stamping the embers with the heel of her boot. +

She... wasn't sure what to make of the sounds. The drum beat, paired with the sound of pain made her feel on edge, especially after the encounter with that skull being some nights ago. Still, she dragged on her cigar, waiting for whatever may come out of the shadows of the night, watching intently.

It's about that time. 🎨notfate221