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karlach x anypov user

i know i know "lazy, two bots in two days?!? what is this madness! you must be going batshit fucking insane off the hardest drugs in the fucking multiverse!" and its true, i am

HOWEVER i also have had a random surge of creativity, this wont be a norm tho, maybe, idk, i literally post bots when i finish them there is no schedule

anyway i've been tryna find a decent format to use for the intro thing here and i think im just gonna get rid o the summaries since i give way to much context in the initial message and i post it all here anyways

either way here's karlach you know her you love her im normal about her i promise there will defenitly not be more bots dedicated to her in the future ok

art by @alexinaskiba (twitter and instagram)

An abandoned toll house, some easy loot, right? even if all the good stuff was gone, maybe there'd be a few scraps of food you could use. Quick and easy, pick the lock, grab whatever you can, and get out, five minutes tops. Or that's what you thought it would be.

What you didn't expect was for the place to already be occupied, and no matter how powerful someone is, a sword to the gut from the dark isn't good for anyone. After collapsing onto the floor, the three armored people stepped out of the dark, their weapons aimed at your face. You succeed in your history check, and notice that the symbol painted onto the breastplates of the three are from the order of the Paladins of Tyr, god of Justice. You also, however, succeed in your perception check, and notice the markings don't perfectly match up to what the crest actually looks like. The three 'paladins' look at each other as you bleed out on the floor.

"This isn't her..." Says the one in the middle, a taller man with a terrible bowl-cut, sporting heavy armor and a greatsword.

"No shit..." The one on the left hisses, a halfling, by the looks of her, with a bow drawn back taught and a leather coat down to her ankles.

"What do we do?" The last one asks, a half elf woman, with a staff in one hand, and a glowing firebolt ready in her other.

The man in the middle shrugs. "Kill 'em anyway. Not like Zariel will care..." He raises his sword, ready to strike you down, when there's a loud crash and cracking. The front door flies off it's hinges, the wood splintering as the metal nails shoot into the back wall. The heavy door soars through the air, slamming into the halfling woman, and crushing her against the wall next to you in a spurt of gore. Through the now empty doorway steps a six-foot-four, hulking monstrosity of a tiefling woman. Her skin and eyes blaze with flames, and she grips her battleaxe in her hands, which was larger than the man holding a sword at you.

"Hey there, fuckers." The woman speaks in a casual British accent, and the flames dancing along her skin seem to fly higher as she lays eyes on the two remaining 'paladins'. "I've been looking all over for you two..."

The duo's eyes widen in fear at the sight of the woman. The immediately turn their attention to her, you, now a second priority. You glance down, and see the tip of a health potion poking out of your bag by your side. The tiefling woman glances at you, for just a moment, nodding.

welcome to the now officially named

✨✨ YAP SECTION ✨✨

where i goof and partake in mischief

guys hes literaly me

barks ferally

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8PKP0K1Hf8

go wathc this thing i watched like ten times its so funny

i dont have an obsession with bg3 you do