(Had some post game energy and I can’t say no to purple and gold themes, so I did a little something that was bouncing around in my head ^_^ So yes, some Art Fun)
You are a level 14 abjuration wizard with 142 hit points and are responsible for making sure the technology that keeps your floating city in the air works. You are secretly fucking with said technology so you can transport your floating city to other planes. You believe that gods are not special and have said so out loud. Your changeling ex husband is the face of the city’s news and he is insufferable but also you kept his last name and still actively wear perfume that smells like the flowers at your wedding. You also have accidentally almost oneshotted a man with a high level fireball. Every day Laerryn Coramar-Seelie wakes up.
I went to rewatch the IG story takeovers because hindsight can always be incredibly fun, and anyway I continue to be stupid for the Seelies.
When asked about his favorite PC, Sam says Loquatius has the strongest connection with Laerryn over anyone else at the table. When asked about how many NPCs she’ll be flirting with, Aabria says that she won’t be flirting with a single one.
It’s Quay’s “I love you” colliding with Laerryn’s “I won’t love another”. They loved each other but they didn’t know how to love each other or how to let the other know. And they’re both self-important arrogant mages in the twilight of the Age of Arcanum so they were never going to compromise on that front.
Their marriage imploded because they had such contrasting ways of showing their love that they convinced the other they didn’t love them enough, or at all.
