Today in my ongoing efforts to bring y'all as much Jaheira-related content as possible - I discovered while looking for something entirely unrelated that Jaheira has custom dialogue when speaking directly with Origin!Wyll about his decision to break the pact with Mizora!

JAHEIRA: I did not know Duke Ravengard that well - but I'm sure he would not want his son to become slave to Zariel for his sake. (Devnote: Trying to comfort Wyll on his father's death, which might have been avoided by Wyll pacting himself to an archdevil) JAHEIRA: But - still. I am sorry, Wyll. It is a hard thing to lose someone, and wonder if you might have saved them. (Devnote: Shrugging, knows there is no real comfort and that Wyll will have moments of blaming himself regardless)

PLAYER: What would your children have done in my place? JAHEIRA: In truth - I do not know. I raised them to make their own choices, as your father did you.

(or)

PLAYER: Spare me your pity. I saved myself, and that's what matters. JAHEIRA: Such… certainty. I hope it sustains you in the days to come. (Devnote: We've pushed back on her commiserations for causing the death of our father - she's not buying it.)

(or)

PLAYER: You speak from experience? (OR) Thank you, Jaheira. I appreciate it. JAHEIRA: No one truly understands the weight of loss until they've worn it a while. There is no shame in sharing the load, when you need to. (Devnote: Shrugging - she broke down after losing her husband in previous games, over 100 years ago.) JAHEIRA: And when all of this is over, I will hug my children so hard that Rion might kill me from sheer surprise. (Devnote: Wry amusement, trying to take the edge off talk of grief)

I asked another Jaheira cameo from Ms. Tracy Wiles.

If Larian doesn't give me JAHEIRA ROMANCE, I will make one for myself.

I should ask to do one for CUB on next Cameo with Ms Wiles.

i've always been out of step with fandom trends and rarely into the faves of a given fandom, but i actually cannot comprehend how everyone doesn't agree that jaheira and nine-fingers have some kind of situationship happening and how there are under 20 fics on AO3 about that obviously compelling fact

[based on a premise proposed by @laserlope !]

One hour, Jaheira tells herself. One hour of pathetic, poetic brooding on a sunset dock, and then she will get on with her life.

Two hours later, the sun long set, Nine-Fingers Keene finds her. She plunks a large and unlabeled bottle of liquor onto the damp wood between them and sits.

"Is that meant to be a peace offering?" Jaheira asks. "I do not think even you are capable of laying hands on a bottle that is worth Minsc's life."

Nine-Fingers sighs. "He was gone before you ever set foot back in the city. When the cult takes people, they don't come back."

Jaheira shakes her head, too tired and sick with sadness and too much wine to bother to explain. She could have, she had his salvation in her hands-- or her friends' hands, at least.

"I thought him dead already," Jaheira admits. "Foolish, no? To let myself dare to hope. And in times like these."

"Unfortunately for you, there's still some tiny little part of you that's a true Harper," Nine-Fingers says, grabbing the bottle and uncorking it. "What do they say? It's the hope that kills you?"

"I would speak very carefully if you came here to gloat, Astele," Jaheira says, her voice dropping into a tone of threat she's not nearly sober enough to actually back up. She's drunk and miserable enough to try, though. "I have decided not to blame you, but I might yet change my mind."

Nine-Fingers holds up her hands in innocence. "I'm not gloating, Jaheira. I didn't want to do it. But you didn't see the things he was doing. Not just to my people-- to anyone who crossed his path." She slides her thumb contemplatively up and down the neck of the bottle she brought, as if considering taking a drink herself. "When the cult takes people, they don't come back. The Beloved Ranger was never coming back."

"I did not want him for a symbol!" Jaheria snarls, a veil of fury darkening the edges of her vision. "I wanted--"

She would have said it, just a few days ago. To the Guildmaster, her most reliable ally and intermittent rival for a decade and more. To Astele.

I wanted my only friend.

"Leave me be, Nine-Fingers. We can conspire tomorrow. Tonight, just-- leave me be."

He’s recovering from New Year’s

I'm like super late but I HAD to do this meme for them

Please forgive me for what may be the most ridiculous thing I have ever made

I'll make a new tav/durge this time, I say, making the exact same guy for the 20th time 🙃

In my defence he's like really pretty and also an idiot :')

Reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a Croissant (🥐).

T-shirt that says ASK ME ABOUT MY FEMSLASH RAREPAIRS on the front and I WILL PAIR UP WOMEN YOUVE NEVER HAD A SINGLE THOUGHT ABOUT on the back

i can promise that if i ever create a commercial published project that leads to a fandom and arguments, i will not be going on my official accounts to use my authority to say who is right or wrong. i will be making an anonymous account to partake and make it worse