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Sara | Lady Keene's Librarian
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34 | Nine-Fingers Keene lover and local gnome enthusiast | also permanently suffering from grumpy wizard brainrot | profile pic ©wepepe_draws

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Sara | Lady Keene's Librarian @alderaandor.bsky.social · Jul 11
Making a little ✨ intro post ✨ for myself

+ I'm Sara (they/she)
+ Rolan and Nine-Fingers Keene fight for control of my brain on a daily basis
+ My main OCs are Es (Rolan kisser) and Quentin (Barcus kisser)
+ I really really love gnomes (please show me your gnome Tavs/Durges 🙏)
alderaandor.bsky.social
#TavQotD

Saving Duke Ravengard was something Es chose to do extremely reluctantly, and only because she didn't want Wyll to suffer the grief of losing a parent. She doesn't ~hate~ Ravengard, but she doesn't like him, either, and the feeling is very much mutual (1/7)
November 12, 2025 at 7:15 AM
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shewolfofvilnius.bsky.social
Tavaria Azadi, the Dark Urge - and her main squish and grump wizard Rolan will always be my #1 couple and favorite OC and ship, and the one my heart always comes back to. #bg3 #baldursgate3
November 10, 2025 at 9:47 AM
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samseon.bsky.social
ㅠㅠ 강제가좍의 불편한 가좍사진
November 12, 2025 at 4:20 AM
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point-maitimo.bsky.social
My cozy piece for Dragon Age: Origins Zine! Drawn by a fan for fans ❤️

#Sten #Zevran #Alistair #Leliana #Wynne #DragonAge #DragonAgeOrigins
November 12, 2025 at 3:45 AM
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helynedekarios.bsky.social
I'm late for the first day, but I wrote a little Rolan x Anna for #BG3firstsweek Day 1: First Kiss

Full ficlet can be found here:

archiveofourown.org/works/74070271

VP by @bl00dless.bsky.social

#sacredthunder #rolan #lorieanna
November 12, 2025 at 3:25 AM
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smooti.bsky.social
Day 2 of #BG3FirstsWeek, this one is... not as happy as yesterdays! It's an argument between Tanis and Lorroakan back when they were still together.

TW for partner violence, verbal abuse, implied other abuse
An Engagement - smooti - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
archiveofourown.org
November 12, 2025 at 1:55 AM
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fylimar.bsky.social
Lavis father is baker and she learned something from him, even if she never makes a fuss about it. But if people are sad and words don't help right now, they find elicious baked goods on their doorsteps. But Lavi is a good listener too.
November 11, 2025 at 7:56 PM
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rdekarios.bsky.social
Another last minute #bg3firstsweek entry!

Seraphina's very first physical battle is the imp fight with Lae'zel on the Nautiloid.

And no... I'm afraid the poor girl does not achieve a "you prove surprisingly adequate in battle" assessment from Lae'zel 😂

#bg3tav #bg3fanfic #bg3 #baldursgate3
November 12, 2025 at 12:05 AM
alderaandor.bsky.social
#TavQotD #Tavember
Day 11: Dream

Es dreams of home, literally & metaphorically: a version of the Gate that exists only in her mind, where her parents are still alive, the future is limitless, & she's happy, really happy, not just pretending to be. She wants to go back there more than anything (1/4)
Es the Gnome and the Dream Guardian (disguised as Nine-Fingers Keene) standing on a rooftop in the Lower City; the scenery is very hazy and ethereal, as if seen in a dream (because it is)
November 12, 2025 at 12:39 AM
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sp4rr0wsw3nch.bsky.social
#tavqotd Rav gets the "normal" nightmares (like her teeth falling out or mouth stuck closed with taffy). The easiest way for her to fall back asleep is to cling on to her chilly snuggle bug and smooch his shoulders and back until she drifts off.

Pose by @rdekarios.bsky.social 🥹

#RavioliTheBard
Ravioli and Astarion are napping on a camping mattress in a tent. Astarion is lying on his side facing away and Ravioli is snuggled up behind him in the "big spoon" spot. She is kissing his bare shoulder/arm.
November 11, 2025 at 5:42 PM
alderaandor.bsky.social
My piece for Day 2 of #BG3FirstsWeek; the theme of the day was "first fight/conflict", but I tweaked it to be the first time Nine-Fingers killed someone

TW: attempted SA of a minor

#bg3 #bg3fic #ninefingerskeene

archiveofourown.org/works/74055251
November 11, 2025 at 11:54 PM
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reflectingstars.bsky.social
One day late, day one drabble for, #BG3FirstsWeek, specifically 'First Kiss.' 845 words, no chapter warnings (collection is rated explicit).

“𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛, 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠… 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 ℎ𝑖𝑚?”

“𝑌𝑒𝑎ℎ.”

- archiveofourown.org/works/630011...
TEXT: 'Chapter 3: Your First Kiss' (No warnings, mentions of alcohol). NOTES: For #BG3FIrstsWeek, specifically 'First Kiss.' Thomas recalls his first kiss during a pleasant wine-fuelled conversation, and Gale's imagination is captured in turn. PREVIEW: “You expecting some kind of amusing story?” Thomas actually laughed as he said it, and he had so rarely done so since they’d met that Gale knew that the rather lucky vintage of wine they’d found had sunk deep into his companion’s blood. Especially considering the topic, one that every other member of their eclectic party had either avoided giving a proper answer to earlier or turned pink in the cheeks as they did. “Not necessarily amusing,” Gale said softly, gaze wandering over Thomas’s messy red hair. “Just… a story! Mine was hardly engaging itself.” “Eh, I dunno, the way you told it made it feel like a bit of an epic,” Tom replied. “Mine was just... spur of the moment. I was a young lad, nearly adult, and he was the same. Bit shorter than me but a little bit older, charming smile, smart mouth. Hadn’t thought much of him for a long, long while, we’d even had a scrap or two.”
November 11, 2025 at 8:34 PM
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gemma-babbler.com
Another snippet from my Honors Project story

Eleri speaks about being marked a slave and what she asked in return. A slave who made demands, how curious.

There is much editing to be done please be gentle.
Most slaves wore a plaque, or they were branded. I wore a bracelet high on my forearm. It is the shape of a snape, made of beaten gold with glimmering glass eyes a darker green than my own. He said I earned it with my behavior, but that chide was delivered on a laugh. There were words I cannot read on the inside edge. He said they just declared me his and not to worry about them. I told him I would wear no such mark if he did not wear one in return. He laughed, heartily. I remember that I waited out the laughter until he realized I was serious. When he silenced I took the twisted band of metal my father had made me long ago from my bicep. I put it on his wrist. He paled as he looked at it. Something in him shifted but what it was I couldn't place. He touched the metal and considered it for a long time, then nodded to me and left me there alone. He has never taken it off and we have never spoken of it again.
November 11, 2025 at 8:11 PM
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arxiel.bsky.social
Your new Archwizard from Baldur's Gate is waiting for you to have a drink with him. 🍷✨

I needed to do this trend tights with Rolan. (´ ∀ ` *)
we need more men in lace

#holyrolanempire #bg3rolan #bg3 #baldursgate3rolan #Rolan #baldursgate3
November 11, 2025 at 8:09 PM
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karpowskaja.bsky.social
For day one of
@whirlinginroses.bsky.social 's #BG3FirstsWeek

I wrote about Lune's & Rolan's first kiss and I finished it just on time (its already 11pm 🙃).

-> archiveofourown.org/works/73673851

#Lune #Rolan #bg3 #bg3oc
November 10, 2025 at 9:33 PM
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silsolofsos.bsky.social
(재업) 백배로
#bg3 #tav
November 11, 2025 at 3:26 AM
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redroomroaving.bsky.social
For day one of @whirlinginroses.bsky.social 's #BG3FirstsWeek

Augustine and Dolly's first kiss.
🌹🦋✨
#augustinetet #dollybard #myocs #bg3events
November 10, 2025 at 6:51 PM
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gemma-babbler.com
#BG3FirstsWeek

Here's Halsin and Cella's first kiss!

The full piece can be read here. There's a chapter before it, Too Many Beds, but both are fine on their own. It's pretty stand alone episodic, the Halsin and Cella stuff, but nice altogether as well.

gemma-babbler.com/2024/12/11/h...
"You don't have to do all of this," she told him. He smiled patiently as he shook his head. "As you've said, a lot. I will keep doing it though. It's what you need." "I don't need anything." "Ah, my dear heart. You do. Moreover, you deserve it. And we will spoil our friends too when they return but maybe not quite so... intimately," he noted with a chuckle. She let him go enough that she could stand on tip toe as his hands found her elbows. He helped lift her just enough that she could kiss his cheek. His smile softened as he looked down at her, and, with the shyness of a boy faced with his first love, he pressed a light kiss to her lips. It was brief, a query as much as a statement. When he found himself answered with a smile his heart surged and he bent to kiss her again, far more thoroughly before he swept her into his arms. "Come my life, let's eat before this gets cold."
November 10, 2025 at 9:48 PM
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smooti.bsky.social
I'm being a big brave kid and actually sharing something I wrote for #BG3FirstsWeek, Day 1, First Kiss

Which I decided to be about Minsc and Tanis's first kiss rather than Tanis's first ever, as I've had this rattling around in my brain for forever.

#bg3 #bg3events
Finding the Words - smooti - Baldur's Gate (Video Games) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
archiveofourown.org
November 10, 2025 at 8:59 PM
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fylimar.bsky.social
Lavi uses hand crossbows, pistols and bombs. Plus the occasional fireball, because everyone loves a well placed fireball ... apart from the poor sods that get them in the face.
She is nice enough to warn her friends 'Out of the way ... NOW!' They know to listen to that.
November 10, 2025 at 8:46 PM
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hellothisisangle.bsky.social
the rizzard
A past young version of Gale Dekarios from bg3 and a present version
November 10, 2025 at 7:29 PM
alderaandor.bsky.social
For Day 1 of #BG3FirstsWeek hosted by @whirlinginroses.bsky.social , here's Rolan's first kiss, an excerpt from "Magic Comes from Pain" Ch. 5. This is an older piece and was actually my first time ever writing characters kissing lol.

#bg3fic #rolan

archiveofourown.org/works/511202...
Lia rolls her eyes melodramatically. “Ugh, gods, Rolan, you’re such a priss sometimes. I’m just daring you to give one person a little peck on the lips, not take them home and ravish them. I was even going to be helpful and point you in the direction of someone who I think would be very willing to kiss you, but since you’re being such a big baby about it you might as well just forfeit and buy me another round. Barkeep! ” Rolan covers her mouth with his hand to keep her from ordering anything else. “What do you mean, you think there’s someone who’d be willing to—you weren’t going to send me over to a prostitute, were you?” Lia huffs in outrage and starts to argue, her voice muffled by his hand. “MMphh MMMPH mphf!” Rolan uncovers her mouth. “They’re not a prostitute, you moron, there’s a cleric over there that’s been eyeing you ALL NIGHT, and I just thought I’d help move things along for you by daring you to kiss them because otherwise you’re going to be rotting alone until you’re a sad, shriveled old man, but if you want to be a miserable wrinkly hermit for the rest of your life then be my gues–MFPPH!!!” He silences her again, suddenly terror-stricken that whoever she’s talking about (in addition to everyone else in the tavern) has heard her. Trying to maintain as much of his dignity and calm as possible, Rolan casually leans back on his stool, glancing sideways in the direction Lia had been gesticulating towards, and— Zurgan, they’re looking right at him. He snaps his eyes forward, hoping they didn’t spot him sneaking a glance. From the brief glimpse of them Rolan was able to catch, they at least do seem to be an actual cleric and not a prostitute (he wouldn’t have put it past Lia to lie about that as a prank). They also are…fairly attractive? In the split second before he looked away, he was able to make out a head of reddish-brown ringlets, green eyes, and a mouth quirked up in an inviting smile. An invitation…to me? A fluttery feeling floats up his tail and sp… “Would you please hush,” Rolan snaps irritably. Half of him wonders exactly how his sister is so knowledgeable about things like come hither eyes when he’s the one who’s supposed to be older and more worldly. The other half of him has begun to think that the prospect of kissing the pretty cleric isn’t entirely appalling. It’s irksome to admit, but Lia’s right—he’s never kissed anyone, or for that matter, had so much as a crush. The years he’s given to the single-minded pursuit of his dream haven’t left him much time for romantic entanglements (or even just friendships). Although there have been a few times when a girl with fetching dimples or a boy with a charming laugh turned his head, he’s never given much thought to being with anyone, even just for a moment of pleasure. If the person across the room is really interested in him—and Rolan thinks they might be—what’s the harm in a little kiss? Before his brain has a chance to reconsider this, Rolan knocks back a large gulp of wine for courage and forces his feet to carry him to where the cleric is sitting (Lia mock-whispers “you’ve got this Rolan!” as he stands up). Up close, Rolan can see they’re not just fairly attractive , but legitimately stunning. Their russet curls accentuate the soft brown of their skin and frame a sharp, clever face; their eyes are the greenest he’s ever seen, a deep color that reminds him of uncut emeralds. They grin up at Rolan as he draws nearer and he thinks he might dissolve into the floor. This was a horrible idea I’m going to murder Lia I cannot do this. “Want to sit down?” the cleric offers, affably scooting over on their bench to make room for him. Rolan stiffly obliges, willing every muscle in his body to be as still as possible and not betray the fact that his heart seems to have relocated itself to somewhere in his throat. “I’m Kells, cleric of Tymora, at your service.” He nervously shakes Kells’ proffered hand. “I’m…Rolan. Wizard.” Oh how eloquent, Rolan, you’ve certainly sh… “Well Rolan, Wizard, do you live here?” For a split second of inane stupidity, Rolan thinks they’re asking if he lives in the tavern , but fortunately catches himself in time. “Yes. I do. I mean. I’m from Elturel, yes.” What else should he say? “And…you?” “Nope! I’m from Baldur’s Gate. I’m on a pilgrimage to see the Companion and your shrine to Tymora.” Rolan cycles through what he knows about Tymora for a possible topic of conversation. “You must be very…lucky.” He instantly cringes at his banality. I probably sound like a halfwit. Kells laughs, but it’s not a mocking or disbelieving snicker; it sounds like the bright tinkle of bells on a crisp winter’s morning, and Rolan’s stomach does a backflip. “You could say that! Though I think my luck’s gotten even better since someone handsome like you decided to come sit with me. I’ve been trying to get your attention for hours.” There is far too much shocking information in this sentence for Rolan to process. Handsome? Who, him ? They’ve been trying to get his attention? Has Lia put Kells up to this? He scowls over at his sister, who just flashes him two thumbs up in response. “I…see.” “Also, I couldn’t help but overhear what you and your sister were talking about.” Rolan’s heart sinks. This will be when Kells tells him to shove off—or worse, says something like ‘I’m flattered but not interested.’ “I don't mind helping you win your dare." That’s…not the answer he was expecting. "You really don't need to. Lia's just drunk, I wouldn't take her to heart." "No no, I think she's sweet! You can tell how much she cares about you, to try and set you up with me. And it's not like I won't benefit from this little…exchange." Kells saucily raises an eyebrow and smirks. "I'm not going to pay you to kiss me if that's what you're asking!" The humiliating indignity of this entire exchange is straining Rolan's tolerance. Kells bursts into laughter. "What?! Oh gods , no, that's not what I meant at all! I just meant that it’d be a sort of…mutually agreeable thing for both of us: you’d beat your sister’s dare and get to have your first kiss, and I’d get to kiss the prettiest tiefling here.” Rolan’s face burns up so much he could swear he’s on fire. “I-– It’s not my first kiss!” Kells raises an eyebrow. “I mean—I’ve kissed many people before, just not strangers in taverns, I’m not that kind of person!” He’s sure they’re going to call him out on his obvious lie, but instead Kels just smiles kindly at him and laces their fingers with his. Their hand is warm and soft and fits perfectly locked with his own. “Well, then that makes this easier, doesn’t it? Since I’m just a stranger in a tavern there’s no pressure to make it perfect. If it’s bad kiss it doesn’t matter, because after tonight we’ll never see each other again. And if it’s a good kiss, well,” they lower their voice in a way that makes Rolan shiver, “it’ll be a good memory for both of us.” Try as he might, Rolan can’t find any flaw in this logic. He’s weary of trying to persuade himself that he doesn’t want this, that he’s not curious to find out what Kells’ lips would feel like pressed against his. There’s no expectation on him to make this storybook-perfect; the only thing he has to do is lean in and close the space between them. So he does. Unfortunately Rolan’s eagerness has completely ruined his depth perception. His horns smack straight into Kells’ forehead before their lips can even get close enough to touch; they flinches in pain. Rolan immediately draws back, apologies spilling out of his mouth like water. “Zurgan, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to, are you hurt? I’m sorry, let’s just forget about this and—”
November 10, 2025 at 8:17 PM
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synnevp.bsky.social
𝐒𝐡𝐡.. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ☝🏻

#Thunderforge #rolan #dammon
#rolanxdammon #dammonxrolan
#dammonbg3 #bg3dammon
#rolanbg3 #bg3Rolan
#baldursgate #baldursgate3 #bg3 #bg3vp #bg3virtualphotography #virtualphotography
November 10, 2025 at 7:18 PM
alderaandor.bsky.social
#TavQotD

Es is a cup of builder's brew: strong black tea (whatever the Faerunian equivalent of Yorkshire Gold is), milk, no sugar on a good day, three heaping spoonfuls on a bad one

Not at all fancy but definitely fortifying
November 10, 2025 at 5:51 PM
alderaandor.bsky.social
#TavQotD #Tavember

Day 10: Fighting Style

'Bold and unpredictable' is Es' fighting style in a nutshell. As befits someone who dresses like a pirate was given free rein at a jumble sale, she's light on her feet and excels at hand to hand swordfighting, especially in close quarters (1/3)
November 10, 2025 at 4:51 PM