Faustine
@greathammersfall.bsky.social
“A greathammer is what they would call an ‘inelegant weapon.’ Is there such a thing as an elegant weapon?!”
Black Dragonborn fighter. Scalefriend or scalefoe?
(Penned by DigitalInkblot.bsky.social.
#FantasyRP #BG3RP #DNDRP
Black Dragonborn fighter. Scalefriend or scalefoe?
(Penned by DigitalInkblot.bsky.social.
#FantasyRP #BG3RP #DNDRP
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Faustine
@greathammersfall.bsky.social
· Sep 17
“Keep runnin’ your mouth, you’re giving me more time to get my hammer ready.”
• Dragonborn Fighter
• Greathammer enthusiast
• Large, in charge, and very angry
• MDNI: Violence, gore, language
• #DnDRP, #BG3RP, #FantasyRP
• Dragonborn Fighter
• Greathammer enthusiast
• Large, in charge, and very angry
• MDNI: Violence, gore, language
• #DnDRP, #BG3RP, #FantasyRP
🐲 !FLASH WARNING! 🐲
For her there was no home.
Nor did she want a home, a box where every place had a thing and every thing was in its place.
She felt nothing but hate for the home—house—she’d once had, and that gave her no reason at all to wish for a new one.
No. The tree, the field, the cave suited her fine.
Nor did she want a home, a box where every place had a thing and every thing was in its place.
She felt nothing but hate for the home—house—she’d once had, and that gave her no reason at all to wish for a new one.
No. The tree, the field, the cave suited her fine.
November 13, 2025 at 8:45 PM
For her there was no home.
Nor did she want a home, a box where every place had a thing and every thing was in its place.
She felt nothing but hate for the home—house—she’d once had, and that gave her no reason at all to wish for a new one.
No. The tree, the field, the cave suited her fine.
Nor did she want a home, a box where every place had a thing and every thing was in its place.
She felt nothing but hate for the home—house—she’d once had, and that gave her no reason at all to wish for a new one.
No. The tree, the field, the cave suited her fine.
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I serve no purpose but to ensure your end.
November 9, 2025 at 9:25 PM
I serve no purpose but to ensure your end.
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I crave your warmth.
November 8, 2025 at 1:48 PM
I crave your warmth.
“Drank too much. Started singing.
They’re never gonna let me live this down, are they?”
They’re never gonna let me live this down, are they?”
November 5, 2025 at 1:53 AM
“Drank too much. Started singing.
They’re never gonna let me live this down, are they?”
They’re never gonna let me live this down, are they?”
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Have you considered that I might like you? | Me? No! Why would you? What a terrible idea.
November 3, 2025 at 5:03 PM
Have you considered that I might like you? | Me? No! Why would you? What a terrible idea.
“Oh you ‘ave GOT to be fucking kidding me.”
November 1, 2025 at 10:06 PM
“Oh you ‘ave GOT to be fucking kidding me.”
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Can you forgive me for what I remained?
October 30, 2025 at 2:22 PM
Can you forgive me for what I remained?
“GRAAAAAAAAAHHH!!”
October 30, 2025 at 8:25 PM
“GRAAAAAAAAAHHH!!”
“GODSDAMNED FUCKING IDIOT, STOP DANCING!”
October 30, 2025 at 8:13 PM
“GODSDAMNED FUCKING IDIOT, STOP DANCING!”
“You IDIOT! You stupid, mouth-breathing, slack-jawed, shit-for-brains, tongue-wagging, thick-skulled, ass-headed, parental disappointment!
Could you be ANY fucking dumber?! Just standing near you is making my fucking head hurt! Have you ever had a single, solitary thought EVER pass through your fu…”
Could you be ANY fucking dumber?! Just standing near you is making my fucking head hurt! Have you ever had a single, solitary thought EVER pass through your fu…”
October 30, 2025 at 7:46 PM
“You IDIOT! You stupid, mouth-breathing, slack-jawed, shit-for-brains, tongue-wagging, thick-skulled, ass-headed, parental disappointment!
Could you be ANY fucking dumber?! Just standing near you is making my fucking head hurt! Have you ever had a single, solitary thought EVER pass through your fu…”
Could you be ANY fucking dumber?! Just standing near you is making my fucking head hurt! Have you ever had a single, solitary thought EVER pass through your fu…”
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You did not forge me through the pain. I chose to be better.
October 25, 2025 at 6:17 PM
You did not forge me through the pain. I chose to be better.
“When the day comes and I die on some lonely battlefield, know the wolves that eat my flesh will grow sick from the hate I carry for you.”
October 24, 2025 at 2:55 AM
“When the day comes and I die on some lonely battlefield, know the wolves that eat my flesh will grow sick from the hate I carry for you.”
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My past forged an armor I cannot take off no matter how many times you tell me the war is over.
October 13, 2025 at 11:46 AM
My past forged an armor I cannot take off no matter how many times you tell me the war is over.
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I cannot bury another friend.
October 4, 2025 at 5:08 PM
I cannot bury another friend.
Once again she had fallen asleep seated beside the camp’s fire, her form eerily still and upright as if part of her was still lucid and waiting for danger to visit her.
Disturb her at your peril.
Disturb her at your peril.
October 4, 2025 at 4:00 AM
Once again she had fallen asleep seated beside the camp’s fire, her form eerily still and upright as if part of her was still lucid and waiting for danger to visit her.
Disturb her at your peril.
Disturb her at your peril.
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Don't tell me to dig two graves on my quest for revenge; we're going to need way more graves than that when I'm done.
September 30, 2025 at 4:11 PM
Don't tell me to dig two graves on my quest for revenge; we're going to need way more graves than that when I'm done.
“What? You asked for my opinion, I gave it to you.”
September 21, 2025 at 1:54 PM
“What? You asked for my opinion, I gave it to you.”
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𝙇𝙚𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙚
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪
𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨...
#MVRP | #DnDRP | #FantasyRP
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪
𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨...
#MVRP | #DnDRP | #FantasyRP
September 10, 2025 at 2:45 AM
𝙇𝙚𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙚
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪
𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨...
#MVRP | #DnDRP | #FantasyRP
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪
𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨...
#MVRP | #DnDRP | #FantasyRP
🐲 !FLASH WARNING! 🐲
“Keep runnin’ your mouth, you’re giving me more time to get my hammer ready.”
• Dragonborn Fighter
• Greathammer enthusiast
• Large, in charge, and very angry
• MDNI: Violence, gore, language
• #DnDRP, #BG3RP, #FantasyRP
• Dragonborn Fighter
• Greathammer enthusiast
• Large, in charge, and very angry
• MDNI: Violence, gore, language
• #DnDRP, #BG3RP, #FantasyRP
September 17, 2025 at 3:25 PM
🐲 !FLASH WARNING! 🐲
“Keep runnin’ your mouth, you’re giving me more time to get my hammer ready.”
• Dragonborn Fighter
• Greathammer enthusiast
• Large, in charge, and very angry
• MDNI: Violence, gore, language
• #DnDRP, #BG3RP, #FantasyRP
• Dragonborn Fighter
• Greathammer enthusiast
• Large, in charge, and very angry
• MDNI: Violence, gore, language
• #DnDRP, #BG3RP, #FantasyRP
September 17, 2025 at 2:08 PM
“Keep runnin’ your mouth, you’re giving me more time to get my hammer ready.”
• Dragonborn Fighter
• Greathammer enthusiast
• Large, in charge, and very angry
• MDNI: Violence, gore, language
• #DnDRP, #BG3RP, #FantasyRP
• Dragonborn Fighter
• Greathammer enthusiast
• Large, in charge, and very angry
• MDNI: Violence, gore, language
• #DnDRP, #BG3RP, #FantasyRP
Reposted by Faustine
Wren was, perhaps, the greatest gift she could have offered Faustine. A devout priest of a god-no-longer, and a stalwart ally that had healed from physical wounds and could perhaps help Faustine from wounds far less physical.
September 15, 2025 at 12:15 AM
Wren was, perhaps, the greatest gift she could have offered Faustine. A devout priest of a god-no-longer, and a stalwart ally that had healed from physical wounds and could perhaps help Faustine from wounds far less physical.
The small hours of the night were when the weight lay heaviest on her shoulders.
The weight of guilt for old deeds never to be undone, the hatred for those she had once called brother and sister.
The weight of wanting to feel none of it anymore, to be relieved of those burdens.
The weight of guilt for old deeds never to be undone, the hatred for those she had once called brother and sister.
The weight of wanting to feel none of it anymore, to be relieved of those burdens.
September 14, 2025 at 5:10 PM
The small hours of the night were when the weight lay heaviest on her shoulders.
The weight of guilt for old deeds never to be undone, the hatred for those she had once called brother and sister.
The weight of wanting to feel none of it anymore, to be relieved of those burdens.
The weight of guilt for old deeds never to be undone, the hatred for those she had once called brother and sister.
The weight of wanting to feel none of it anymore, to be relieved of those burdens.
“Oh! Whatcha doing down there in the dust? Could it be you challenged someone way bigger than you to a fight? Stay down or I’ll put you back down.”
September 14, 2025 at 4:53 PM
“Oh! Whatcha doing down there in the dust? Could it be you challenged someone way bigger than you to a fight? Stay down or I’ll put you back down.”
There were times with the others when she stood tall, her back as straight as a post, chin held high, eyes bright with fiery strength that came from somewhere deep within. In her voice, authority. In her deeds, strength.
Then that would all pass, the light fade. What was left was cold and angry.
Then that would all pass, the light fade. What was left was cold and angry.
September 14, 2025 at 2:14 AM
There were times with the others when she stood tall, her back as straight as a post, chin held high, eyes bright with fiery strength that came from somewhere deep within. In her voice, authority. In her deeds, strength.
Then that would all pass, the light fade. What was left was cold and angry.
Then that would all pass, the light fade. What was left was cold and angry.
Faustine gnawed on a hunk of jerky that had been overcooked, over-salted, and over-dried.
“What does it take to get some decent grub around here?”
“What does it take to get some decent grub around here?”
September 10, 2025 at 2:18 AM
Faustine gnawed on a hunk of jerky that had been overcooked, over-salted, and over-dried.
“What does it take to get some decent grub around here?”
“What does it take to get some decent grub around here?”