Culúrien

@culurien.bsky.social

mid-30s | she/her | designer & digital creator | mostly BG3 & WoW content | MDNI #VasaVerse | #Spellsmite | #Luminary culurien.carrd.co

Happy Birthday, Baldur’s Gate 3! Never did I think you would impact my life as much as you did & I’ll be forever grateful for all of the love & soul put into this game. Vasa truly found a second family & this version of her story is one I’ll treasure always. ────── ✦ ────── #vasa | #bg3vp

Vasa sits on a shrine to her god, Helm.

You find a wagon parked in a pumpkin patch, thick with rolling fog on a chilly, autumn morning. 🍁🎃 Vasa & Gale seem to have stowed themselves away, looking for a private moment just for the two of them. (I’m sick of this summer heat.) ────── ✦ ────── #vasa | #galedekarios | #spellsmite | #bg3vp

I’ve been wanting to give surprise/skeb renders a try, so I’m running a quick giveaway to test it out (and to celebrate 1.3k followers!) 🥰 Details are below, and please check out the full terms about the prize in the replies! One winner will be selected on July 6th! Good luck! 💚 #bg3 #bg3fanart

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Recently started playing FFXIV with my husband + friends. I’m having so much fun! As always, I’ve made Vasa as best I could. Still trying to figure out the GPose system but I’m told AFKing in Limsa is the true endgame, so here we go. ────── ✦ ────── #vasa | #vasaverse | #ffxiv | #gposers

Vasa as a Hyur Paladin in FFXIV

Part 5 of my contributions to the Baldur’s Eyes VP zine (@bg3vpzine.bsky.social). Vasa is trapped in her mind, Ansur’s possession invoking memories of her suffering when possessed by Cyric. While mid-panic, Gale’s magic reaches out to her. See alt text for more. ────── ✦ ────── #vasa | #bg3vp

“Do I hear…chirping?” The high trills beckoned to Vasa within the darker recesses of her mind. One would not call it wise for her to seek safety here. But how could the so-called ‘wise’ know this was the only refuge she had before, well, everything? Back when her body wasn’t her own and a manic voice rang constantly in her mind. The strange noises chimed again. “No, dearie, there are no sweet things here.” Startled, she turns around but finds nothing but the barren void stretching well beyond her sight. The chirping grew louder, almost deafening, as a crack of static charge threaded itself into view, reaching out as if a helping hand. “Gale?”