I could be the camp floozy. But I would be charging. I’m afraid you haven’t got enough points for my first romantic event.
Adeleine Dauvair
@drowdoyoudo.bsky.social
take my hand, we’ll disappear. #bg3rp #dndrp || tav || drow bard || mun: Emma. Please only follow me if you’re over 21. Thanks! I will probably make nsfw jokes!
[Sitting back in the tavern, nursing her wine. She’s people watching. Looking for inspiration.]
Astarion may take his night cap upon me but I require a favour in return. Many MANY MANY CHOCOLATES.
What do you call a bard with no clothes on? Me. On my bedroll.
[Soothing her baby. Which is hard when people are arguing at camp. Sigh.]
YOU’RE LISTENING TO SISYPHUS FM, THE HOME OF NON-STOP ROCK
@mystrasfool.bsky.social Come on, handsome. Come stare at people with me.
Well if anyone wants enlightening conversation about …. Shoes?
Going without a plus one is a bit loser behaviour but that’s fine. I suppose as long as no one is scared of a SCARY Drow.
you: why is your hair wet me: my baby likes putting my hair in his mouth idk.
[idly squeezing her own chest in thought. Good stimming. Yes.]
The Elder Brain. They could’ve been a little more creative I think. It’s just a fucking large brain!
Good afternoon! Apparently when you adventure and you’re a bard, they ask you to perform. No childcare either! Ugh!
[She sets up camp. Her son is dozing in his makeshift cot as she carefully puts her tent together. Travelling on her own was never a good idea but sometimes it has to be done.]
[Sits in a booth by herself at the local tavern. She looks dolled up. Eye shadow with red sparkles adorned her eyes. And of course no lack of cleavage.]