Divinity Original Sin 2 - Blog Posts
Ifan: "Well, we should have a spare potion, let me get that for ya...it should be somewhere 'round 'ere..." *instead of a potion, in the camp inventory he discovers a chest full of body parts. like wtf.*
Ifan: "..."
"Rivil..."
The culprit in question, innocently, chewing on an arm: "What? :-]"
-- just their usual camp shenanigans. rivil is always tempted to absorb as many memories as he can (read: eat various body parts collected during their journey) Ifan naturally came to accept this (as it is just an elvish custom) but nonetheless finds it jarring sometimes. Rivil it's time to stop!
Rivil, the cheeky rouge.
Rivil never wanted the power. He simply wanted to be free. For as long as he can remember his only wish in life was to have fun and do as he wishes. Becoming a Godwoken now? Not on his list. Alas, here we are. He leads a group of other Sourceres and is meant to become The God King?? Nuh uh. He doesn’t like that one bit. That's a heavy burden to pick up, a huge responsibility. He can’t possibly be deciding the fate of thousands of beings. He thinks about it too much. He doesn't like when overthinking gets to him. No, it’s time to drown his worries in another bottle of fine wine, another round of card game. He will worry later.
Rivil is an elf. He fled the elven forests long before the Deathfog arrived. He didn’t feel welcome in the community. Never blindly believed Mother and the Ancestors. So he moved to the city and blended in the crowd. Mostly…sketchy fellows. He got to know the underground groups of thieves, assassins and others doing dirty work. Throughout the years, hiding in the shadows he observed the city. Elves aren’t really welcome there though. Flesheaters, they say. Well it’s true. Curiosity always takes better of Rivil where there is a fresh corpse nearby, offering up their memories to take. Who’s he to refuse some gossip?
Rivil is my player character from Divinity 2.
my babies are finally going home.... and now I only wish I could play divinity for the first time again
Maybe I CAN fix the endings...
Local woman goes nuts for mermay. Dies to her own creation.
So this is my godwoken Mirlow. He’s a sassy former priest dealing with a world ending faith crisis. Then he met Fane, who made it worse but they’re dating now so it’s okay.
Welp, this was meant to be mostly an aestetic blog but I can’t stay silent no more. I’m joining the faneposting. @faneposting-my-beloved - you have inspirerd me to post my art again.