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"I'm looking for a ritual," Shadowheart says. "Some way to formally step into Selûne's light, and… reclaim myself, I suppose."
When Isobel finally looks up, her smile is as sudden and blinding as the moon breaking from clouds. "I also have a god's darkness to cleanse from myself. We'll do more than give you this ritual, Shadowheart. We'll join you."
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Everyone has at least a few fond memories of Baldur's Gate, it seems -- everyone except for Shadowheart, whose recollections are few and obscure.
Wyll and Karlach notice this, and decide to take matters into their own hands.
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Thassera left marks on Ermengarde's body and soul. She tries to regain her sense of self.
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There was a short period where someone would have helped her. When a Sororitas takes ill, there are medicae, hospitallers. Stims. Holy tinctures. A bed with white linens, or at least a stretcher and a fellow Sister's supporting arm. A glass or canteen of water to sip.
There's a longer period — bissected by those four bright years of Sisterhood — where no one really cares at all.
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- Part 8 of Iron Claw
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It's one of those bad nights, where Idira can't sleep and the whispers won't help. They giggle and tell of running, of violence - and of someone in danger...
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Kibellah is the Domin's blade and shadow. She does not comprehend the perverse pleasure of being the Navigator's paint brush, too.
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The Dark Urge takes her vengeance, but ultimately refuses her Father's gift. In the aftermath, not everyone is immediately thrilled about it.
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03 Jul 2026
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A guard regiment at war receives reinforcements from the Adeptus Mechanicus.
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30 Jun 2026
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Kibellah, on her knees.
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23 Jun 2026
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Companion Vignettes by LoveOfOurOwnFate
Fandoms: Warhammer 40.000: Rogue Trader (Video Game)
14 Jul 2026
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Seneschal Abelard Werserian followed these superstitions as if they were law. He had never been one to rock the boat on established traditions; they served their purposes, kept crews in line, and kept the enemies of humanity at bay.
Idira smiled behind the rim of her amasec glass, tipping it back just a little. The alcohol burned and tickled from her toes to her fingertips, settling into a lovely warmth in her chest.
Visiting the orphans on the Rogue Trader’s vessel had become a pilgrimage to Argenta. With the High Factotum’s assistance, they had organised for more provisions to be delivered to them, beyond the base necessities.
A collection of slice of life vignettes, one for each main companion.
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22 Jun 2026