*GUIDELINES

RE-ALIGN MY CORE.

     01.         My activity is quite everywhere, that I'll admit. I often keep to myself on my days off if I cannot muster up the brain power to write. I'll often post OOC content and sometimes I won't be online. However, I'll often catch up with the dash and try to like posts. Rushing me is out of the question. A simple reminder will do.     02.        This is simply a dual muse blog. I write both canon and original character, of course, I'm very duplicate friendly. Keep in mind, I don't ship my durge with Gortash, I'll explain this more thoroughly on my blog as I do think about them often. I also will not be shipping my durge with any other durges as they are siblings.     03.        I do not care for drama, I am not callout friendly unless that individual is an honest threat (racism, predatory behaviors and any type of phobia is not petty drama). Tumblr often hides those who are truly a danger and callouts are often started by failing friendships and petty bickering. I believe communicating is extremely important. I will not participate in your witch hunt for users that you simply do not like from poor disagreements. I may follow people that you just do not care to see, I may even be friends with those that you just do not like for whatever reason but understand it's not your job to constantly vague without being blocked for it. If someone is an honest harm to the community, let me know.

     04.         I am very aware of both backgrounds for the Dark Urge and Enver Gortash. You don't need to remind me every second of the day to tell me how shitty they both are. I will not woobify them. I'm a lover of dissection and will often study their behavior.     05.        Shipping is not a must, I will not force you to ship if you're canon. I know the feeling, trust me. I'm very selective with who I ship with. I cater more towards constant OOC communication and threads that often progress with how our muses feel for each other. Like I've mentioned Dark Urges with other Dark Urges are forbidden, they're siblings. Understand that if shipping does happen there will be no mentions of cheating or abuse and will often take place in their respective universe.     06.        My name is Vampyre, in my twenties and some local goth with a love for Neil Newbon, paintings and all things medieval fantasy. I've been writing on the website for three years and want to fight people with every waking chance. Super friendly, like to make others laugh. I like baby cows and lambs.     CREDITS.      PSD by itsvenue. graphics were made by me unless stated otherwise, carrd by hellscommission. artwork/sculpture upon your arrival of this carrd was made by emil melmoth.

  OUR NIGHT ORCHID.   There is a stench of rot and a look of decay that normal eyes cannot see or the nose of those most healthiest could not detect. Evil trots about, lending a sword and shield for a paladin who cannot keep such a righteous path.Our journey with Freyja begins with her first kill, a numbing sensation that lends itself freely to a brain that rots yet wakens itself with a need for blood and taste for something inhumane. But how funny it must be to sit over the corpse of someone that you held onto dearly since you vowed yourself to protect the innocent. Pulled away, almost violently, from the hands that showed you kindness and care. Thrown into the snow where the blood washes itself almost completely away. With knees buried deep between snow and frozen ground, a voice calls out to you. Something familiar, something warm but there is no care or love for his children alone. Bhaal. Your father, your maker, your god.Enter the Red. A familiar scent. Rot and blood that seemed fresh yet weeks old. Glazed eyes of white. Anger and what could be considered jealousy paints the face of Orin. Family. She guides you almost perfectly to where you're needed. Presenting you to Ketheric, a man who seemed so much like your father that you looked up to almost instantly and Gortash, a man who made it clear that you were his favored friend, trusted ally and a posed threat to those who stand in the way. Night Orchid, he calls you. Our Night Orchid.Me when I add more details and start going insane and--

( ⅋ ) DOSSIER...

  full name     Freyja Voramo .  nicknames     Lady of Death, Our Night Orchid.  gender   Nonbinary Woman  age     54  height     5'10  eyes     Pale blues, almost strikingly white to match her sickly pallid tone  hair     Long, unkempt hair of a voidless black. Streaks of white from the unexpected turn of such events.  body type     Athletic, toned.  spouses     N/A.  birthday     Said to have been born when the first flake of snow in December. Seems likely it could've been the 15th of December.

*TIMELINES

WHAT CAN I DO, WHAT I CAN SAY? CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON.

     TO BREAK A CYLCE.         The present verse in which Baldur's Gate takes place, Freyja escapes the Nautiloid and survives the crash. A pounding headache and a friend that lives rent free within her head squirms about. With no recollection of her memories, she seeks answers and becomes riddled with the gnawing fear of being something more.     VENGEANCE.        A verse that takes place before her calling. A vow taken in hopes to protect the people within her city, Freyja becomes a welcomed face amongst her fellow knights. Something warm and kind, an unfamiliar feeling.     CHOSEN.        Accepting Bhaal. Returning back to her roots of murder. Slaying Orin and becoming the chosen once more, Freyja accepts her father's offer. Paladin of Blood. Or would you dare call yourself that.

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*EXTRA PAGE

i exist for love.

notes. TBA the more i get comfortable with my own fucking oc dude....