When A Sketch Of Kilgharrah Wont Let Go Of You

When a sketch of Kilgharrah won’t let go of you…

no one asked but here’s an appreciation post for thronebreaker

I love this game lol. the music, writing, acting, ART like they’re all SO GOOD. The fact that your party members are cards that you can gain then maybe lose, it just adds so much to the whole RPG dynamic. There were MULTIPLE times I had to reimagine my deck just because someone in my party left? Really felt like I was managing an army!! While pt members leaving intially horrified me (as someone who tries not to miss anything) it definitely felt organic enough for the story flow. It’s fun for me too since it keeps things fresh lmao.

The decisions!! Some really difficult choices you make here :c I don’t like how vague some of the wording is sometimes?? but honestly that’s just a minor thing the writing for this game is prETTY GOOD. I wish I were a writer so I can tell you exactly what makes it so cool but aaaa idk all the phrases and imagery and delivery? Of the lines? IT’S JUST GOOD. 11/10 Like there was a swamp section here and I could feel how disgusting everything was (tho maybe that’s just irl tiredness lol)

map appreciation because I love this map style lol

Sometimes it moves the camera to these “cinematic” looking shots? purdy

I honestly thought I wasn’t gotta get into this so much because lmao it’s a card game rpg BUT MAN OH MAN it’s just that good. And MEVE!! AAAA I love her character! So many sides to it,, as a leader, as a woman? Like for real so much nuance I was amazed. There’s so many possibilities for her personality too bc of the choices you’ll make. I just ,,, got really invested okay I didn’t expect to be at ALL.

Maybe I’ve just been playing the wrong games but she’s seriously the best written female MC I’ve come across in games u-u

Anyway I’m luv her and the other chars in her party 🥺

MUSIC!!! Iconic. Tw3 had cool music and this one does too!!! I would link stuff here but let me just tell you my fav rn is this track AND THIS TOO

There’s so much thought put into this game lol and honestly for me it ticks ALL my boxes. I love RPGs but can almost never be bothered to do the combat bits. HOWEVER!! I do love gwent!!! so the existence of this puzzle-RPG is just a m a z I n g for me lol

thank u for the ride

Arthur discovers Merlin's magic while in Ealdor. Like s4-s5 ish. Gwaine is ready to get super protective but then Huntith steps in and does the job for him, maybe even holding a sword to Arthur 🤷. And Arthur is obviously shook, so is Merlin.

It was a small thing.

If Arthur looked away a moment earlier, if he turned his head a moment later, he wouldn't have seen it. The problem, of course, was that he did. Arthur watched Merlin make a small bunch of violets, vibrant—too vibrant, for a memorial in the village, and then everything went to shit. If someone told him, there was no way he would have believed it. But no one told him. He saw it, with his own eyes. And now he knew that Merlin wielded something that was pure evil. That pretty much summed up what led to Arthur screaming bloody murder at Merlin in his cottage, the latter of which had tears streaming down his reddened cheeks.

"Arthur—" he gasped in a trembling voice, trying to get ahold of himself, but Arthur wasn't having any of it.

"You lied to me! You're a—you have—" the words built up and clogged his throat. He couldn't even force himself to choke them out. The Merlin in front of him and magic... the idea of it had freezing cold fear hardening his gut. Why, why, why!? For a moment, his composure slipped, and then his hands fisted into Merlin's jacket and yanked him forward.

"Explain." No response. And Arthur screamed. "Explain, Merlin!"

"What's going on?" Arthur turned to see Gwaine, who watched the two with an alert, quiet alarm. Merlin shook his head slowly, but he entered anyway. "You alright, Merlin?"

"Fine. M'fine, Gwaine," he said, with a hoarse roughness grating his words. Arthur could barely hear anything over the roaring in his ears and slamming of his heart.

"He has—"

"Merlin, dear, could you—" Hunith stopped dead in her tracks, surveying the scene before her. Arthur was gripping Merlin, lifting him up enough that the toes of his boots could only just brush the floor. Gwaine's hand hovered at the hilt of his sword. Merlin was crying. Her son was crying.

"What are you doing?"

Something about the coldness in her tone, in the barely supressed rage and danger swelling and boiling beneath her words almost made Arthur hesitate.

"Don't get any closer, Hunith," he said instead, turning to her for a flicker of a moment, "He has magic."

Gwaine froze. "Don't be stupid, princess."

He started to say something else in defence of his friend when his sword was unsheathed from behind him. One moment, Arthur had a handle on the situation, and the next, he was staring down the razor sharp blade of Gwaine's sword with Hunith at the end of it.

"Unhand my son," she ordered. And it really was an order.

"Think about what you're doing, Hunith," Arthur said in a low voice. "This is treason. This is madness, he's a sorcerer!"

"He's my son!" she barked, and her nostrils flared. The fire that burned in her eyes had Arthur thinking about the dragon crest emblazoned into his cape. She tilted her head, and the sword did not waver. Arthur lowered him slowly back to his feet, but his gloved hands were still twisted into the fabric of his clothing. Hunith's mouth twitched.

"I said let him go."

Lastname Based on this hilarious text post from @damnmalec​ ♥

woman yelling at cat meme but make it ancient greek red figure pottery

Same energy