Fan Fiction

Each work of fiction is the sole property of its credited & sourced writer.

Un-god me
by loveroflolth

“Why haven’t you healed yourself?” Minthara asks.
It’d be shameful for her to answer, which is why Imdhaunae does not want to answer. It’s why Minthara does want her to answer.

Fall
by miss_vie

Lae’zel asks a question. Minthara doesn’t know what she means. Somehow, they figure out an answer anyway.

A Spider’s Lyre
by Stomes4

Nightwarden Minthara has had to fight hard and long just to survive – meanwhile, fools like Alfira just sing and stumble through life. This infuriates Minthara to no end.

Servile
by GunpowderCarousel

Artinia awakens in an unfamiliar room with an unfamiliar woman. A Drow, beautiful as she is dreadful, and she wants answers.
But probing Artinia’s brain for information proves futile, considering her mind is made up of holes.
Slowburn Dark Urge x Minthara romance.

Symphony
by CriseydetheTraitor

After taking part in the massacre of the Tieflings, Shadowheart is struggling to process the depth of her guilt. In her desperation, she turns to Minthara, hoping a night of passion will pass for comfort.

Ars moriendi
by mintsoir

Orin’s eyes are pale stones that glitter in the dark. She does not blink often, barring dramatic effect and the pretense of humanity. Minthara maps the tendrils of blood-red ink that flow through Orin’s skin and hates herself for finding it enchanting. Orin is beautiful in the way that a burning building is the shape of freedom, beautiful in the way that a mercy killing is righteous, beautiful in the way that an apostle loves their god.