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ɪᴏʀᴠᴇᴛʜ. ([personal profile] essea) wrote 2024-11-16 04:22 am (UTC)

[ Iorveth wonders if Astarion wouldn't get bored of being confined in one place again, but maybe stability would be nice after two hundred years of being trapped with an unpredictable sadist and his inhumane whims. That's a contemplation for post-tadpole Iorveth, though, so he lets himself think about what he might gift Astarion now that he has coin enough to spare. Turns out that killing a king and stealing his trinkets can be very lucrative. He recommends it.

As he works the product in Astarion's hair to a nice lather:
] They'd suit. [ Regarding the rubies, because they would. Most anything would, really. ] ―Maybe something on your ear. A gold cuff.

[ Nothing that requires needles. Iorveth pinches the cartilage of one ear, imagining it. ]

We could make Enver Gortash tell us who his craftsman is before we kill him.

[ Iorveth hates that rat bastard, but whoever he commissioned to make him his gauntlet could probably make something pretty for Astarion. Under duress, and for a very generous discount. ]

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