[ This is already too much effort. He regrets the lack of pockets with which to store daggers and poisons in, and he further regrets not just choking these men out with one of his bony arms around their thick necks. Astarion sighs, put out, before saying, ] Hostess is a busy job, you know.
[ Honestly, he isn't sure what the lady of the house is up to, but it can't possibly be all that important. Rubbing elbows with the blue collar criminals of Baldur's Gate, he assumes. ]
She won't be paying you at all if all you do is sit your lazy bums here.
[ "Lazy bums?" the dwarven guard scoffs, hiking his bearded chin. "That's rich, coming from some high-falutin' elves." ]
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[ Honestly, he isn't sure what the lady of the house is up to, but it can't possibly be all that important. Rubbing elbows with the blue collar criminals of Baldur's Gate, he assumes. ]
She won't be paying you at all if all you do is sit your lazy bums here.
[ "Lazy bums?" the dwarven guard scoffs, hiking his bearded chin. "That's rich, coming from some high-falutin' elves." ]