[ Astarion is, in fact, better rested and cleaner now, hair no longer an untidy mess, the worst of his bruises all but faded thanks to the potion he'd scarfed down, wearing a pair of Gale's silk pajamas that either hang off his frame charmingly or unflatteringly, depending on who you ask. There's no plate in front of him; he'd suggested to Tara that they hunt pigeons together, but she'd scoffed in response.
"Well, now that I have you both here," Gale says, obviously gearing up for a lecture. Astarion already has him half tuned-out. "I thought it prudent to let you know that Waterdeep isn't quite like Baldur's Gate." ]
Oh, and how is Baldur's Gate? [ Astarion asks, raising an eyebrow. ]
[ "Ah—" Gale flounders for a moment. "I only mean to say that crime seems to flourish in the Gate, but here in Waterdeep, the City Watch enforces our laws very seriously." He pulls a small pamphlet out of his pocket, sliding it down the table toward his guests. "I thought it might behoove you to familiarize yourselves with our Code Legal." ]
A fine of a thousand silver shards for charming an official? Oh, please.
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"Well, now that I have you both here," Gale says, obviously gearing up for a lecture. Astarion already has him half tuned-out. "I thought it prudent to let you know that Waterdeep isn't quite like Baldur's Gate." ]
Oh, and how is Baldur's Gate? [ Astarion asks, raising an eyebrow. ]
[ "Ah—" Gale flounders for a moment. "I only mean to say that crime seems to flourish in the Gate, but here in Waterdeep, the City Watch enforces our laws very seriously." He pulls a small pamphlet out of his pocket, sliding it down the table toward his guests. "I thought it might behoove you to familiarize yourselves with our Code Legal." ]
A fine of a thousand silver shards for charming an official? Oh, please.