[ Affectionate bullying from two elves. Gale should be so lucky, and is. It's evident that he's trying to be annoyed by the strong personalities jerking him around, but all he winds up doing is smiling, hands on his hips with his head (full of nice hair) shaking from side to side.
"Whatever are we to do with you two," he says to no one in particular (Tara has gone off somewhere, no doubt to do some very important tressym business). "Good night, then. And do be warned, some of my more precious things are enchanted."
Wagging his fingers in mock-intimidation, Gale smiles one more time at the two of them before slinking off to his bedroom for his well-earned beauty rest. Again: a good man who deserves better than Mystra. Iorveth is glad that he's no longer trailing after someone who neither loved him nor needed him. ]
You heard him, [ Iorveth calls to Astarion once Gale is out of earshot. ] Careful not to get your wandering hands magicked off.
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"Whatever are we to do with you two," he says to no one in particular (Tara has gone off somewhere, no doubt to do some very important tressym business). "Good night, then. And do be warned, some of my more precious things are enchanted."
Wagging his fingers in mock-intimidation, Gale smiles one more time at the two of them before slinking off to his bedroom for his well-earned beauty rest. Again: a good man who deserves better than Mystra. Iorveth is glad that he's no longer trailing after someone who neither loved him nor needed him. ]
You heard him, [ Iorveth calls to Astarion once Gale is out of earshot. ] Careful not to get your wandering hands magicked off.