[ Thank the gods that Iorveth takes control of the situation. Astarion sits, wincing a little as his leg is jostled, and allows Iorveth to speak for them both. He just doesn't have it in him to respond to Gale's questioning right now.
"And what, pray tell, is 'all of this'?" Gale asks, arms crossed. "Because I fear that it looks as if I'll be covering up a crime scene!" ]
Well, obviously we had our reasons.
[ Gale raises an eyebrow, looking torn between protecting his friends and what's morally correct. He's always been a little ethically askew, if you ask Astarion—his favorite quality about Gale—so he finally throws his hands up, sighing.
"Fine. Give me a moment — prestidigitation can only clean so much at once, and, well..." He gestures toward the bloodied room. It's a lot, is the implication.
What must be five minutes of Gale walking around the room, casting a spell, and then stepping a foot to the right to repeat the entire process again later, there's nary a speck of blood to be seen. Honestly, Astarion couldn't care less at this point if they just left the puddles here for the guards to find. He's never coming back here.
"Now, if we're all ready, I can conjure the portal—" ]
Oh. I forgot to mention. We do have a... hostage, of sorts.
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"And what, pray tell, is 'all of this'?" Gale asks, arms crossed. "Because I fear that it looks as if I'll be covering up a crime scene!" ]
Well, obviously we had our reasons.
[ Gale raises an eyebrow, looking torn between protecting his friends and what's morally correct. He's always been a little ethically askew, if you ask Astarion—his favorite quality about Gale—so he finally throws his hands up, sighing.
"Fine. Give me a moment — prestidigitation can only clean so much at once, and, well..." He gestures toward the bloodied room. It's a lot, is the implication.
What must be five minutes of Gale walking around the room, casting a spell, and then stepping a foot to the right to repeat the entire process again later, there's nary a speck of blood to be seen. Honestly, Astarion couldn't care less at this point if they just left the puddles here for the guards to find. He's never coming back here.
"Now, if we're all ready, I can conjure the portal—" ]
Oh. I forgot to mention. We do have a... hostage, of sorts.
[ Gale stares. ]