[ Astarion's lot in life, Iorveth thinks, to attract younger-brother types. Maybe because Astarion constantly can't let sleeping dogs lie. Part of his charm, and part of the reason why they'll always have enemies. Keeps things interesting.
A gondola swims lazily across the water, several yards away. A few houses over, two children run down a small strip of pier with makeshift fishing rods, chattering animatedly amongst themselves about being able to catch something this time. The reminder that the term "in broad daylight" means something makes him stop nosing against Astarion's jaw, but he doesn't move to remove Astarion from his immediate proximity. ]
He did mention someone who could. [ A Something Silverhand? Waterdeep's Open Lord, or something of the like. Iorveth has only retained this information because it pertained to Astarion, but he remembers the woman being mentioned as someone who may or may not have attended the opera. ] I'll have them fashion it into a pair of sandals for you.
[ The beloathed Waterdhavian Crocs (that are actually still intact, unburned, in the closet of their borrowed bedroom). Pulling Astarion's pigtails with that mental image. ]
no subject
A gondola swims lazily across the water, several yards away. A few houses over, two children run down a small strip of pier with makeshift fishing rods, chattering animatedly amongst themselves about being able to catch something this time. The reminder that the term "in broad daylight" means something makes him stop nosing against Astarion's jaw, but he doesn't move to remove Astarion from his immediate proximity. ]
He did mention someone who could. [ A Something Silverhand? Waterdeep's Open Lord, or something of the like. Iorveth has only retained this information because it pertained to Astarion, but he remembers the woman being mentioned as someone who may or may not have attended the opera. ] I'll have them fashion it into a pair of sandals for you.
[ The beloathed Waterdhavian Crocs (that are actually still intact, unburned, in the closet of their borrowed bedroom). Pulling Astarion's pigtails with that mental image. ]