He does have a skillset, [ is the only concession Iorveth will make, deranged as he is. It's likely Damris had to prove himself useful beyond being just a pretty face, and he became good enough at making insidious concoctions to have Iorveth fall for it, so.

Credit where it's due. ] After all, he did almost kill me. No mean feat.

[ Every human who's been after him for all these years would've been so mad to hear that the Woodland Fox got taken out by a tiefling in Athkatla. Iorveth smiles about it, wry, as he slowly makes his way down the street and towards a nearby apothecary (speaking of poisoning). First things first: potions and salve for the injured leg. ]

Whether Linus would appreciate Damris being capable of cold-blooded murder is yet to be seen, however.

[ Linus seems so... normal. A hapless fool who probably dreams of living in a nice house by the waterside with two dogs. ]