The entire building goes up like a powderkeg, and it's a small miracle that Iorveth doesn't get blown up with it. Thankfully, he manages not to be obliterated by the sudden conflagration (how funny would that have been), but has to brush off the beginnings of a fire starting on the hem of his shirt as he staggers back and away from the now-roaring inferno; a gaggle of passersby scream in alarm at the sudden turn of events, fanning out like scattering ants away from the center of the disaster.
Iorveth, a little dazed, instinctively reaches to grab a hold of Astarion's arm and pull him away from the flames as best he can. Broken bits of wood and fragmented tiles rain down on them, with one offending chunk of brick bonking Iorveth on the forehead before clattering down onto pavement. ]
Ugh, [ he parrots Astarion, blinking acrid smoke out of his eye. The fire smells terrible, like a dozen rotted corpses being burnt to ash. Coughing, he turns towards what he hopes is a still largely-intact Astarion, and croaks: ]
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The entire building goes up like a powderkeg, and it's a small miracle that Iorveth doesn't get blown up with it. Thankfully, he manages not to be obliterated by the sudden conflagration (how funny would that have been), but has to brush off the beginnings of a fire starting on the hem of his shirt as he staggers back and away from the now-roaring inferno; a gaggle of passersby scream in alarm at the sudden turn of events, fanning out like scattering ants away from the center of the disaster.
Iorveth, a little dazed, instinctively reaches to grab a hold of Astarion's arm and pull him away from the flames as best he can. Broken bits of wood and fragmented tiles rain down on them, with one offending chunk of brick bonking Iorveth on the forehead before clattering down onto pavement. ]
Ugh, [ he parrots Astarion, blinking acrid smoke out of his eye. The fire smells terrible, like a dozen rotted corpses being burnt to ash. Coughing, he turns towards what he hopes is a still largely-intact Astarion, and croaks: ]
Your dagger.
[ Gods!!! Araj is the worst. ]