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a mad dog understands the yank of the leash. LORD ENVER GORTASH. selective & private. written by ren.
a mad dog understands the yank of the leash. LORD ENVER GORTASH. selective & private. written by ren.
a mad dog understands the yank of the leash. LORD ENVER GORTASH. selective & private. written by ren.
Lord Enver Gortash,
I'm unsure if such titles are still necessary between us, but I'd rather maintain formality than seem too casual. Lord Gortash it shall be.
You've quite changed since our first encounter. Do you remember it? In the Colony of Moonrise Towers? I hardly recognize him in you now -- having turned from the Black Hand, and found yourself a new place on the Sword Coast.
I hope it's been treating you well, and I hope you've found purpose in your new work.
Presented with this, should it not be lost by the post carriers, is a gift for you. For the Solstice. A tradition on the surface, so I've been informed. I think you'll enjoy it - but if you don't, feel free to make some coin off of it, at least.
I travel the Coast regularly, for a multitude of reasons. Next time our paths cross, you'll have to tell me what new robots you've been building. Hopefully ones I won't have to destroy in the near ( or distant, I have a lot of time ) future.
Regards,
Magistrate Amalica Dryaalis
[ Attached to the letter is Enver's package - thankfully not lost by the Couriers. Within is a rather nice looking Lantanese pistol - with Enver's initials engraved on the butt and decorated with gold. Images of suns decorate the weapon where they can. Perhaps made more with looks in mind than function, but a perfectly serviceable weapon nonetheless. ]
Happy holidays!! - amalica // @fleshcarverfugitive ]]
gortash read the letter, he preferred his title lord gortash, as his name carries something less grand, less respected. tarnished by the devil, but that wasn't what he wanted to focus on. it seems word travels fast, i suppose he has her to thank for his new found faith. he read it once more, and hummed in his amusement before he placed the letter on his desk.
looking at the package, he delicately unveiled what was inside. his brows raised in surprise, what a gift , he thought. he had always wanted one since he was a child. he can't help but smile at the little details, the suns were a nice touch. lathander would approve. just like the little lordling. gortash held pistol in his hand and pointed at the wall, oh he likes it. like a kid with a new toy.
@ban1te
GORTASH HAS MOVED !
@bloodyarn She got him some nice, knitted gloves. Very cute, very pretty โก For the colder months.
gortash gestured for her to leave it on his desk without so much as a word, as he stood in front of the window facing the city. once they had left, he walked across the room to his desk and he puts the gloves on. admiring the design. he calls in a member of his cult, โ send a dozen tulips to miss babette. at once. โ he commanded. the other stood idle looking at the gloves before a nod before walking out the door. gortash then returned to his position by the window. it was a nice gift, he thought.
@selunaris : she's not particularly good with gifts, being a cleric who did not own very much for herself. still, she comes to visit him and sets some colourful flowers in a vase on his desk before walking around it to press a soft kiss to his cheek. "Thank you... for your gift. It's... it's beautiful, honestly. I can't thank you enough for it."
gortash had his eyes glued to the stacks of papers scattered across his desk , even when the sound of someone approaching , the vase set against the table, gortash still ignored the presence of the other. he does not wish to be interrupted that is until the selunite kissed his cheek, and the warm feeling had left its mark when she pulls back and talks to him. shit. dark eyes looked up, and his demeanor immediately shifted. leaning back against the chair, his attention now focused on her. โ a beautiful gift for a beautiful woman. i suppose it's fitting. โ and he looks at the flowers, such a pretty thing, such things he probably does not deserve. โ it is quite alright, luna. there is no need. โ
@dirthenasalin vela's present seems to be rather simple in comparison; a note on his desk, embedded with a gold hilted dagger with the same pink ribbon wrapped around it that had been on her gift from the tyrant. the note reads; "your security is lax. i will see you again this evening, wearing your gift so you can see it for yourself."
he pulls on the ribbon , watches it come undone. your security is lax. caused a smirk to play on his lips. there was small excitement , an anticipation to watch her walk in wearing the dress. he will wait until then. he takes the dagger, weighs it in his hand. could use a few modifications to make it truly his, perfect for his collection.
@veilblade : lightly stabs with her new dagger he gifted her
he's bleeding and yet he smiles, dangerously before he grabs her wrist when she makes another attempt. โ like the gift do you? โ and he spins her around, holding her firm against his chest. with a low chuckle against her ear. โ i'd be careful where you put that. luckily for you, i'm into it. โ he releases his hold and lets her go.
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Enver,
As the Winter Solstice draws upon us, so too does a season of reflection. Reflection is something the both of us, I imagine, are intimately familiar with by now. Far be it from me to judge your journey beyond the confines of the brain, but to say at least this:
I am proud of you.
You have come a long way, and you, if you use your talents to their fullest potential, will revolutionize the Coast in a way none of us can predict.
Please accept this gift as a token of my regard โ itโs something of that jiggery pokery nature, and I rest assured you will know what to do with it far better than I. And, should you ever pass through and have need of shelter - know you will be welcome at Moonrise Towers.
I am always in need of a Lanceboard opponent, and Iโd imagine you would make a fine one.
Yours, and with the Moon Motherโs blessings,
K. Thorm
[[ From post game Companion Ketheric to better(?) ending Gort!! Happy holidays from @myrkulsapxstle !! ]]
gortash unsealed the letter with his golden dagger, he assumed it was to chastised him for choosing a different path, to mock him for leaving bane.. he has been receiving quite the amount of angry letters. but as he reads the words written on a parchment, gortash untensed, leaning back against his desk.
I AM PROUD OF YOU. his brows furrowed, did he read that right? it felt foreign, like the feeling that swells in his chest, it was unfamiliar. gortash struggled to accept and he did not know how to react? no one has ever utter those words to him.
he lowers the letter in his hand, dark brown eyes looked at the clockwork toy, his gaze had soften and he smiles. gortash had placed the letter in his desk, he wasn't sentimental but just this once he decides to hold onto it less his heart protests. picking up the gift, he tosses it in the air and catches it while walking across the room, placing it in an empty spot on a table.
gortash is
bane's princess (naughty list)
bane's disappointment (nice list)
durge's baby girl (ren's option)
you know out of all my muses gortash would be the one to gift someone a present