[ ALONE ] / from astarion, for... lex? lex baby i'm so sorry
BLOOD RELATED PROMPTS
[ ALONE ] for sender to show up on receiver’s doorstep covered in blood.
he was starting to get a little annoyed now, half-asleep state interrupted by a shuffling outside of his tent. he was a wizard, no warrior. too exhausted, and he wouldnt have enough in him to command the weave the following morning. a wizard without his rest was just like any other man, except, well, powerless. he couldn't even wield a sword! the dagger he carried wasn't for show, but it wasn't exactly useful, either.
lex cursed under his breath and got up. he pushed his way outside, finding himself asking, “do you m ----” and then stopped. astarion greeted him, but he was drenched in crimson. he would have known it to be blood, even without the stench. “i, what did ---” he looked over the vampire spawn desperately, trying to discern if he was harmed, or if, tiandra forbid, the blood belonged to someone else. it was difficult to tell on a man who was already pale as death. lex shuddered nervously, uncertain if he ought to step away or move closer to heal the other man (if he even had enough in him to manage a simple healing word).
“is that yours?”
