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@thenetherese // cont.
DANGER LURKS AND DANGER FOLLOWS , no matter where one may go , the gamble of life and death always stalks behind ; more so than ever now , it would be foolish of anyone to let their guards down on a time like this. Nashira was glad she and the others were always ready , making quick work of their would-be killers within minutes and it was she who took the final blow to the leader of the assailants with a quick slice to the neck. BLOOD SPLATTERED ON HER FACE like a storm , however , it was also at that point she hadn't realized she'd been nicked in battle until she finished rummaging through his pockets ( few pieces of gold and crumpled piece of note ).
How careless and how utterly pathetic of her to not pay better attention — her head was already spinning by the time Gale helped find a spot she could sit on , thankful that the wizard was close by to notice ; the others had went on ahead to set up camp for the night away from the carnage. "I have been in tougher spots." She tried to make a light of the situation , but HER TONE WAS ANYTHING BUT.
Her mouth opened to allow the health potion to be poured down into her throat , not caring of the mess she was making as the bottle emptied. The squeak of her gloves were audible when her grip on the log tightens , the wound was slowly closing but the pain was still there. Her eyes finally met Gale's , giving him a shaky but reassuring smile. "Do not apologize , I WAS CARELESS."
"You remind me of someone." - thenetherese
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He squints, glancing over his shoulder at the purple-clad man. His outfit was definitely something strange. It wasn’t like anything Vlad had seen. Perhaps it was from another area, or imported? Crimson eyes study him briefly before a smile paints itself on his pale features. “Do I? I don’t get that often, but it is quite interesting to know there possibly is someone out there that looks like me. But, I digress.” turning full to face him he bows slightly. “I am Vladimir, who might you be my violet friend?”
Dangerous game
Do not separate them....
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Astarion watches the man shuffle through his books. He considered leaving and allowing Gale to his own devices when organizing each by genre... and color. He was stacking the books by cover color. It made a strange pleasant gradient of hues with the faded leather that each was bound on. The rogue also insisted staying since he had some valuable items lying about. God forbid he turns his back on the Wizard with his strange affliction for magic items. The man would suck up every ring, necklace, and boot down to the lace to stop himself from leveling half the continent.
His head perks, trying to peek over the man's shoulder as he exclaims with excitement about his new discovery. “Rarity? Ah, I see.” he finally gets a glimpse of the cover. A novel embroidered with gold and black. If he recalled correctly it was a romance novel he had snagged in Baldurs gate. He quite enjoyed that one, but it definitely surprised him that Gale took a fancy for romance novels rather than textbooks of knowledge.
“Romance? Well, aren’t you full of lovely little surprises? Indulging yourself in raunchy fiction I see.” A smile graced his pale lips, perhaps Gale wasn’t all about strictly academics.
Mystra is back to steal your man.
"Congratulations on being mine, somehow. Where do I sign the pet adoption papers?"
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@thenetherese asked : ❝ you’re bleeding. ❞ - thenetherese andor sentence starters ( accepting )
"Hm?" Nashira blinked once then twice , seeing THE LOOK OF CONCERN on Gale's face just as the words finally registered in her mind. She turned to look down at her leather tunic that was stained with a pool of crimson ; the pain seemed to have finally hit her at the same time as her realization. "I SUPPOSE I AM." Her arm was outstretched , reaching out for support.