Bard And Rogue Are Friends
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Astarion's hands started to move. Opening and closing. Flinching up to his chest in quick, aborted motions. Like he was trying to stop something. Starting to protect himself but but unable to complete the motion. He made a noise. A whining complaint.
Nightmare, Tav thought. That wasn't really a surprise, given the little she knew about him. She scooted closer and reached out to shake him awake.
But then Astarion made another noise. It was so quiet Tav could barely hear it. She wouldn't have, if she hadn't moved close. It was so much softer than any sound he ever made while awake. Something halfway between a gasp and a sob. Stifled, like he was trying not to be heard.
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- Part 1 of Bard And Rogue Are Friends
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He wanted to retch, but he didn't want to lose the blood and he was afraid of being ill too loudly. The others might hear and Lae'zel might make good on her promise. Was this bad blood or ceremorphosis? Can't be too careful and he wasn't in a position to object. You needed to be able to stand and see clearly to argue with a gith and a greatsword. Snicker-snack and then the party would just use magic to open locked chests.
That's how the world worked. Bad things happened when people saw that you were weak.
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- Part 2 of Bard And Rogue Are Friends
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"Volo," said Tav.
"Would taste like blackstaff wine," Astarion said. "Boisterous, bright, and unbalanced."
"I like that," said Tav. She was sprawled on cushions, sorting through their supplies for dinner. "Different from the namesake, but it works. Your turn."
"The hag," Astarion suggested.
"Oh gods," said Tav. "That's an interesting one. Something that starts lovely, but with an awful surprise. Elverquisst, but there's a rotting fish at the bottom of the bottle."
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A troupe-master bard is plucked up by the Nautiloid. She transitions from directing plays to directing an adventuring party and becomes immediate chaos-gremlin-besties with the rogue. This has a number of almost disastrous consequences and involves far more talking about feelings than any vampire should reasonably be expected to do.
A story about a bunch of traumatized people becoming better, because that can happen when you find yourself in a new place and suddenly have a support network.
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- Part 3 of Bard And Rogue Are Friends
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"Starlight and fancy fae blood," Astarion said, circling the rim of his cup with the tip of his finger. "I feel just a bit like I'm being seduced."
"Would you be amenable to that?" Halsin asked.
Astarion paused to consider the answer to that question. Watching him take the time to do that would always be a deeply wonderful thing.
"I think I would," he said to his drink. His expression was aloof but there was a smile in his voice. "Is this a generic blessings of nature scenario, or did you have something particular in mind?"
"Far be it from me to ever refuse the simple enjoyment of what nature has given us," Halsin said, smiling. "But I did have a suggestion."
And then he paused. Coughed. Continued:
"It has been a very long time since I have had the opportunity to be prey."
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- Part 4 of Bard And Rogue Are Friends