[Astarion had gotten away with quite a lot so far, thanks to the book. The bandits hadn't wanted to touch him after they were regaled with how terribly cursed it was. Oh no! You've touched it, now you're cursed. It'll drive a human mad within days, unless you give it back to him.
That worked even better than expected. He'd gotten to keep the book and the bandits never finished searching his pack.
But then he'd started pushing it. And apparently, cutthroats weren't fond of insinuations that they had an ogre in their family tree.
He ducked too late, but the blow didn't land. Some wispy young thing had stepped in to take the punch instead. How... sweet.]
My hero. [The bandit gets dragged away by their companions, shooting fearful glares at Astarion.] That looked like it hurt.
II, mouthing off!
That worked even better than expected. He'd gotten to keep the book and the bandits never finished searching his pack.
But then he'd started pushing it. And apparently, cutthroats weren't fond of insinuations that they had an ogre in their family tree.
He ducked too late, but the blow didn't land. Some wispy young thing had stepped in to take the punch instead. How... sweet.]
My hero. [The bandit gets dragged away by their companions, shooting fearful glares at Astarion.] That looked like it hurt.