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letsplayamurder2025-08-16 10:34 pm
latinumsbetter) wrote in letsplayamurder2025-08-16 10:34 pm
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Afterparty
[The earth once more closes up and all of that disappears, Quark remains on the ground for a long moment, holding Cerejeira. Finally, he raises his voice, still keeping her tucked against him. His tone is all business, brooking no argument.]
Bar'll open in ten minutes. Go get washed up, and then be there.
[He turns his head to look at Astarion, eyes narrowing.]
You. After those ten minutes, you're going to explain to everyone what you did. And then you're going to get out of my bar. Got it?
[and, not waiting for a reply, he's turning his attention to Cerejeira and Leb. He frowns, for a moment, because he knows he can't carry either of them, and normally he might have askedFe Lu Om Ranma or Vanity but, well.]
...someone who can carry people help me with Leb and Jeira.
[So......the bar downstairs is once again open. Quark is not behind the bar. Instead, he's pushed some tables together and put some bottles of wine on the table. He's replicated some bar snacks and they're there too. There's something replicated for Riful also, in a separate bowl, which he'll give to her personally.
Fritz sitting near the entrance to the back counter where he's working and Critwo is in a nest of blankets in a corner just behind the counter. There’s been several of the extra togas gathered and folded to be used as blankets.
Leb is still asleep on one of the couches with one of the spare togas tucked around her as a blanket. Cerejeira is seated next to her, also with a spare toga tucked around her.
Once everyone is down there, Quark pushes to his feet and clears his throat.
Once the situation has been made clear, then the rest of the evening can proceed as usual for their afterparties.
Those four drinks that Quark usually makes (Athena, Alex, Misane, Aglaea) are once again sitting at the far edge of the counter. There are no new additions.]
Bar'll open in ten minutes. Go get washed up, and then be there.
[He turns his head to look at Astarion, eyes narrowing.]
You. After those ten minutes, you're going to explain to everyone what you did. And then you're going to get out of my bar. Got it?
[and, not waiting for a reply, he's turning his attention to Cerejeira and Leb. He frowns, for a moment, because he knows he can't carry either of them, and normally he might have asked
...someone who can carry people help me with Leb and Jeira.
[So......the bar downstairs is once again open. Quark is not behind the bar. Instead, he's pushed some tables together and put some bottles of wine on the table. He's replicated some bar snacks and they're there too. There's something replicated for Riful also, in a separate bowl, which he'll give to her personally.
Fritz sitting near the entrance to the back counter where he's working and Critwo is in a nest of blankets in a corner just behind the counter. There’s been several of the extra togas gathered and folded to be used as blankets.
Leb is still asleep on one of the couches with one of the spare togas tucked around her as a blanket. Cerejeira is seated next to her, also with a spare toga tucked around her.
Once everyone is down there, Quark pushes to his feet and clears his throat.
Once the situation has been made clear, then the rest of the evening can proceed as usual for their afterparties.
Those four drinks that Quark usually makes (Athena, Alex, Misane, Aglaea) are once again sitting at the far edge of the counter. There are no new additions.]
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[He's quiet for a while, looking like he’s debating saying something before he finally makes up his mind and speaks anyway.]
In Faerûn, there is only one god with children. Bhaal, the God of Murder.
[Astarion had prayed to him, too, but he’d been one of the last.]
They’re called Bhaalspawn. I’ve met two, and neither were pleasant. Over one hundred years ago, one saved Baldur’s Gate, but I was already a slave then. I never met them.
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There… There’s a God of Murder…?
[ Like. She knows she’s the “Goddess of Lilies” and they’ve got all other sorts of titles going on here but her brain is still just like
“That isn’t just Satan????” ]
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[He says without a hint that he's joking.]
Along with Myrkul, the God of Death, the three of them used to be mortal.