[Getting a better look at Astarion, he cannot help but notice how pale the man is, his skin, hair, the color of his eyes. Almost as if the man has never known a day in the sunlight. It makes him wonder at that, if there is a reason behind it that connects to the man's own convictions about being enthralled or under the service by whatever has whisked them away here. There was a kinship in their stances that makes him wonder..
He doesn't linger long on the thought just yet as he steps away from the parlor and towards the tavern. He has nothing else to gather and some wine or ale sounds like a nice way to cope with a bad situation.]
Care for a drink? Or do you have other business to attend to?
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[Getting a better look at Astarion, he cannot help but notice how pale the man is, his skin, hair, the color of his eyes. Almost as if the man has never known a day in the sunlight. It makes him wonder at that, if there is a reason behind it that connects to the man's own convictions about being enthralled or under the service by whatever has whisked them away here. There was a kinship in their stances that makes him wonder..
He doesn't linger long on the thought just yet as he steps away from the parlor and towards the tavern. He has nothing else to gather and some wine or ale sounds like a nice way to cope with a bad situation.]
Care for a drink? Or do you have other business to attend to?