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letter left outside gale's inn room the Morning After the ball

[subigito]

Gale,

Sorry for biting you last night. Mercifuly for both of us, you taste absolutely vile.

Warm Regards,
Astarion

[netherese]

[What sort of a message is that to leave?!

That evening, Astarion will find an envelope containing a note in Gale's hand outside his door in turn.]

Astarion,

What do you mean, vile?!

Offended,
Gale

[Because that's clearly the most important thing they need to discuss regarding the night before, not any of the rest of it.]

[subigito]

[ Damn he responds slowly. That's fine, Astarion will return the letter much more quickly. ]

Gale,

Do you want me to wax poetic about it? It isn't natural. But should you not focus on the positives here? You will not have to worry about your neck at night.

Disappointed, Really,
Astarion

action

[partybabysitter]

[ Rise and shine, Gale of Waterdeep. It's your fellow Paladin buddy Xenk, knocking at the door at 6am sharp! (It's actually kind of him, that's after dawn!) ]

Good morning, Gale! It is I, Xenk Yendar.

[ He announces himself vociferously. ]

The day's duties are scheduled to begin in several hours, I thought it prudent to begin our day sooner, and start with some training and exercise.

[netherese]

[The knock itself is so sharp that it does manage to get Gale's attention despite the fact that he's very much asleep— face-down in his pillow, though he shifts to one side long enough to let out a long, sleep-heavy grumble in response.

A few long moments pass before his voice actually sounds from the other side of the door, a slight creak to it from the night's disuse.]

What time is it?

[It takes him at least two cups of coffee to become Gale of Waterdeep. For now, there is only Gale of Watersleep.]

[partybabysitter]

[ Xenk smiles, completely innocently. Is that amusement in his eyes? Surely not. ]

It is six in the morning. Do you require further sleep? Or perhaps some tea? I could return in an hour, should you require more rest.

[ Again, completely guileless. He is the picture of innocence. He's mostly dressed (just no jacket) but he's just being a friendly friend, you know? ]

» not so well hidden literature

[tilfrosset]

[Even though it's her third time in as many weeks at this particular bookseller, Jill still doesn't have the nerve to show up without being clad in a caplet, attached hood covering most of her face. It's not as good as the green one she spent five years successfully skulking around in, but it does well enough to convince her that no one has noticed her coming and going so often.

Perhaps no one is as foolish as to truly fall for a disguise that makes Jill stand out more than anyone amongst the riftfarers, but so far, no one has said much of anything to her nor has she run into anybody she knows, thank the Founder. Not even the vendor says a peep when she hands over another hefty amount of doubloons to pay for her growing pile of books or when she finds herself pulled into another romance novel plucked from the shelves, turning the pages with such vigor one would think this place was a library instead of a shop.

So deep into her free reading of a tome entitled A God Named Sin, Jill doesn't realize how loudly she gasps at one particular passage that involves a beloved god and one of his disciples that also turns her cheeks a bright crimson. She had no idea mouths could be used in such a way!]

[netherese]

[Gale, too, has become a regular visitor of this particular shop, and while his selections have been far more varied, a good number of the dubloons he's earned in recent weeks have found themselves quickly exchanged in favor of building up a personal library. One of the things he misses most about home is his vast collection of books; he'd been away from his tower in Waterdeep for some time before coming here and had already been feeling its absence, but he'd at least had a number of tomes with him at camp. Here? He'd arrived with almost nothing beyond his travel journal and a few odds and ends.

He smiles at the shopkeep as he does during each visit, offering a wave in passing as he starts down one of the aisles. The figure standing there in a caplet and hood only draws a passing glance from him as he passes, but once he has, that gasp of hers has him chuckling softly and pausing to turn back, tipping his head slightly.]

A particularly thrilling passage, I take it? Nothing like a good book.

[He knows who he is.]

[tilfrosset]

[It wasn't until she sought out advice in the form of a letter in a bottle that Jill discovered her interest in reading. Back at home, most of her years were spent doing anything but relaxing and the rest of them were filled with rebuilding a society in flux. Here she has nothing but time to reach out and ask for guidance on courtship issues, only to come away with suggestions that she seek out novels that deal with that subject. The rest, as they say, is history. One lead to another and then another and next thing she knew, they were lining her previously empty bookshelves in her apartment.

Except for the paperback that horrified her to the bone—the one featuring a rather spicy scene with tentacles that Astarion neglected to warn her about— yetit still did nothing to quell her budding interest in the genre.

Jill is so shocked by the words on the page in front of her, it takes her a moment to realize someone is speaking. Not only are they speaking, but they're speaking to her. Founder, she's been seen.]

Oh, I-I'm sorry for interrupting you.

[She looks horrified, eyes wide and face red as she slams the book closed and shoves it back onto the shelf. Only she doesn't place it well enough to be stable and the novel clatters to the floor between her and the man, title side up.]

text;

[subigito]

I need your honest opinion and a favor.

[netherese]

[Well, well, what have we here?]

Of course, Astarion. What's on your mind?

[subigito]

You think I'm beautiful, right? Objectively?

December 25th

[standingonmyneck]

[On the morning of the 25th, Gale would come to a parcel signed for him. Inside would be a bookmark made of sterling silver and laced with amethyst in some spots. In a bottle was bunched of wisteria blossoms preserved. Meant to last a while. Good for a desk.]

To a Wizard,

Hope these find you well. From one brainiac to another, I’m sure you could use this. Happy holidays.

With brains and books,
Daria

text;

[subigito]

So, fun little update for you: Ketheric Thorm is here.
He very much remembers being killed by us.
Just thought you might want to know.

[netherese]

[Well, isn't that just a kick in the teeth.]

You're quite serious, aren't you?
Did you encounter him firsthand? Are you alright?

[subigito]

Yes, yes, and also yes.
I found him when he first arrived and he didn't have any powers. But you could stand to have a little faith in me! I am a very accomplished rogue and a ship's captain.
Your captain, in fact!

[ like he's just remembered, tbh ]

🩸 astarion | ghoul moon overflow

[netherese]

( from here )

[His heart is racing by the time the door shuts behind them, the heavy sound of it causing that same heart to jump into his throat, but he doesn't protest one bit when the kiss comes at last— he's momentarily stiff to start, woefully out of practice, but eases into it in short order, his hand coming to rest at Astarion's waist, fingers curling into the fabric of the bodice of his dress.]

And you look especially stunning.

[He offers the compliment against the curve of Astarion's lips before parting his own to try for another, bringing his free hand to cup the side of the vampire's face.]

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[tilfrosset]

Please forgive me for the question on such short notice, but do you have any book recommendations about birthday cakes? Preferably for those who have never baked a cake before.

[netherese]

Nonsense, Jill, I'm quite happy to hear from you. I have just such a book I can lend you, in fact, though if you've never baked before, it can be something of an undertaking. Nothing you can't handle, I'm certain, but I would be happy to assist should you have need.

present;

[headhunt]

( a few days after karlach made her public request, a cloth bag can be found hanging from gale's bedroom doorknob.

inside is an average sized leather bear with a dark red ribbon tied around its neck. the enchanted fabric makes it feel warm to the touch. it also smells a bit like karlach. )

[netherese]

[The gift is discovered soon after, and received with a warm smile. Later, should Karlach happen to pass his bedroom door, it will have been left open, and Gale's newest companion can be seen sitting on his bed, resting gently against the pillows.

The next time she returns to her own room, she'll find a note on the door that simply reads:]

Thank you for entrusting me with my new charge. I assure you, I'll take excellent care of him. Tara is already fond of our new little friend.

- Gale

Christmas Gift

[lucky_e]

To Gale,

I hope you find this gift to be useful in your many, future adventures across the seas!

Happy Holidays,

Santa Claus

[He gets one(1) brand new, well-made wizard's staff, complete with a little crystal ball on the tip! Feel the magical power surge through you!]

💜

[netherese]

[The gift is received with delight and greatly appreciated— in the days to follow, Enterprise will indeed see that Gale has taken to carrying it on his person while at the Hideaway or out and about. A gift any accomplished wizard would be thrilled to receive!]

late feb-ish;

[headhunt]

not going to make it back tonight! 🌨️❄️

my warm bed......

[netherese]

That's a shame, I have a cake that needs taste-testing. Should I be worried?