ChocoboCleric
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“Well I could help you with all those annoying, grasping patriars you know. If you begged me prettily enough.”
“Astarion not five minutes ago you were telling me of your devious schemes to destroy me, and now you’re offering to be my, what? Personal social coordinator?”
“Oh Wyll, these little chats wouldn’t be any fun at all if I couldn’t keep you guessing."
Wyll Ravengard has a patriar problem; or, Astarion gets a new job, of a sort, and certainly doesn't make any mistakes at all.