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  1. Rec 64

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    “I’ve made my choice,” he says, perhaps a bit snappishly. “My affliction is an outcome of my own thoughtlessness – for the second time in my life, I might add. I may have been given a second chance, but the Gods will argue that I am not deserving of a third.”

    “If there is one thing I have learnt about faith,” Lae’zel says. “It is that we mustn’t allow fervent belief to cloud our judgement.”

    “I do not possess fervent belief.”

    Lae’zel lifts up her chin. “A dangerous combination. You don’t believe in the Gods, neither do you believe in yourself.”

    With the clock ticking down on the last month of his life, one Gale Dekarios sets out to bring some holiday cheer to the rest of his friends for the last time.

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  2. Rec 63

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    Wyll looks amused. “But to answer your question: I don’t see anything, I’m afraid. Save for impressive craftsmanship.”

    “Exactly!” Astarion snaps his fingers, triumphant. “But here’s the thing – there’s no need for us to see Gale’s – ah, craftsmanship, it’s inappropriate, borderline obscene –”

    “What?” Now, Wyll seems truly tickled. “Astarion, I was referring to the robe. Don’t you wonder where those scales came from?” He pauses. Tilts his head to the side, swirls his stupid wine in his stupid glass. “What were you talking about?”

    In which one Wavemother’s robe helps Astarion discovers the true – hah – scale of the problem at hand. Specifically: the one in his pants.

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    My first bloodweave fic you’ll always be loved by me