You’re telling me that Wyll Ravengard knew Abdel Adrian, Gorion’s Ward?
You’re telling me that not only did he know him, his father was his second in command?
You’re telling me that, as a boy, Wyll witnessed the proof that Bhaalspawn could reject their calling and pursue a life of their own choosing?
You’re telling he was definitely there the day Abdel was killed, that a young Wyll Ravengard witnessed a Slayer running rampant in the city with his own eyes?
The reason Wyll is one of the only companions to fully believe in Durge that night in the Shadowlands, that tells them to fight, to fight with everything they have, is because he knows it can be done.
He trusts them because he trusted Abdel.
He believes in them because he believed in Abdel.
Because Abdel was Wyll’s hero, maybe his second favorite person next to his own father.
Larian, Larian, please, Wyll literally writes himself
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Durge, who could not resist Bhaal and his thoughts about their beloved.
Narrator: *As soon as it tries to pass through your lips, you feel violently ill.*
Astarion: *Now you are what he fears most. A starved ratling, an itching prowler. A reminder of his worst self, best left to history.* (my heart... it's unbearable.)
Shadowheart: *Neither Selûne nor Shar will claim her in the end. Bhaal wants her more than those graven gods.*
Wyll: *You are the one villain the hero could not bring himself to kill*
Lae'zel: *You taught her everything about this world. Now she knows what she will lose.* (this one is just... wow)
Karlach: *She's running from the finest day of her life - the last one.*
Gale: *You hate him. He had the chance to level a city. You blaze with envy.*
Minthara: *Once you forgot to break the neck you cradled. You will not make the same mistake again.*
Halsin: *He loves all living creatures. You wonder if he will forgive his own maggots.*
Companion toasts, enjoying the celebration, Dark Urge performs a twisted mimicry of the toast with their dagger.
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Okay so maybe in just brain rotted... And I am BUT.
Love interests fucking GRABBING the dark urge for a kissy after the meeting with gortash. Man's turning up the rizz and flexing his stubble and eye bags and his anti-anxiety robe and his voice is low and seductive as he calls the durge an old *friend*.
Like, Karlach wouldn't even wait to be out of the room. Not even take a few steps away. Fully turn to you, grab you by the shoulders and fucking LIFT you up to plant a big smooch on you. Much to Gortash's bemusement and horror tbf. And the rest of the court's.
Gale would be more subtle, stepping close as you head towards the stairs and quickly press a kiss to your cheek with a soft smile. No way anyone would think it's a platonic look of adoration, even if his stomach is still twisting with the revelation that it was YOUR actions that led to this.
Astarion? Yeah, your conversation wouldn't have even ended before he's doing his slutty lil lean against you, resting his chin on your shoulder, still seemingly fully absorbed into the conversation. After it ends, he presses a kiss to your neck and idly follows after you, bemused by his own spark of annoyance at Gortash and his reaction to it. Mostly just exasperated by it though.
Wyll is filled with outrage for his father, for karlach and now for you. The implications seeped in Gortash's words and yet when you had joined up with the group, you had been left in the trash heaped, bloodied and stricken with amnesia. He's disgusted. So on the way out, he takes another look at his father and then slips his hands into yours. Raises it and gently kisses your knuckles on the way out. Even some of the court coo at the cute, gentlemanly gesture. Gortash looks mildly grossed out and Wyll takes that win, even with the prospect of meeting back up with Mizora in a few seconds.
Lae'zel would bare her teeth at him, smack his down and break his face in, if.... Well, if everything else wasn't going on right now, and it would upset the tin soldiers. So she settles for the next best thing, as resentment and possessiveness curl her tongue. Just gripping your waist and pulling you closer should do it. But she must add in a quick, harsh bite to your lower lip. Yknow, just in case.
Shadowheart? Gods, to make it clear, she's dying to press you against the wall and slide a thigh against your crotch, but yknow. Polite company. So instead she just slips her arm around yours, pulls you closer and whisper into your ear. Looks more salacious than it is, as she whispers that your past isn't who you are now and then drops a kiss to your earlobe. But it should to the trick.
Halsin isn't an envious creature. He really isn't. This man wouldn't care about your current other partners, so why should he care about past ones? Potential past parents, nonetheless. But, he'd never turn down the chance to pull his love close, especially in front of the man that caused all this trouble to begin with. Pull you close and tuck you into his side, maybe even kiss your temple.
Gortash? Gortash has missed his favourite assassin. He's waited for you, even with Orin hissing about your demise, and he never truly believed that such a piece of subpar, inbred Bhaalspawn could compare to you. The one who stole the Crown, the one who helped mastermind, the one who your father had chosen first. So what in the world was your little fan thinking? After a sweet, pleasant conversation, to start to paw at you? A fool no doubt. They might have gotten a few lovely weeks with you, but he had been with you for far longer, and he was finished waiting. No, he didn't see them being a problem.
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Durge: I've freed myself from Bhaal. The Urge is gone.
Gortash: Wait, does that mean...?
Durge: Yes. I am no longer in danger of losing control and eviscerating you, so we can do all the kinky bondage stuff you've been begging me about.
Gortash: Everyone get the fuck out. Coronation canceled.
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