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Panic seizes him through the lethargic fog clouding his thoughts. He reaches down to where his dirtied shirtsleeve is cuffed neatly at the wrist and uncuffs it, rolling it back to reveal the very much still present tattoo coiling around his wrist and lower forearm. The seal, it appears, is intact, so why…?
With a flash of nauseating clarity he slowly looks up to Astarion, still standing ten feet away but looking more intrigued by the second. Astarion who, in spite of being a very real vampire, is standing fully exposed in the early morning sunlight. His white hair glints in it, his red eyes stand out even harsher against his pale skin, skin which is… Unmarred, untainted by the sun.
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The Accountant’s Guide to Taking Down an Evil Vampire Lord (and maybe bagging Astarion while you are at it) by Cinnamontails
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
07 Nov 2024
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“Fine,” she said. “Do you know the statistically most common way for the authorities to take out organized crime?”
Well, if that was her idea of enticing conversation, it was no wonder she had all those evenings free to chase after scoundrels like him. Still, Astarion didn’t want to antagonize her further and ruin the game, so he pursed his lips and guessed, “A very large, well-placed cannon?”
“Tax fraud.”
She looked at him as if she expected some sort of reaction – maybe a dramatic gasp? A palm flung to his forehead in a theatrical rendition of How could I not think of this?
Everything he could muster was a blink. “Tax … fraud.”
She nodded, obviously excited about what Astarion was sure were two of the most boring words in the English language, combined.
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For the longest time, Sarah had been lucky. With the right friends, and charms, and keys, she'd slipped easily in and out of different realms. She'd forgotten what true danger was. She'd become complacent.
By the time she realised her mistake, it was already too late.
(When you stare into the abyss, don't be surprised when the abyss stares back)
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