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    “You can call me Dirge,” the bard said, placing a hand to his chest and making a small bow. “A humble traveling minstrel, at your service.”

    “Are you now?” Astarion hummed. “Dirge. A mournful song or poem. An epithet of sorts?”

    “You could say that.”

    Astarion could care less at that point, too tired and hungry to really get to know the person. “A pleasure to make your acquaintance, then, Dirge.” He mimicked the bow and grinned. “And yes, you are correct, I’d like a night of passion, if that’s what you’re offering. If that’s what you want. I’ll give you a night you’ll never forget.”

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    Story based on the idea that the "darling boy" Astarion saves end up being Tav/Dark Urge and they meet again in canon. Takes place pre-canon and canon.

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