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Traitorous logical thoughts came to mind: Where could this even go? Wyll had never felt keen to the idea of short romps and notched bedposts; he’d never fault another for it, but it was never something he wanted for himself. The merman was not built for the same world as Wyll. He couldn’t ride a horse or walk down a bazaar; there was so much that would make parting… inevitable. Wyll wanted the love that lasted an eternity, burning bright and forever like the sun. A hopeless romantic, he’d often been labeled.
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Years after the Absolute Crisis, Wyll would consider himself fairly fulfilled with his life (even if others may disagree): He has a horse, hunts monsters for a living as a Ranger, He’s rid himself of Mizora, and travels the sword coast helping the good folk on Toril.
His plans for hunting a rumored devil did not include rescuing the captive beings of a twisted Menagerie in the mountainside manor. One of which cannot leave under his own power: an actual merman.Post-Canon AU where Wyll rescues a strange merfolk from captivity: Astarion.