[CLOSED] AND YOU'LL KNOW THE NEXT TIME I WAKE UP SCREAMING

[illithidnapped]

WHO: Astarion, Fenris, Bastien, Emet-Selch, Mobius, Ellie, Dante, Loki
WHAT: fear spirits are no joke when you're a bag of broken glass
WHEN: backdated to Crossroads plot hours
WHERE: the Crossroads
NOTES: so many content warnings: mind control, slavery, torture, blood, mutilation and abuse of every conceivable/literal shade, possibly more warnings to be added later, not joking this is a very horrible space. There's a reason why I'm divorcing this from the main log; Astarion's canon is, in short, unkind.

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You mean to tell me you haven't flirted your way into Sylvie's good graces yet? [ he teases back. ] Alexandrie may be a lost cause.

[ He sucks in a breath. She's having a rough time.

Loki bites his lower lip at the first dimming flicker of his magic, annoyed and upset that the rules are different, here, when they'd already been different enough to begin with. His illusionary light source should last longer than this, certainly.

And yet. ]

Some jokes simply aren't funny, [ he mutters, before giving Astarion's arm a squeeze. It feels like it grows darker with every step they take and he doesn't like the implications that they aren't allowed to see what's ahead. ] But that isn't me, it's... this place.