[CLOSED] baby Fade-touched shark

[illithidnapped]

WHO: Abby, Astarion, Edgard
WHAT: war table mission time, featuring kidnapping Fade-touched animals
WHEN: now tho, like right now
WHERE: Antiva
NOTES: some hypothetical talk of killing an animal for the assignment, will update with any other warnings if necessary

look it was the only Fade-touched animal content I could find ok

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[illithidnapped]

Magic? You think any of us actually have—

[With a thunderous bark that shatters their present surroundings, both Astarion and the rest of the animals seem to jump out of their own skin (or pelts, to be exact) for a solid half beat, Astarion's expression twisting into a resentful snarl in the aftermath— yanking his own hood high so that it masks his face once more, fully displaying a vicious cut across the palm of his pale hand for a flicker of a beat.]

Oh you bloody fool, hush before someone comes rushing in and sees us!

[Which admittedly, after a noise like that, they might.]

I'll take care of the other carnivores. We predators always have a weakness for blood.

Find the deer.

[All that said, though, Wolf Killer is a name he quite likes in hindsight....]

[armd]

I was talking about him. (Obviously, not Edgard,) Aren't you a–

(The word 'vampire' is lost in the sound of animals reshuffling themselves, and the shriek of the raven in Abby's ear. She tries once again to shoo it away, and all it does is poop on her uniform to her audible disgust.

She's so done.)

Let's get the herbivores out first. (If there's going to be some kind of procession,) Fuck the deer, it'll show up again or it won't. (She's very conscious of how long this is taking, that's all.)

[muckspout]

Wait.

[Edgard is aware he missed something here. He points at Astarion.]

He's a what?

[He turns to Astarion.]

What are you, Wolf Killer? Can you do magic?

[If they could've done this in an easier way and Astarion was keeping it from them for some kind of secret reason, Edgard is going to be so angry!]