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    "Do you have any idea what this is?" he'd asked, peering into the strange pit in the basement of the tower. It was about as wide and deep as the pool from a modestly-sized bathhouse, though that wasn't what had caught Wyll's eye about it.

    "Ah yes," Gale said, with a twinkle in his eye that Wyll, at the time, mistook for academic curiosity. "The illecebrae flagellum. I think that's the Purple Majesty breed. Quite popular in the southern countries—designed in Athkatla, you know. I'm surprised to see it here! Normally in the Underdark you get more bioluminescent breeds like the Starstrand—"

    "Right," Wyll said, politely. "Is it valuable? Dangerous?"

    "Dangerous? No, not at all." Gale wiggled a finger over the lip of the pit. Wyll startled as one of the thin waving vines coiled around it. "The value is, ah. Subjective."

    Wyll was saved from having to ask more questions by Astarion—appearing from nowhere, as was his wont—to put it in plain terms.

    "It's a sex plant," Astarion said flatly.

    Wyll and Astarion make a startling discovery in the basement of a dead wizard's tower.

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    As Wyll undergoes a brutal transformation at Mizora's hands, Astarion contemplates the nature of mercy.

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    Wyll, the bleeding heart of the bloody Frontiers, really ought to be dead by now if this is how he treats the creatures of the night: walking off with one of them, alone, into the shadow of the trees, just to watch it feed.

    Astarion has a peculiar problem. Wyll has an unexpected solution.

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    “Blood,” Wyll says, still feeling dazed. He brings a hand up to touch the stinging spot where he feels wetness drying on his neck, but bumps into Astarion’s arm in the way. “My blood. Astarion, you—bit me—”

    “Well, you enjoyed it,” Astarion says, almost sourly.

    Astarion's Act 1 bite scene, but a little to the left.

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    Gale Dekarios is interested in immortality, and vampires, and devilish contracts, and so it only makes sense that he would kidnap a vampire spawn to experiment on. He doesn't intend to torture it. He only needs to stop it from running away, while he figures out a longer-term solution to its inconvenient compulsions.
    It's a rough few days for Astarion.

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    Undead cannot become mindflayers. A living mind is required to be a host, and vampire spawns don't have one.

    There's something growing inside Astarion's skull.

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    "There's more writing on the bottom of the bowl," Shadowheart said. She was crouched down and pointing to markings on the underside of the creepy, bloodstained altar.

    "Is there? What does it say?" Gale asked, shuffling on his knees to get closer to where she was pointing.

    "He's going to crawl around like this and then complain about his knees all the way back to camp," Astarion muttered, sounding half amused and half exasperated. Karlach chuckled just a little, because he was right. Talk about being your own worst enemy: Gale versus his knees and back.

    "It says 'within each self a monster'," Shadowheart read off of the underside of the bowl.

    "Oh, this is very interesting," Gale said. "The blood spilled in the bowl will touch the other phrases, but not this one. I think that marks it as optional. I've heard of something like this before. Azuth set out trials for young mages where one could mark certain incantations with chalk and leave others blank, indicating how difficult a challenge one was willing to face."

    "This would make the trial harder?" Shadowheart asked, straightening. "A more difficult test?"

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    There’s something Jaheira’s not saying. “What happened to his last handler?” asks Gale.

    “The last four, you mean?” The rueful curve of her smirk deepens the crow’s feet around her eyes. It makes her seem younger, somehow. “The first died. The second went missing. The last two quit. You’ll be fine.”

    In a Faerûn where magic is slowly diminishing, disgraced former Chosen of Mystra Gale Dekarios survives in Baldur's Gate as a Harper alchemist, tending their greenhouses and nursing the Netherese orb in his chest—until his High Harper forces him into fieldwork.

    His first assignment? A vampire spawn informant with a crooked touch, dreams of ruin and vengeance, and a hunger to rival his own.

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    These days, most everybody in camp had learned to wave away Astarion’s advances with a laugh. They found the flirtation titillating, Gale figured, or a bit threatening, or some combination of the two. He wondered if anybody else found it sad.
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    Good old-fashioned rumination on choice and compulsion. Gale and Astarion shake off their metaphorical shackles.

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    Astarion drinks the wrong potion and inadvertently turns into a weak and helpless bat. Shadowheart loves animals, and the bat loves her, so that's fine. Then he turns back and starts throwing a tantrum about it, which would also be fine -- except that Shadowheart is not fine.

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    As more and more people join the party – all of them adventurers of some repute or renown – Astarion becomes all that more disposable in comparison. He endeavors to keep up or be left behind. (Because of course they will leave him behind. Right?) AKA: Act 1 Astarion’s race from a true level one character to team rogue and the rest of the team's reactions to that.

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    "First," said Gale. "Do not kill any thinking creatures in Waterdeep unless you must to protect yourself or you have my express permission."

    As Gale spoke, he could feel the weight of his words sinking into the person sitting across from him. It was like casting a spell, but took no effort. Astarion had been staring hollowly into his goblet of blood, but at this he made a faintly interested noise. As if the rule were novel and he was considering the shape of it.

    "Second, you will obey me in all things," said Gale. There didn't feel like there was any honest way of softening that. Astarion didn't make any sound at all.

    "Third, do not leave the tower without permission." Astarion made another speculative noise, considering this one too. But then his shoulders hunched and his eyes skittered down, as if he didn't want to look at what was about to happen.

    "Fourth," Gale said, and paused. He started with some context: "There is a tressym upstairs."

    Astarion's head twitched. He looked up at Gale, blinking, startled. He had the air of someone who had been bracing for a blow and instead had just been handed a balloon animal.

    "A what?" he asked.

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    In which a rescued, ruined Percival Graves is confined to his office; Newt Scamander shows up with Credence Barebone in his trunk; and Percival thinks that maybe - just maybe - he might know how to fix him.

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    Continuing the story: Ciri arrives at Kaer Morhen.

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    Yennefer pouted, and he could tell it was an act. “You’re no kind of fun,” she said.
    He sighed deeply, rolling his head on his neck to stretch the tension out of his shoulders. There was no point being afraid. There was nothing he could do to make her less dangerous. She wasn’t going to go away and let him sleep-- or if she did, she’d be back at any time she felt like.
    So he might as well uphold his own reputation. Meet death sitting down, offer it wine, have a pleasant conversation. That sort of thing.
    “Darling,” he said, “I am all kinds of fun.”

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    “No,” Jaskier sighed. “This is the thing, Geralt. I’m middle-aged and tired and I just think I’d rather meet death sitting down and facing it rather than from behind while I’m running. You know?” He contemplated that a moment, and finally added, “Especially if it’s you.”

    Set after the end of season 1.

    UPDATE: The Fat Baby song in chapter 7 now exists here as composed and recorded by @fannishliss and is BRILLIANT.

     

    See Series Notes on this series for a list of all the fics and what chronological order they go in, as well as recommended reading order if you're into that, just so you know what you're getting into here.

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