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“Yes. I took my violin and all the gold I could get my hands on and left for Athkatla, Waterdeep, Trademeet, hells anywhere that would have me. I played for crowds and private parties, whatever I had to do to survive,” they admitted quietly. “And I lived life as a man.”
“But you aren't one,” it wasn't a question.
“No, I’m not. But it's easier to let people think that I am,” Tavares answered, “and it's a lot more comfortable than letting them think I am a woman.”
“If I’m being completely honest, darling, I don't really care,” Astarion commented. Tav’s head snapped up, the rage inside them building to a crescendo. The vampire quickly realized his mistake and added, “About what's under your clothes! By the hells… you understand how incredibly fascinating I’ve found you thus far, don’t you? You think I would care about what… oh what was the phrase you used? What equipment you have?”
“Others have found my lack of equipment… offendable.”
This is my version of the tiefling party scene with my Tav: a nonbinary wood half-elf sorbard from a noble background who is just a little too proud of their draconic bloodline.
Series
- Part 1 of Tavares Ilphelkiir
- Part 1 of Faerûn Love Stories