+ my partner.”
Gil. The ache in his chest at the thought of them. They wouldn’t recognize him, wouldn’t even know who he was.
With a deep breath, he steeled himself and snuffed those emotions. It was for the best that Gil thought Markus was dead because, in all actuality, that man was.
Gil. The ache in his chest at the thought of them. They wouldn’t recognize him, wouldn’t even know who he was.
With a deep breath, he steeled himself and snuffed those emotions. It was for the best that Gil thought Markus was dead because, in all actuality, that man was.
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"Well, Sword Coast's where I hang my hat these days, too. We're in Waterdeep - but I know a couple folks with
Tarkith didn't go to one of the nice, sunny afterlifes when he died.
“Waterdeep? Buncha pretentious assholes over there.”
"Yeah, it's a lot. Noisy, too." He'll cede that. "But no one bats an eye at a bugbear walkin' down the street,
Couldn't say about Neverwinter. Been to Baldur's Gate once, but never as far north as Neverwinter."
There were simple truths in life. Beholders couldn’t be trusted. Brash had once heard rumors of a friendly mindflayer, another ploy that he wouldn’t fall for.
“Are they waiting for their kids to get disintegrated?”