"My advice would be to not go looking for a firsthand account. One moment you're looking into them, the next moment you are one of them and all traces of the man you are now is gone."
Normally Astarion wouldn't care to warn someone away from danger- wasn't his business whether or not a stranger went and found trouble, after all. But when it came to mind flayers, he was happy to keep them from gaining anything they might want. They had saved him from Cazador. Given him the sun and the world in color. But had things been any different then he would long since have become one of them.
And he was too pretty to have his face split open.
"Get a tadpole in your brain and suddenly you're bleeding from every orifice and your face splits open to make way for-" He brought a hand up to his chin, with his fingers pointed outward to indicate tentacles, "Not a pretty process, I assure you. And losing that pretty face of yours might just be considered a tragedy."
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Normally Astarion wouldn't care to warn someone away from danger- wasn't his business whether or not a stranger went and found trouble, after all. But when it came to mind flayers, he was happy to keep them from gaining anything they might want. They had saved him from Cazador. Given him the sun and the world in color. But had things been any different then he would long since have become one of them.
And he was too pretty to have his face split open.
"Get a tadpole in your brain and suddenly you're bleeding from every orifice and your face splits open to make way for-" He brought a hand up to his chin, with his fingers pointed outward to indicate tentacles, "Not a pretty process, I assure you. And losing that pretty face of yours might just be considered a tragedy."