"Very well, then." Ironic that just talking with Astarion was something he wanted overheard less than sex.
Waiting for Astarion to gather his things and get his wine, Thrawn waved him along, looking like just another elf and drow going on their way. Some of the patrons gave them a wide berth, possibly not wanting to bump into a drow and get on his bad side. Thrawn had his armor styled after Lolth-sworn drow, so that others would give him some space and not accost him. He had even bought a mace, though he also had his blaster hidden on his person.
He led Astarion through the lower city, past Sorcerous Sundries, near the docks. Eventually, they came upon an abandoned house, one that had been foreclosed a while back and was currently unoccupied. The houses next to it were similarly unoccupied, its owners having fled the city to escape the cult. Thrawn had made sure that no prospective homeowners were going to come by anytime soon, and that nobody was going to start squatting in it. He would be gone before the house could come on the market.
Opening the door, Thrawn turned to Astarion. "You may enter."
The artwork and books said that vampires couldn't enter homes without being invited. Even if the house lacked an owner at the moment, he figured it wouldn't hurt to ask. Pik and Waffle were already inside, waiting for their Primary.
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Waiting for Astarion to gather his things and get his wine, Thrawn waved him along, looking like just another elf and drow going on their way. Some of the patrons gave them a wide berth, possibly not wanting to bump into a drow and get on his bad side. Thrawn had his armor styled after Lolth-sworn drow, so that others would give him some space and not accost him. He had even bought a mace, though he also had his blaster hidden on his person.
He led Astarion through the lower city, past Sorcerous Sundries, near the docks. Eventually, they came upon an abandoned house, one that had been foreclosed a while back and was currently unoccupied. The houses next to it were similarly unoccupied, its owners having fled the city to escape the cult. Thrawn had made sure that no prospective homeowners were going to come by anytime soon, and that nobody was going to start squatting in it. He would be gone before the house could come on the market.
Opening the door, Thrawn turned to Astarion. "You may enter."
The artwork and books said that vampires couldn't enter homes without being invited. Even if the house lacked an owner at the moment, he figured it wouldn't hurt to ask. Pik and Waffle were already inside, waiting for their Primary.