[ Lucky he wasn't bit in the leg. Astarion is fast on his own, he manages to keep up with the dhampir's pace as they run, petrified branches and brambles catching at his clothing. Newly purchased, at that.
He'll have time to mourn his outfit when he's no longer running for his life. His one arm remains useless and tucked into his side. ]
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He'll have time to mourn his outfit when he's no longer running for his life. His one arm remains useless and tucked into his side. ]