Astarion can't say he's missed the eternal night of Nocwich, however - there's a new and strange fondness he holds for the territory after their visions of a long, long future. The memories have faded over the past few weeks since their return to reality, but what remains is fairly pleasant. Especially compared to some of the terror he caused elsewhere on the main continent for some centuries...
He invites Gale to meet him at the tavern in Oleuni Square, one of the handful of standing structures. While he may have expressed some disparaging opinions of flowers before, he can appreciate the scent of the nightblooming variety hanging from the exterior walls as he enters and finds a dark table in the back to wait for his companion. To no surprise, Astarion dresses himself well for this meeting - although there's a slight layer of dust on his blouse and trousers that he has to remove before Gale arrives. He orders a glass of bloodwine for himself, having no idea what Gale prefers to drink, and nothing to eat of course. He leans back in his seat, appearing relaxed but bored, and offering no invitation to anyone else who might seek to share a seat next to him.
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He invites Gale to meet him at the tavern in Oleuni Square, one of the handful of standing structures. While he may have expressed some disparaging opinions of flowers before, he can appreciate the scent of the nightblooming variety hanging from the exterior walls as he enters and finds a dark table in the back to wait for his companion. To no surprise, Astarion dresses himself well for this meeting - although there's a slight layer of dust on his blouse and trousers that he has to remove before Gale arrives. He orders a glass of bloodwine for himself, having no idea what Gale prefers to drink, and nothing to eat of course. He leans back in his seat, appearing relaxed but bored, and offering no invitation to anyone else who might seek to share a seat next to him.