Yeah, beautiful an' deadly. Drink this shit a sip at a time, got it?
[He's not teasing, it's for her own safety. Anyway he puts an arm around her waist to steady her as she wobbles on her feet.]
Let's getcha some fresh air then, aye?
[Namur all but picks her up and carries her out. But if she wants to feel like she did it herself, she can walk her feet along the floor as they go, the glowing bottle and a shot glass tucked in the crook of Namur's other arm. He takes her across town and through the Gate, then he gets a cab to take them to Fayren. He skirts around the city, and delves deeper into the enchanted forest, until he finds some nice, soft seeming grass for her to perch in, the trees around draped in vines and mosses. Waves crashing into a rocky shore can be heard not too far off, and other than the sounds of insects and frogs and the occasional owl, the forest is quiet.
Namur sits and works the crystal stopper off from the bottle, pouring half a shot into the glass.]
A'ight, y' wanna get well an' truly hammered, give that a sip an' lean back 'gainst the tree. When y' come back t' this reality y' can let everthin' out y' been tryna drown, aye?
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[He's not teasing, it's for her own safety. Anyway he puts an arm around her waist to steady her as she wobbles on her feet.]
Let's getcha some fresh air then, aye?
[Namur all but picks her up and carries her out. But if she wants to feel like she did it herself, she can walk her feet along the floor as they go, the glowing bottle and a shot glass tucked in the crook of Namur's other arm. He takes her across town and through the Gate, then he gets a cab to take them to Fayren. He skirts around the city, and delves deeper into the enchanted forest, until he finds some nice, soft seeming grass for her to perch in, the trees around draped in vines and mosses. Waves crashing into a rocky shore can be heard not too far off, and other than the sounds of insects and frogs and the occasional owl, the forest is quiet.
Namur sits and works the crystal stopper off from the bottle, pouring half a shot into the glass.]
A'ight, y' wanna get well an' truly hammered, give that a sip an' lean back 'gainst the tree. When y' come back t' this reality y' can let everthin' out y' been tryna drown, aye?