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    Marcus holds the goblet up, still stinking with klauthgrass, and ponders them, clutched in the wretched claws of his undead monsters. "Well," he says, and smiles. "If you will not willingly drink it, I have a manner of encouragement."

    And then he raises his dagger, pricks his own wrist until scarlet pools over his pale skin, and lets blood drip into the goblet.

    Before he can help it, Astarion stiffens.

    Astarion has spent two hundred years with truth as a bitter enemy. Fitting, then, that his choice to say it is taken from him.

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    09 May 2026

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    When he wakes, he is on a beach, gold, looking up at the sun.

    Ah, he thinks, distant. I'm dreaming.

    Astarion is never quite sure, until the moment Cazador lies dead before him, whether this entire adventure is anything more than an extremely vivid hallucination.

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    09 May 2026

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    It goes something like this: Astarion wakes up flat in the dirt, hands tied behind his back, bleeding. His head aches.

    Wyll stands over him, uncharacteristically scared. "Astarion," he says, fast and frantic. "Are you back to yourself?"

    There are two puncture wounds on his neck.

    (It goes something like this: Astarion wakes up. The party says he attacked them. He does not remember this.)

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    09 May 2026

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    “Replacement.”

     

     

    Tim freezes, gaze still locked on Jack’s prone, silent form sprawled out on the floor, and pulls the phone back to look at the number.

    It’s kind of funny, he thinks hazily. Of course he would accidentally kill his dad and then mistakenly call Jason, of all people.

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    06 May 2026

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    Jason: You couldn’t put on a shirt for that? Send your thirst traps elsewhere, Harper.
    Roy: dont insult me. when i send a thirst trap, youll know

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    Jason and Roy text. It escalates.

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