Astarion nods, impressed, and proceeds to utterly fluff the next toss. One skip and then a wave he didn't anticipate.
"That was the ocean's fault," he grouses. "Umberlee has cursed me."
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Re: Spam
Date: 2025-02-15 12:11 am (UTC)Astarion nods, impressed, and proceeds to utterly fluff the next toss. One skip and then a wave he didn't anticipate.
"That was the ocean's fault," he grouses. "Umberlee has cursed me."