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[she's out near the swamp! sitting on a stump of some kind, staring into a box. she's in her default clothes, which means her glowing red chest is more prominent. her tail sways back and forth behind her. she seems lost in thought.]
[it's so prettyyyy she looks up, and then gives laudna a little grin. she doesn't bother shutting the box she's looking into in laudna's case, because she doesn't think that this lady is going to be weirded out by what she finds in there.]
Oh, nice! Was he in the blood box? He okay?
Oh, nice! Was he in the blood box? He okay?
[she'll hold out a dead rat with a little bird skull and some bony wings and start nodding his head for him. and then she starts speaking for him in an exaggerated cockney accent.]
All in one piece, so to speak, heh heh. Just trapped in a box for a while. Makes my cold dead heart all warm inside to know you were worrying about me.
All in one piece, so to speak, heh heh. Just trapped in a box for a while. Makes my cold dead heart all warm inside to know you were worrying about me.
[okay, she can't help it, she laughs. you know, she talks to herself all the time, she thinks this is charming.]
Yeah, 'course I was. You seem like a perfect little gentleman. Good, good. [she says, her tail flicking back and forth lazily. she glances up at laudna, and then:] I found my thing, too.
Yeah, 'course I was. You seem like a perfect little gentleman. Good, good. [she says, her tail flicking back and forth lazily. she glances up at laudna, and then:] I found my thing, too.
[she gives them both a little grin, and winks at pâté.
but the heart question gets her to pause, and she sighs.]
Yeah, that's the one. I've got it, and you can see it if you want, since you said you were interested, but - promise you won't touch it, alright?
[there's a like, zero percent chance she'll get to have it belong to her again, it's just meat. she knows that, but... still.]
but the heart question gets her to pause, and she sighs.]
Yeah, that's the one. I've got it, and you can see it if you want, since you said you were interested, but - promise you won't touch it, alright?
[there's a like, zero percent chance she'll get to have it belong to her again, it's just meat. she knows that, but... still.]
[she grabs her box! and shows her.
it's a real heart! fleshy, looks perhaps like it was ripped out. maybe a little bigger than a human one. it's just sitting there limply, and it's starting to decompose.]
it's a real heart! fleshy, looks perhaps like it was ripped out. maybe a little bigger than a human one. it's just sitting there limply, and it's starting to decompose.]
[she relaxes just a little.]
... Mine, I think. I can't be sure, it's not like I know what it looked like, but... who else would it belong to.
... Mine, I think. I can't be sure, it's not like I know what it looked like, but... who else would it belong to.
[she bangs her fist against her chest - it makes a metal sound, thudthud.]
Replaced, yeah. [...] I don't think I died. If I did, it wasn't for long. Things are weird in the Hells, and I barely remember it other than it fucking stung like you wouldn't believe.
[this is an understatement]
Replaced, yeah. [...] I don't think I died. If I did, it wasn't for long. Things are weird in the Hells, and I barely remember it other than it fucking stung like you wouldn't believe.
[this is an understatement]
I'm from Baldur's Gate.
[she says, firmly. but not mean or unkind, just. that's her home. it'll always be her home. it registers somewhere that laudna recognizes the hells, or some form of it, but she doesn't quite catch it at first.]
And no. I didn't. I didn't want any of this. But I'm free now, and I'll die before that's taken from me.
[she says, firmly. but not mean or unkind, just. that's her home. it'll always be her home. it registers somewhere that laudna recognizes the hells, or some form of it, but she doesn't quite catch it at first.]
And no. I didn't. I didn't want any of this. But I'm free now, and I'll die before that's taken from me.
[she clears her throat, sniffs. and then:]
It isn't. I got lucky, I know I did. [...] As lucky as I'm ever gonna get.
It isn't. I got lucky, I know I did. [...] As lucky as I'm ever gonna get.
[aww, man. there's a story there, huh. and karlach is so sweet.]
You never know! But... more often than not, there aren't all that many chances. I died years ago, you know. The life I lost out on is like a dream some other person was living. But what I've had since isn't so bad, either, even if one of these days it's certain to run out.
You never know! But... more often than not, there aren't all that many chances. I died years ago, you know. The life I lost out on is like a dream some other person was living. But what I've had since isn't so bad, either, even if one of these days it's certain to run out.
[there is a hell of a story, yea (badum tshhh). she glances up, watching laudna with a pretty significant amount of empathy. and curiosity, too, and... well.
a beat.]
You take what you can get while you've got it, right? [...] I won't pry, so don't answer if you don't want to... you died? So you're...
[???]
a beat.]
You take what you can get while you've got it, right? [...] I won't pry, so don't answer if you don't want to... you died? So you're...
[???]
[fair enough! it seems like she likes that answer, though. karlach gives an answering little smile, tail flicking back and forth.]
Yeah, that's right. You are just you. [...] Well, it doesn't bother me, you know? Not that you should care if it does or not, I'm just saying.
Yeah, that's right. You are just you. [...] Well, it doesn't bother me, you know? Not that you should care if it does or not, I'm just saying.
[that's very sweet.]
It does bother some people. A good many people. And not without reason, so it is nice to know. I'm not bothered by someone with time spent in the hells, particularly. You never know what's led someone down a particular path, I believe, so it would be pointless to assume the reasons without asking.
It does bother some people. A good many people. And not without reason, so it is nice to know. I'm not bothered by someone with time spent in the hells, particularly. You never know what's led someone down a particular path, I believe, so it would be pointless to assume the reasons without asking.
[after the npc reveal, laudna can be found sitting out near the pyre on her own, with pâté fluttering nearby. she has her long hair hanging down over her face and she's clearly talking to herself out loud.]
...Still nothing from you? How long are you going to give me the silent treatment? You're useless!
...Still nothing from you? How long are you going to give me the silent treatment? You're useless!
[she reaches to gently pat laudna on the shoulder. she is very, very warm.]
That's how I like to do things. I've got no idea how people got to where they are, and as long as they're not mass-murdering fuckheads, I'm pretty alright with just getting along.
All of you are better than demons and devils, anyway. Talk about a tough crowd.
That's how I like to do things. I've got no idea how people got to where they are, and as long as they're not mass-murdering fuckheads, I'm pretty alright with just getting along.
All of you are better than demons and devils, anyway. Talk about a tough crowd.
[oof, trouble in pâté-ridise...
she comes over and flops down next to laudna without any sort of fanfare, glancing up at pâté.]
... He mad at you or something?
she comes over and flops down next to laudna without any sort of fanfare, glancing up at pâté.]
... He mad at you or something?
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