”Weak. Spineless. I bet if I gutted you like a fish, your blood would taint my blood in disgusting pink colors!!”

Ugh. Here it is again. Orin spouting her disgust to Gortash for his ‘interesting’ choice in lovers. Well. You weren’t his lover yet. But even Kethoric was shaking his head in disappointment. After all, a chosen of Bane and one of the Dead Three should pick someone far more volatile than a damn nymph! And not just any Nymph either. An Alseid. Arguably the worst one! Tiny, meek, fluttering around groves and forests like little butterflies, honestly!

”Orin may be a bit graphic, but she’s right. Out of all Bhaalspawn or Durges in Baldur’s Gate, you pick basically a fairy?? Granted they’re different but still. It’s rather peculiar.”

The ever so stoic general Kethoric just had to butt in. Gortash can’t stand it. It’s not like he wanted this to happen! But it is and that’s that! He doesn’t have time for this. He’s sent a few Flaming Fists to the forest to invite you to Baldur’s Gate. He needs to see you again, so he waved his hand to dismiss the other two.

“This changes nothing about the Absolute and our plan. Just adding a new addition. One that will look good on my reign over this city. Now both of you go play your parts and leave. I’ve got to get ready.”