[ Astarion holds on as best he can. His arms are shaking and what strength the blood gave him isn't quite enough.
Thankfully, Sokta makes it up and over the edge just as his strength is failing him, and Astarion collapses, letting the rope go and lying there on the ground with blood flecking his face. If he needed to breathe, he would be panting, but the vibe is very much the same as the world swims in front of him. ]
Damn whoever or whatever it is to the Hells. When I meet them, they won't escape.
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Thankfully, Sokta makes it up and over the edge just as his strength is failing him, and Astarion collapses, letting the rope go and lying there on the ground with blood flecking his face. If he needed to breathe, he would be panting, but the vibe is very much the same as the world swims in front of him. ]
Damn whoever or whatever it is to the Hells. When I meet them, they won't escape.