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awellboiledicicle · 7 months

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Dot had to redo the Harpy fight at the beach three times because SOMEONE kept being lured and dying. And then getting the death farts and killing Astarion.

That's neither here nor there, but i do want to appreciate that Dot's face while Gale is talking about his talents is just. "Sure bud. No idea what a tressym is, or a mephrit, but ok."

This is all first day interaction, btw. They just had their second short rest of the game to recover enough not to all be dying. Gale is giving peak 'fancy client that is very convinced she wants to know everything about the exotic car import business'. Just very strong 'look at me! arent i great!' energy. That said her expectations for Wizards were gandolf and Howl from Howls moving castle. Just somewhere in there. So she doesn't hold it against him, it's just kinda a 'flat look for a second before smiling and saying neat'.

Gale already told her about his condition and she took that well, so he's just sitting there thinking he was somehow rude or overhyped himself. Then he makes dinner at camp and she just literally cries because it's good and asks him for a hug in the middle of him trying to apologize that the limited ingredients meant it wasn't up to his usual standards.

That said she's just happy its not ramen and no one's been filled in on the 'not from here' thing yet. Because it literally comes up as they're all sitting there like.

"So." She sets aside her soup bowl, emptied and scraped clean, on the ground by her feet. She clasps her hands together in front of her mouth and hums. "I have a very, admittedly, wild question."

"Ask away, though if it's about ceremorphosis--"

"No, no it's not about going squid town--" Wyll snorted into his cup and she waved him off. "Erm. Where, and pardon my french, the fuck are we?"

"Somewhere along the Chironthar, according to the druids." At her very prolonged look of confusion Wyll continued. "Closer to Baldur's Gate than where Elturel used to be, at least."

"Allllriiiiight." She chewed her lip a moment. "What country? Continent?"

"The... sword coast." Gale paused packing up his things from supper and eyed her curiously. "How far afield did the ship grab you from?"

The look of confusion morphs into a bit of wide eyed discomfort.

"Hm! No idea where the fuck that is, so that's-- erm. I don't suppose you all know what earth is?"

"Academically, yes, though why would--" Gale paused, blinked, and then looked much more excited than was perhaps warranted. "The ship jumped to Earth?"

"See, i want to get back to what you mean by knowing it academically."

"And I want to know by your implication that your familiarity is practical!"

"I was born there?" At the sight of his jaw dropping open before the look of overwhelming curiosity returned, she squinted. "Are you going to say that's weird. Because if it is, weirder shit happened to get me here."

"Not weird, per se--" He tapped his chin, head tilted to get a better look at her. She fidgeted. "Earth is just... that is to say the plane it exists within is, well, fantastically difficult to get to outside of the odd natural portal or a gate set up by a very powerful wizard. Apologies, its... well, I wouldn't even know how to explain its rarity!"

"I'm a very special little alien, got it." Dot pinched her nose and took a deep breath. "Basically something took me from Earth and put me on the ship, then shit went sideways. I need you guys to tell me what the lay of the land is, essentially. Like, to the point of... explain it like i'm five years old."

"Surely there's enough similarity to things that Faerun won't be that foreign to you."

"Gale, you shoot magic out of your fingers. Magic where i come from is sleight of hand bullshit."

"... fair point."

#mok plays bg3 #dot au

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