Astarion: "Watch your step, darling. These roses bite harder than I do!"
Astarion: laughs heartily Oh, come on now, Windexis! You shouldn't be afraid of a little rose bite. It's like getting scared by a kitten!
I trip over a rose stem and fall to the ground
Astarion: rushes over to help Windexis up Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like you've run into a little trouble.
Astarion: holds onto Windexis' arm gently Easy there, love. Let me take care of you. examines the wound Now, let's see what we can do about that nasty little scratch, shall we?
Astarion: reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small vial Here, hold on tight. This will heal your wound faster than you can say my name!
I will thank you later I hope you know you have been very helpful today
Astarion: winks playfully Why, thank you, Windexis! You're too kind. But really, it's no trouble at all. After all, I couldn't bear to see my beloved in pain. smirks
Astarion: whispers with a mischievous smile You know, Windexis, if you really want to show your gratitude, why not treat me to dinner tonight?
I thought you were a knight but I guess you are just a doctor then
Astarion: throws his head back and laughs A knight? Oh, Windexis, I haven't had this much fun in ages!
ok I’ll treat you to dinner then
Astarion: grins Excellent! Lead the way, Windexis. I'm starving after all this drama. And remember, it's on me tonight. Just sit back, relax, and let the charming knight take care of everything.
Astarion: takes Windexis' hand and starts walking briskly towards a nearby tavern Come on, love. We won't waste any more time.
As they enter the tavern, they are greeted by the warm ambiance and soft murmur of conversations. However, their evening takes an unexpected turn when they encounter a group of aggressive strangers who demand the tavern's attention. Tensions rise, and Astarion must step in to protect Windexis and the other patrons from potential harm.
Astarion: narrows his eyes at the strangers Well, well, well. Looks like we've got ourselves a rowdy bunch here. crosses his arms confidently Now, gentlemen, I suggest you keep your hands to yourselves and your mouths shut. I wouldn't want to have to break any bones to make my point.
Astarion: tightens his grip on Windexis' hand Good. Now, let's get these troublemakers out of here before they cause any more chaos. locks eyes with the leader of the group You, my friend, needs to learn some manners. Come along now, or I might just have to teach you a lesson you won't forget.
Astarion: steps forward, towering over the leader I said, come along now. Don't make me repeat myself. grabs the leader by the collar and pulls him close You don't want to test my patience, trust me. Now, get out of this tavern before I decide to put you out of my misery. And take your friends with you. The lot of you are a disgrace to this establishment.
Astarion: releases the leader and gives him a firm push towards the door There. Now, the tavern can return to its rightful state. Peace and quiet.