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=== {{Banter|Karlach}} === | === {{Banter|Karlach}} === | ||
* '''Astarion''': Biting flies, midges - shouldn't nature be beautiful and serene? It looks so nice in the Upper City parks. | |||
* '''Karlach''': Upper City, huh? Swish. Never spent much time there myself. | |||
* '''Astarion''': I'll happily take you. If we survive this bugs' banquet. | |||
* '''Karlach''': Sounds good. I've always been curious what a patriar loo looks like. | |||
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=== {{Banter|Lae'zel}} === | === {{Banter|Lae'zel}} === | ||
Revision as of 20:49, 22 September 2023
A collection of Astarion's remarks and overhead conversations with other characters.
Remarks
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Looking in a mirror
- "Looking perfect as always. I assume."
- "I don't need a reflection to know this looks fabulous."
- "Hmm, yes... still nothing."
Finding a locked item
- ""
Location Remarks
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Act One
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Act Two
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Act Three
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Party Banter
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Astarion and Gale 
- Astarion: I am enjoying our walks together, aren't you, Gale?
- Gale: Uhm... Sure. In silence.
Astarion and Karlach 
- Astarion: Biting flies, midges - shouldn't nature be beautiful and serene? It looks so nice in the Upper City parks.
- Karlach: Upper City, huh? Swish. Never spent much time there myself.
- Astarion: I'll happily take you. If we survive this bugs' banquet.
- Karlach: Sounds good. I've always been curious what a patriar loo looks like.
Astarion and Lae'zel 
- Astarion: So, you know about these parasites. Will we survive them?
- Lae'zel: Only if my people extract them. The only other cure is the blade.
- Astarion: Okay. Wonderful.
- Astarion: You fight well, but you're so efficient. Why not have a little fun?
- Lae'zel: Fun? I fight to win, not to make spectacles.
- Astarion: What a waste.
Astarion and Shadowheart 
- Astarion: So, you and Lae'zel? Seems tense.
- Shadowheart: Please, don't remind me. But keep your guard up with her.
- Astarion: Noted.
(In the temple of Shar)
- Astarion: I do like it down here. It's nice. Homey.
- (If Shadowheart's allegiance has been revealed)
- Shadowheart: This is a dedication to my goddess' power and dark beauty. Homey is not the first word that comes to mind.
- (If Shadowheart's allegiance hasn't been revealed)
- Shadowheart: This temple is positively dripping with power and dark beauty - is homey truly the first word that springs to mind.
(In Reithwin Tollhouse)
- Shadowheart: I have to ask, Astarion. Do people taste different from one another, when you feed?
- Astarion: It all depends. A clean neck certainly helps.
- Shadowheart: Come on, you know I'm talking about their blood.
- Astarion: Of course, there are different vintages. Young noble is wonderful if you can get it, but crone has its charms too.
(In the House of Healing)
- Astarion: It's a long time since I was in a house of healing. Gods, it's depressing.
- Shadowheart: I suppose you don't have much use for hospitals... unless you're seeking to steal their blood stock.
- Astarion: True, although I don't heal as fast as I used to. The one downside to the tadpole, I suppose.
- Shadowheart: The one downside? I think you might have stopped the count too soon...
(At Cazador's Palace)
- Shadowheart: So, Astarion. Vampire dens - what should I expect?
- Astarion: Vampires would be a safe bet.
- Shadowheart: Hilarious. You belong on stage - perhaps the bloodstained sort, with a hooded man standing by, axe in hand.
- Astarion: So long as there's a cheering crowd. As for vampire dens, I'd brace your nose. They can be very... organic.
Astarion and Wyll 
Astarion and Minthara 
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Astarion and Jaheira 
(In the Lower City)
- Astarion: Beyond that gate is the Upper City, housing the great and the good of Baldur's Gate.
- Jaheira: You yearn for a better class of company, Astarion?
- Astarion: Gods no - who'd want to spend time with anyone great or good?
(In the Lower City)
- Astarion: Cazazdor always warned us to stay clear of this neighbourhood. Never said why, though.
- Jaheira: The last spawn who tried was sunk into the cobblestones and left for the sun to find. I had an unfortunate taste for theatrics, in my youth.
- Astarion: Ah. Yes, that was probably it.
(In the North Alleys)
- Jaheira: Never mind the shining squares - I am more comfortable on streets such as this. A peek at the true face behind the mask.
- Astarion: Yet another thing we have in common. We're two peas in a pod.
- Jaheira: I said a peek behind the city's mask, Astarion - not a look up its skirts.
- Astarion: Jaheira! What do you think of me?
(Ascendant Astarion)
- Jaheira: You consumed all the spawn in your service, lord Astarion. You shall have to fend for yourself a while.
- Astarion: Oh, I've never had trouble attracting foolish, pretty people.
- Jaheira: Nor did Cazador, it seems.
- Astarion: Jaheira! ... You think I'm pretty?
(Spawn Astarion)
- Jaheira: I am glad it is your non-vampiric charms our friend has fallen for, Astarion. It is, isn't it?
- Astarion: Of course! Is it so unbelievable that they would simply like me?
- Astarion: If you insist on prying, perhaps you'd care to join us and see how much we enjoy one another?
- Jaheira: Why? Do you require some instruction on how the deed is done?
- Astarion: I'm sure even I could learn some new tricks from an old veteran such as yourself.
Astarion and Minsc 
(By the Basilisk's Gate)
- Minsc: Ah, but it is a fine thing to walk with friends beneath the warming sun!
- Astarion: Friends' might be a stretch, but otherwise - yes, I fully agree!
- Minsc: You might have your cloudy locks to keep the heat off your head, but do not forget that Minsc has Boo! We will be like twins, eh?
- Astarion: We will? Gods - two hundred years and I've never missed seeing my reflection more.
(In Harborview Park)
- Minsc: Oh, I do not know, Boo. If you buried the nuts here before we were stone, I am thinking they might have gone bad.
- Astarion: Minsc! Enough! The hamster isn't saying a damn thing and you know it.
- Minsc: Well, Astarion. Boo is of good breeding, and so only speaks when he has something nice to say.
- Minsc: Perhaps this is why he has never seen fit to speak to you.
- Astarion: How delightfully vicious. I'm beginning to like the hamster.
(By the Eastern Docks)
- Minsc: ASTARION! FISH! ASTARION!
- Astarion: Minsc, please - slow down. Use your words.
- Minsc: Minsc has thought how you might be a more virtuous vampire - feast on fish instead. They are made of naught but neck!
- Astarion: It's a sweet thought, but fish just doesn't have the flavour of full-blooded red meat.
- Minsc: No, you do not 'agree', Boo. I told you you have been spending far too much time around the pale one...
(Ascendant Astarion)
- Minsc: Do not think your twinkly-eyed wiles will work on us, vampire lord.
- Astarion: Oh, I know I could never tempt you, but maybe your little friend would like to perch on a more elegant shoulder?
- Minsc: Do not look into his eyes, Boo! Think not of nesting in his thick and downy mane!
- Astarion: You'll never know unless you try. Just once? Maybe you'll like it.
(Spawn Astarion)
- Minsc: No, Boo. Astarion is a friend now - he would never bite you.
- Minsc: Yes, vampire?
- Astarion: Yes... I mean - no? I am not interested in biting the rodent is the point.
- Astarion: Not least because he lives in your trousers...