"DOES YOUR GOD HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO OFFER YOU." oh he's absolutely talking about mystra :/
↳ magic worlds prompts ( accepting ) / @firstspawn
IT BOTHERS HIM, but not as much as it could. Not as much as it should, really — but he jerks his chin up, a flash of something stubborn in his eye. ❝ She’s offered me plenty. She’s given me more than I could describe in so many lifetimes. Beautiful things. Wondrous things. Power beyond my imagining. Losing it was my own—— ❞
A waver. A wobble. Just barely, scarcely, but it’s enough for his gaze to drop to his splayed hands; slowly, his fingers curl closed. He looks —— indecisive, that raw bite of something terrified chewing at his heels, but he’s working so very hard to keep all of it at bay, to keep it hidden, to keep moving forward. He's starting to choke on his own optimism.
He smiles, then — a small thing, a sad thing, but it swiftly grows as he meets Astarion’s eye. ❝ Her silence for these years was because of my own damned hubris. And now she offers me a chance to redeem everything I’ve done wrong. Forgiveness. What more could she offer me? The gods and goddesses aren’t known for their talents in bargaining. ❞