Really? I thought I’d just stand here and gawk at it!
[Thanks, Winter! He knows! And he knows that he works best when he is not detected by enemies, and it’s hard to feel as though one is anything but detected when being gazed upon by a literal giant eyeball.
But Winter sends that Eldritch Blast careening towards the creature, distracting it just enough to buy him maybe a second or two — it’s not much time, but it’ll have to make do, and Astarion makes his way swiftly up the nearest slope to gain himself a bit of high ground.
There’s not a lot of movement to be had here, given they could not be fighting in a more inconvenient spot: the top of a cliffside with a very inconvenient fall in one direction should they take a topple. But no time to worry about tumbling to one’s death just yet!
He’s quick and deft about reading his bow, and sends his first arrow flying straight towards that eye. Maybe another, too, if he’s given the opportunity. THIS AWFUL THING BETTER NOT TURN HIM INTO STONE,,]
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[Thanks, Winter! He knows! And he knows that he works best when he is not detected by enemies, and it’s hard to feel as though one is anything but detected when being gazed upon by a literal giant eyeball.
But Winter sends that Eldritch Blast careening towards the creature, distracting it just enough to buy him maybe a second or two — it’s not much time, but it’ll have to make do, and Astarion makes his way swiftly up the nearest slope to gain himself a bit of high ground.
There’s not a lot of movement to be had here, given they could not be fighting in a more inconvenient spot: the top of a cliffside with a very inconvenient fall in one direction should they take a topple. But no time to worry about tumbling to one’s death just yet!
He’s quick and deft about reading his bow, and sends his first arrow flying straight towards that eye. Maybe another, too, if he’s given the opportunity. THIS AWFUL THING BETTER NOT TURN HIM INTO STONE,,]