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Astarion/Banter

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Template:CompanionTab A collection of Astarion's remarks and overhead conversations with other characters.

Remarks

Selected

  • Keep a blade close.
  • Trust no one.
  • Watch your back.
  • What now?
  • Hmm?
  • Someone there?
  • Hello again.
  • Was the sun always that bright?
  • Let's see what the day brings.
  • What a day.
  • Everything looks new.
  • Things feel... different.
  • Keep your distance, darling.
  • I could get used to this.
  • Well hello.
  • How delicious.
  • Careful. I bite.
  • Don't touch me.

Selected (in combat)

  • Let's have some fun.
  • Time to kill.
  • This feels good.
  • Let's turn someone inside out.
  • Shall we cut and run?
  • I've missed this.
  • Shall we dance?
  • The dance macabre.
  • Who's next?
  • Go for the throat.
  • I feel alive.
  • Can you feel death's cold grip?
  • There's blood in the air.
  • Let's spill some blood.
  • I'm ready.
  • Let's have some carnage.
  • Hungry for the slaughter.
  • Time for a cull.

Selected (sneaking)

  • What is it?
  • Mmm?
  • Quiet...
  • Really? Now?
  • Now?
  • Now what...
  • If this isn't important...
  • I was trying to concentrate.
  • Time to kill?
  • Time for a little death?
  • Keep your blade close.
  • Let's have some fun.
  • Hello you.
  • Ready.
  • Shall we?
  • Quietly now...
  • I'm just waiting.
  • Something smells tasty.

Selection spam

  • Why do beautiful people taste better? It hardly seems fair on the ugly - they have such wonderful personalities.
  • Ugh. Strahd wouldn't put up with this shit.
  • More like Drizzt Don't'Urden - no. No that's not funny.
  • Villains! Dissemble no more, I admit the deed! Tear up the floor - here, here! It is the beating of his hideous hea- oh, no, that's his brain. Where did I leave that heart?

Selection spam (in combat)

  • I'm trying to focus on murder.
  • *Humming.*
  • I shot a svirfneblin in Menzoberranzan just to watch him die.
  • I should've been a drow. They have such stylish armour.

Selection spam (sneaking)

  • Shhh. Just think sneaky thoughts.
  • Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP.
  • Be very, very quiet - I'm hunting idiots.
  • I've got a brand new torture chamber, so come and play with me.

Moving

  • Go.
  • There.
  • Moving.
  • Quick step.
  • Yes, let's.
  • Let's go.
  • Let's move.
  • Let's be quick.
  • On my way.
  • Don't linger.
  • Step lightly.
  • Step quick.
  • Tread carefully.
  • Tread lightly.
  • This way.
  • Over here...
  • Shall we?
  • Over there.
  • Watch your back.
  • Watch the shadows.
  • One step at a time.
  • Subtle steps.

Moving (in combat)

  • Outmanoeuvre them.
  • On the way.
  • Keep them guessing.
  • This will do nicely.
  • Moving.
  • With finesse.
  • Quickly!
  • Let's go.
  • Let's move.
  • Be quick.
  • On my way.
  • Don't linger.
  • Step quick.
  • This way.
  • Over here.
  • Yes, here.
  • Time to move.
  • A better position.

Moving (sneaking)

  • Nice and easy.
  • Step carefully.
  • Just like old times.
  • Move unseen.
  • The element of surprise.
  • They won't see me coming.
  • Gently...
  • Stay low.
  • Not a sound.
  • Stepping softly.
  • Silent as the grave.
  • Quietly...

Hiding

  • Let's keep to the shadows.
  • On tippy toes.
  • Just like old times.
  • Into the shadows.
  • Time for discretion.
  • Neither seen nor heard.
  • Like a wraith.
  • Leave no trace.
  • Be very, very quiet.
  • On the hunt.
  • Let's prowl.
  • Ready or not...

Hiding (in combat)

  • Just like old times.
  • Into the shadows.
  • Leave no trace.
  • On the hunt.
  • Now they see me...
  • Time for a new approach.
  • They won't know what bit them.
  • The subtle approach.
  • We'll do it my way.
  • Let's have a little fun.
  • Ready or not...
  • Let's find some prey.

At low health

  • Heal me, damn you!
  • Gods - it hurts.
  • Urgh. That nearly ended me.
  • I can't take much more...
  • I need healing - now!

Attacked by party member

  • Think you're funny, do you?

Can't fit in a small hole

  • That thing is small, and I am not.

Can't fit in a tiny hole

  • That thing is tiny, and I am not.

Can't use an item

  • It's uncooperative.
  • That did nothing.
  • It's not broken, but it isn't working either.
  • Seems not.

Can't use an item while in combat

  • Now is not the time.
  • Let's wait until no one's trying to kill me.
  • Killing people now, playing with doodads later.
  • Maybe later, when I'm not locked in combat?

Finding a locked item

  • I'm not opening that. Not from here, at any rate.
  • I can't unlock it from here, but there must be a switch or a button somewhere...
  • Locked tight, but there must be some way to open it.
  • No, that's not moving. There must be a way to open it somewhere.

Looking at a globe

  • The world looks so small. Like you could just reach out and take it.

Looking at an astrolabe

  • Not just a world to explore, but an entire cosmos...

Looking into a mirror

  • I don't need a reflection to know this looks fabulous.
  • Hmm, yes... still nothing.
  • Looking perfect as always. I assume.

Looking into a telescope

  • I never cared for spyglasses. Watching things from afar is hardly fun.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap)

  • A trap. Someone doesn't like visitors.
  • Be careful, there are traps about.
  • Traps. How considerate.
  • Oh dear, someone's left a trap out for us.

Succeeded Investigation roll

  • Well now, what have we here?
  • Well hello there.
  • Hmm, what could you be?
  • What's that I spy?
  • Ah, interesting.

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap)

  • It's a trap. And a nasty one at that.
  • A devious little trap.
  • Hello, you wicked little thing.

Identified a mimic

  • A poor imitation. I see you, you sneaky little shapeshifter.

Surprised by mimic

  • Yes, yes. I'd hide my true form if I looked like you, too.
  • Ugh. That creature was rather prettier in disguise.

After a Short Rest

  • Off we go, then.
  • Well, some rest's better than none.
  • Enough sitting around - let's go hurt someone.
  • All right, time to see what new horror's waiting for us.

On character death

Player:

  • No, you can't die. Get up, damn you!

Player (Dark Urge):

  • No! My sweet, bloodthirsty friend.

Lae'zel:

  • Lae'zel - no!

Shadowheart:

  • Shadowheart! No!

Karlach:

  • Karlach! You can't die - I won't let you die.

Jaheira:

  • Jaheira! You will be avenged.

Gale:

  • No, Gale!

Wyll:

  • Wyll! Get up, you sweet fool!

Minthara:

  • Minthara! Damn it all.

Minsc:

  • No - Minsc! You can't die, not now!

Halsin:

  • No - Halsin! Gods damn it...

Throwing Scratchs' ball after his death

  • Can't believe the stupid dog isn't here to get the stupid ball.
  • Good riddance to the dog. Who'd miss that waggy little tail...
  • Does it have a sad squeak now? Is that even possible?
  • I suppose I'll just pick it up myself.

Location Remarks

Act One

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(By the dock in the Ravaged Beach)

  • "Running water normally burns like acid. But now - who knows?"

Act Two

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Act Three

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Party Banter

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  • Astarion: I am enjoying our walks together, aren't you, Gale?
  • Gale: Uhm... Sure. In silence.

  • Astarion: So, do you have loves waiting for you once this is all over?
  • Gale: You know what - that is not the easiest of questions for me to answer.
  • Shadowheart: You mean just waiting, like a lovesick puppy? Short-term amusements is much less of a hassle.

  • Gale: I knew I should've attended the Blackstaff's lectures on githyanki tir'su.
  • Gale: If I understood their script, who knows what secrets their texts would surrender...
  • Astarion: Why not ask one of the friendly bloodthirsty warriors? I'm sure they'd be happy to translate.

  • Astarion: I gave my return to Baldur's Gate a lot of thought. I never pictured this, though.
  • Gale: What did you have in mind? A quiet party, toasting your return with a few good friends?
  • Astarion: Less 'quiet party with friends', more 'days of hedonistic debauchery'. But otherwise, yes.
  • Gale: Sounds like a recipe for disaster. But you know what? I'm learning to enjoy the taste of chaos. Count me in.

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  • Astarion: Gods, how are we not there yet? My feet are killing me.
  • Karlach: Want me to carry you?
  • Astarion: Oh, darling, would you?
  • Karlach: Sure. If you promise to swap once I get tired.
  • Astarion: Please, I can barely manage my pack - you'd kill me.

  • 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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  • 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.

(Entering Selûnite Outpost)

  • Astarion: Do we have to spend so long poking about down here?
  • Astarion: I'd much rather be outside, with the sun on my skin.
  • Lae'zel: You've only just come to tolerate sun, and you're already nostalgic?
  • Lae'zel: If you're to complain the whole way, by all means, return topside. You could use the colour.

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  • Astarion: So, you and Lae'zel? Seems tense.
  • Shadowheart: Please, don't remind me. But keep your guard up with her.
  • Astarion: Noted.

  • Astarion: Shadowheart. Such a grim name for such a beautiful flower.
  • Shadowheart: I heard you mumbling that line to yourself earlier - it needs more work.
  • Lae'zel: Fortunate for his tongue he didn't say it to me.

  • Astarion: Goblins are such vile little parasites.
  • Shadowheart: Given your own nature, are you really the one to judge?

(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.

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  • Astarion: Well, it's no Baldur's Gate, but at least it's some kind of civilisation.
  • Wyll: I do miss the gate, though. The Elfsong Tavern! Sunset over Grey Harbour! Fried fish at the docks!
  • Astarion: Drunk young patriars, naked in the fountains! Ah, civilisation...

  • Astarion: I used to be agog at everything when I first walked in the sun. Perhaps I'm adjusting to this new life.
  • Wyll: It's when you use words like 'agog' that I remember you're actually two centuries old.
  • Astarion: And it's when you think 'agog' is an impressive word that I remember you're just a child.

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(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.

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(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...