He's dead. [ a beat. ] I didn't actually kill him. He choked on a scallop a year or so ago, alas. He did love his shellfish.
[ Zevran stretches a hand up to comb through Alistair's hair, a soothing gesture as he began to outline how it was he'd been painted and primed as a seer.
There were goats and literal paint involved- as well as a lot of drugged dancing wherein he had to behave like an elf possessed without being possessed and while stone cold sober. ]
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[ Zevran stretches a hand up to comb through Alistair's hair, a soothing gesture as he began to outline how it was he'd been painted and primed as a seer.
There were goats and literal paint involved- as well as a lot of drugged dancing wherein he had to behave like an elf possessed without being possessed and while stone cold sober. ]