Astarion nods, crouches down and casts the spell, a ball of flame appearing over the palm of his hand in preparation to be thrown. He just lets it hover, the light not bright enough to spook the fish but enough to make clearer some of the shapes moving around beneath the water's surface.
Despite himself, he finds himself sharing in Jacob's anticipation of action to come.
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Date: 2025-05-03 09:48 am (UTC)Astarion nods, crouches down and casts the spell, a ball of flame appearing over the palm of his hand in preparation to be thrown. He just lets it hover, the light not bright enough to spook the fish but enough to make clearer some of the shapes moving around beneath the water's surface.
Despite himself, he finds himself sharing in Jacob's anticipation of action to come.