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Drizzt gingerly flipped the clasp of his belt
🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦
More likely, Drizzt suspected, they kept their distance simply because of his odor, which the bath had done little to diminish.
stinky
On an impulse, Drizzt tried to reply in the drow silent code, an intricate language of hand and facial gestures. “He’s casting a spell!” Eleni cried, and she dived down into the blueberries.
LMFAO
Drizzt was left, his smile fast fading and his arms out wide, standing all alone in the blueberry patch.
he literally just wants friends please
But she could not, for all of her experience and agility, manage the fancy shoes that Fret had squeezed her feet into.
shes not like other gorls
He gave the sprite a quick jerk to silence him, then growled, “One word at a time! What is your name?”
this is so hot im sorry
Finally Drizzt chose a tactic that Tephanis could not counter, one that took the sprite’s advantage away. He slammed Tephanis into the wall, then tossed the stunned creature off the cliff.
jesus christ
He crawled out from under Kempfana, wiped the blood, his own blood, from his lips, unceremoniously ripped his scimitar free of Kempfana’s mouth, and retrieved his dagger.
HE IS SO DRRHRJSBFUSJEB HHOT
He came in fast and hard.
😏
“Too cold, Guenhwyvar,” he stuttered through his chattering teeth. “Too cold.”
:(
“Get me … limb,” Drizzt stuttered to Guenhwyvar, not knowing any words for wood or tree.
oh my god
“Flat of the blade!” Drizzt replied, quite willing to play along. How Drizzt had loved such tests of skill back in Menzoberranzan with Zaknafein!
crying
and threw his rump out behind him.
drizzt throwing it back
Drizzt, would slip in some comment about his past. It became almost a game between the two, remarking on some distant event, more to measure the shocked expression of the other than to make any relevant point.
THIS IS SO CUTE
Drizzt suffered more than he smiled and punished himself more than he should.
IVE HAD JUST ABOUT ENOUGH OF TBAT
But the scars are few, and they will heal.”
god
Gradually they came closer together, leaving Drizzt with hopes that he had found a friend as true as Belwar or even Zaknafein.
if anything happens to montolio im going to kill myself
To follow a god is folly. I shall follow my heart instead.”
but hes right tho
“I wish to know more of your … our … goddess,” Drizzt admitted that next night, when he found Montolio cooking their supper.
drizzt has become catholic
The weapon’s tip and hooked barbs disappeared into the giant’s belly, drove upward through its diaphragm and into its heart and lungs.
jesus christ
he said unexpectedly to Drizzt one night as they ate their dinner, a vegetable stew that Drizzt had concocted.
HE COOKS OK HOUSEWIFE DRIZZT
“But you are still a child,” Montolio said.
he really is god. Im crying
He remained there for a very long time, watching the last wisps of heat depart from the ranger’s body. But if Mooshie was cold, his contented smile emanated warmth.
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOFHVGHHHJJSWWHSH
They never looked back as they moved down the mountain trail, toward the wide world of pains and joys.
what if this was my final straw
the two great northern cities of Waterdeep
heehee waterdeep
Two of the group had even thrown themselves at Drizzt’s feet, begging him to unleash his “dark elf terrors” and make them suffer.
me
“Mergandevinasander of Chult,
excuse me
Not until he had time to practice his best dragon voice.
no way
He hoped to travel roads dangerous and exciting and even write his own tales.
:')
Slowly and dramatically, the mountain man peeled back his hood, revealing his scars. “Never a bother, until ye don’t expect what ye get!”
he is so damn dramatic like STFUUUUUU
“He killed my dog!” Roddy growled. “Don’t look dead to me,” Bruenor quipped, drawing chuckles from every corner.
ok i like bruenor
Drizzt surmised one phrase clearly, words he had waited so many years to hear: Welcome home.
BYE
When Catti-brie names me so, then will I allow my heart to swell with the satisfaction of knowing that I have been judged for my heart and not my sword arm;
im crying
