i love this little fella so much
Wyll reciting fairy tales he knows by heart to the children in Reithwin, and making up new endings each time they revisit to see if they catch him and were paying attention.
Wyll entertaining the tiefling kiddos with big, showy tales of castles and monsters and dragons and knights, all with nameless heros so the children can put themselves in the adventure.
Wyll having whole stanzas of poetry memorized that he can recite at any time, and often does under breath as he walks or swings his rapier in rhythm to keep time (he doesn't count his waltz, he *speaks* it)
Wyll dropping his favourite quotes from plays in casual conversation (and making some up completely on the spot, but they're so dead on you wouldn't be able to tell).
Wyll who could have been a poet, a playwright, a storyteller. Who *is* all of these things, even if it's not at the forefront of his being.
THEY'RE COMING BACK
a quick dash of a drawing for wyll week: flowers featuring wyll troubled with hanahaki disease due to one particular well coiffed rogue. an untraditional bouquet for their romance features:
wallflower for faithfulness in adversity
southernwood for constancy and jest
just a few hyacinth leaves and individual flowers for a touch of sport, playfulness, and rashness
and of course, sweet william for gallantry
EDIT: astarion now has a companion piece!
LOOK I JUST REALLY ENJOY THEIR FRIENDSHIP OK?? You can't tell me they wouldn't hang after their respective personal quests (spawn ending ofc)/emotional breakdowns over their own mortality
°21 years old/He/him° I will post about whatever shit I like
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