Mira the Cleric of Ilmater is doing a guy-gang run with her companions typically consisting of Gale, Wyll, and Astarion.

She makes a lot of good aligned choices, and I was surprised to see Wyll and Gale MAX OUT approval so quickly in Act 1

I can only imagine Astarion feeling miserable throughout this entire mess, as he is getting the solid mixture of approve/disapprove leaving him sort of unsure of how much he likes his leader, but being forced to follow her Cheerleader Squad around who wave pompoms and pop party kazoo's for he every time she speaks.

Mira: *does a thing*

Wyll and Gale, screaming, foaming st the mouth, getting custom t-shirts made with her face on it

Astarion: ..... Yay. Woo. Ugh. *brushes confetti off his shoulder*

Chapter 1 - In The Beginning

From the earliest moments even as a child the one thing that always brought me joy was music. My mother and father always had such diverse tastes from the likes of David Bowie , The Eagles , Michael Jackson , Kiss there was always something for everyone in my home. Even as a young tadpole on my stroll home from school all I wanted to do was dive head first into that record cabinet and fuck around with the Cd or record player and dance around like no one was looking. Dad the blokey bloke loved his sport mum her music and creativity. They had always supported me in my choices when it came it expressing myself. Mum always encouraged me to learn an instrument so when I was 8 she stuck a set of drumsticks in my hands and sent me off for drum lessons. Which me being me lasted all of a few months due to my short attention span and wanting to be a rockstar in a split second although short it was a start. As we begin to traverse the awkward space of primary school I joined the school band in the brass section as the fucking gnarliest trombone player the world was yet to see. To be honest the guy I always sat next to was really good and I would play quietly and tell him to play louder because he was good and made us look good... I was a lord of riding coat tails at the time haha. Things were looking up by age 13 I was a highly established recorder player , drummer and brass ensemble member. No one could touch me with my top deck chocolate coloured hair blonde and brown I strutted into Victoria Point State High School with more swag then Dr Dre rolling through his own hood in LA. The first few years of high school as per for most kids were shit little chubby bloke in the band with weird hair I didnt give a fuck I was cool in my own little world. I made some pals by year 10 and somehow we thought we would make a band... all of us with pretty much -47 experience with any instruments decided we could do this so what did I do even with my 3 months of drumming experience made my dad buy me a cherry red axe so I could take my spot on the podium as Eddie Van Halen. I was never and still to this day the best with music theory sheet music was like learning Chinese to me yet I could pick up an instrument find my way around it and learn in my own way tablature to a degree was easier for me to write around and understand I had the ear and the tools just not the Pentium 4 processer to “ correctly do it “ As the angsty teenager I was electronic music didn't even cross my radar until around age 15 I was the Blink 182 , Taking Back Sunday , The Stokes , Queens Of The Stone age all that jazz which don't get me wrong still a fucking vibe and a half the hair went from top deck to black the lip piercing was in full affect my girlfriend at the time bought me tickets to soundwave which I actually enjoyed but also kinda freaked me the fuck out because I swear I was the most vanilla kid there haha. None the less those years were fun but one day a friend threw me a cd out of his car it was The Ministry of sound Annual 2007 and from that moment I pressed play on that cd I imagined it was what heroine would feel like actually quite similar to the feeling of scissors gliding through the piece of paper instead of snipping... Something clicked and I knew that this was something I needed to become more infatuated with..