If Robillard has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Robillard has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Robillard has only one fan then that is me. If Robillard has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Robillard, then I am against the world.
Drizzt: "thank you for returning my sword and Guen to me"
Astarion, while twirling his hair: "Oh its nothing, really darling, anything for you ahaha,"
Drizzt: "though I don't understand why your friend seemed so insistent on keeping them"
Astarion: "ah, that would be to feed the magic Netherese bomb in his chest, if he doesn't consume magic items every now and then it starts ticking aha- ah.."
Drizzt:
I'm cosplaying Jarlaxle for Katsucon and I spent 3 weeks making these stupid pants. If they had turned out bad I would have had to become a terrorist, but luckily they fuck, they whip, I love them. These are the pants of a man who has sex on purpose.
Menzoberranzan — the City of Intrigue, the City of Spiders.
Menzoberranzan was the most spectacular of cities, breathtaking, surreal, and an ignorant visitor— who would not be ignorant, or likely even alive, for long!— would never guess that the artisans of such beauty were among the most malicious of Toril’s races.
Legend of Drizzt - Siege of Darkness