Dedicated to those who enjoy choice.

An SoD fic


Scene: Sarevok breaks apart into golden dust. It's over. It's finally over. Gorion is avenged, you saved the city (and your own skin) and you are proclaimed a hero.

Yet unease creeps down you. You know the prophecy. You were raised in Candlekeep. A score of mortal progeny. Gorion's letter confirmed it. There will be others.

But right now, rest. The Grand Dukes will want to interrogate you and use you, assess how much of a threat you are. But that's tomorrow [Charname]'s problem. Right now you feel the soft velvet and silken sheets, the cosy glow of the fire... finally a bed worthy of your divine heritage. Finally... rest. Maybe you won't even suffer Dead Dad Dreams...

Cut.


Act 1

BLAH BLAH BLAH TAUNT TAUNT TAUNT. U WROOOOONG. CAELAR IS THE HERO. U R WRONG.

etc.

Cut.


Epilogue

Scene:

[Hooded Figure]Ah, the child of Bhaal has awoken. It is time for more experiments. The pain will only be passing. You should survive the process.

Cut.

[Immy]Wake up you!

[Charname]Im-Imoen?

[Immy]Who else you bufflehead?

[Charname] Where's Caelar-

[Immy] ...

[Immy] I know he messed with your head but we've got to get out of here!

[Charname] remind me of who you are. The long version. (You abandoned me.)

[Immy] ???

[Immy] It's me, your Sam- Imoen!

[Charname] You abandoned me when I needed you. I had to face Caelar alone.

[Immy] who in the hells is Caelar? We need to move!

[Charname] all right, all right, I'm going. I ache all over.

Cut.


[Immy] a djinn? Powerful magic. We read about them in Candlekeep.

[Charname] You never learned to read

[Immy] you -

[Djinn] bwahahah.

Cut.


[Kalah]my beasts!

/copper piece drops/

[Charname] OH YOU DID NOT! IRENICUS! Kalah, Caelar - experiments?! Oh it is on-!


Scene: Spellhold

[Immy] ...

[Charname] oh no... Caelar...

[Irenicus] how wonderfully mad of you.

[Charname] Mad of me?! You used a djinn to fabricate a false reality!

[Irenicus] I don't know what you're talking about... (sarcasm)

Cut.


Scene: The Hells

More fabricated reality. Pocket plane.

SoD, Caelar: it was all a Djinn Dream.

Fin.


An SoD fic.

It makes sense.