[It's the flare of unpleasant magic and the clatter of the poor, doomed milk bucket that caught Astarion's attention first. From there it was the span of a breath before he found himself looking at a pile of wizard.]

Look at you unleashing havoc without even trying. I'm impressed, Gale.

[He's also keeping his distance.]

If one page brought this about, do you really want to reunite it with its friends? Well, it won't be boring at least. I'll give you that.

[Count him in.]