how much time did gortash spend taming the dark urge and teaching them they could be loved, that they could be more, only for them to end up in the arms of another
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Grian met Scar on a hot, hot summer day.
He and Mumbo had been chasing rumors for months at that point, holding onto every whisper that they could of a man with unnatural eyes and an uncanny smile who brought death with him wherever he went.
They finally got ahold of something substantial just as they were beginning to lose hope: a location. They followed the tip to a tavern at the edge of a small village in a neighbouring kingdom, out of the way and hard to find. Just as what was likely intended.
They spotted him almost immediately, his appearance, as well as the magic that emanated from him, both unmistakable. He was sitting at the bar surrounded by a group of men, dramatically telling a story while he leaned up against the counter with a mug in one hand.
Mumbo was fearful and hesitant, but Grian held no such feelings. He marched right up to Scar and interrupted him mid-sentence, all but demanding that he speak to him in private.
Scar was too amused by the bold display to turn them away right off the bat, so he agreed to talk and followed Mumbo and Grian out. He barely payed any attention to Grian as he explained that he was the leader of a resistance and that he needed Scar's help in order to bring the crown, and those who controlled it, to their knees.
Truth be told, Scar had initially planned to kill the two of them for being so bold and pulling him away from a good time. He was long past his time of messing with mortal affairs, the last thing he cared about was their silly little resistance. He had simply wanted to get a little more amusement out of the two of them before disposing of them, but then Grian showed him something that changed his mind.
In Grian's sweaty palm was a small silver brooch in the shape of an eye, and from his mouth came an offer. "Help me, and I'll help you" is what he told him.
Scar had smiled, all teeth and cruelty, before accepting the deal with the shake of a hand.
They took an oath the same night they left the village together. A deal bound by magic, unable to be broken by either of them until the day that their goals were reached.
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No, but all the implications!!!
Gortash starting to treat Durge's wounds as a mere way of ensuring his ally doesn't die while he still needs them.
Durge begrudgingly allowing it bc fighting against it is more trouble than it's worth, though they're a little peeved by the idea first. Letting others treat their wounds feels too vulnerable, too...intimate.
Gortash slowly establishing that as the means of control because well-treated dog is a loyal dog and he needs Durge loyal to him.
Durge getting used to that because for the first time ever they're offered comfort, for the first time ever their pain eases, even if only the physical one. Learning they don't have to bear pain, what they can simply go to Gortash and he'll make the best healers take it away. Or better yet, would bandage their cuts himself, almost as if he cares.
This gradually turning into routine to the point where Durge once gets hurt Badly, blacks out and drags their uncooperative body to Gortash's house bc subconscious is a bitch and connected Gortash = comfort/relief/no pain/etc.
Gortash being met with the bloody unconscious body of his ally on the floor of his bedroom and being both annoyed and, strangely, relieved, because his plan of leashing Bhaalspawn is working and because he'd prefer to know if Durge is hurt and be in control of their healing.
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