Oh, man, I wish I could have done this in-game.
Slight spoilers for Baldur's Gate 2.
This is the longest chapter.
I didn't want it to be long. It's kind of… disjointed, doesn't link itself together well, and there's too much in it.
And, amantes sunt amantes? Yes, I think that describes it quite well…

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Her pockets are lightened of most of her gold, and Edwin and Yoshimo rub stiff muscles and move joints that had before been unmoving. The confrontation with Bodhi had been a surprisingly nasty one, and the group suffered even as the vampire made her retreat. Still, everyone was (now) alive and well, and their next step would be to report to Aran.

They had been traveling from the Temple District to the Docks to do so when they were caught up in some sort of fight.

The thugs were defeated easily enough, but after looting the bodies (hey, rescuing her sister from Spellhold was as good an excuse as any), a shaky voice called out to her. A man, dying from poison, begging to be taken to a friend's home in the docks. Her conscience pleaded, and she relented, asking the ever-willing Minsc to carry the man.

They stood in front of the house soon, with the man weakly directing them. His friend rewarded them, and she'd thought that was it when she was hailed by a suspiciously familiar figure.

He tells her of the task that needed to be done, and when she interrupts-"Xzar! Don't you recognize me? It's Lea!"-he waves a hand and continues, and she sighs.
And then agrees. Of course.

So inside they went, searching the rooms once they had talked to the people.
Looking for clues, she said, though when Jaheira turned away she pocketed the silver ring as well as the amulet.
Then up she went, as the rest tried to make it seem like there was a reason they were pointedly Not Looking At Her.
And so she talked to the mournful ghosts, caught the bird, and brought it to Xzar.

And it transformed.
Into a woman.
With knives.
Knives that killed him in one quick motion.

And then the woman had the audacity to celebrate his death and tell her (and cheerfully. If she wasn't a weakling she'd have torn that smirk right off her smug Harper face) it was for the best.
In rhyme.

As the woman walked back to her base, Lea entertained the thought of sending a fireball after her, discarding that after remembering what happened to her sister.

She stares down at the body for several moments, her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed.
This was the man who had traveled the Sword Coast with her. Who healed her and traveled with her when she was at her most vulnerable.
He may not be the most… moral of companions but he had helped her out in a difficult time. (Albeit for shifty reasons, but that was beside the point. Even when his assignment was finished, he continued on with her.)

And those arrogant Harpers—(no offense to Jaheira, who was apparently the only exception)—just waltzed in and killed him, claiming that such an act was justified by his 'evil actions'.

And she was supposed to stand here and accept it?

No.

She abruptly bent down and scooped up the body, motioning for her party to follow her.

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Minutes later, a temple worker was surprised to see a woman who was quickly becoming familiar, much to his distress.
His frayed nerves, damaged by the strain of resurrecting three of the woman's companions, were further twisted as a body clad in a blood-soaked yellow robe was dropped onto the stone table.

The woman stared intently at him, one hand on her hip, before speaking flatly.
"Fix this one, too."