CLOSED: a prayer that will be answered

[byblow]

WHO: Adelaide, Alistair, Anders, Hercules, Kaisa, Lena, Sabine, Teren, Velanna
WHAT: Some safety precautions
WHEN: Solace 1-7
WHERE: The Deep Roads beneath the Western Approach
NOTES: OOC post.

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[justice_is_blond]

Nate. This is going to hurt Nate, too, and Anders can't say he's looking forward to telling the archer about this.

"Please. My cat knows her place. Which is above any Mabari, because she's a cat." He give Herc's hand a firm shake, meeting the man's eyes. This is what will come to all of them. It's a better death than many, but Maker, will they sorely miss Herc's leadership.

"So Blackwall, then. He's honored and all, but I don't think he's going to measure up to you in terms of being a leader. In terms of facial hair, don't tell anyone, but he's outpaced everyone in the Skyhold area."

What else is there to say?

"Make them remember why they should fear Grey Wardens, Herc. Take them with you. And if you want to kill Lusacan in the process, none of us will be complaining." Anders releases Herc's hand and salutes. It's an awkward gesture, he's never actually saluted before, but he has no idea what else to do.

[twelvelabours]

"Yeah, yeah." Good humoured but barely audible, as Herc gently rumples Max's ears after Anders releases his hand. It's a strange, morbid sort of thing to do this, to have an easy conversation about his own death. Herc can barely have an easy conversation about anything more personal than the weather, he sometimes felt (exaggerated as it might be.)

The salutes gets more of a smile from him, and the gesture returned, albeit more properly.

"I'll leave one or two for you lot, so you still feel useful." Neither of them are good at this, and that's fine by him. A pause, and more seriously: "Thank you, Anders."

[justice_is_blond]

"You're welcome, Herc." Time to go, except he shakes his head after half-turning. "And please. I'm a healer. I always feel useful. Don't leave any on my account."

They have... so much work ahead of them now. He likes Teren, but she doesn't always get along with people. Blackwall doesn't talk enough so he's nervous. Their leadership is about to get a lot more questionable. Wardens, mages, this is going to be a mess. He'll just... do all he can and try to keep people from getting hurt until his own Calling comes.

"But if you leave a mess and a couple get past you, I'll help clean some of it up and not tell anyone it was your fault." It's one last bad joke for the road, and he flashes Herc a smile he's trying hard to feel before heading back to the group.