Ebasit Ben-Hassrath maraas-toh, tal-eb iss mer-toh ari-van.

[issala]

WHO: Kas, Korrin, Gorse, Taashath + possible eavesdroppers
WHAT: Kas is scared and spreads the fear
WHEN: 4th of Firstfall
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Possibly language, anxiety, 'Bull is an evil spy' hijinks Edit: Unapologetic bandit slaughtering

The teen had tried to keep it a secret for a while, frightened of what would happen if he opened his mouth about it. Even if Krem had tried to calm him by saying the Chargers wouldn't stand for their boss slaughtering the qunari here, Kas knew better. If this 'Iron Bull' got orders, he'd do it, and Krem might not even know about it until they were all dead or missing.

The longer he waited, however, the worse his nightmares were getting, and so where the blackouts where he'd find himself in new areas of the castle with his heart beating painfully in his chest. It had been a while since that had been acting up, so the stress couldn't be good for him at all.

He had to get it off his chest; he had to tell Gorse, and Korrin. Maybe the big Tal-Vashoth guy, too. He couldn't leave them in danger just because he was scared.

...so he finally heads off, grabbing his new daggers and the bow he was still borrowing, and hurries to find them. They had to know. The Ben-Hassrath were here!

Comments

[quietblade]

Yes. Yes, he wants to wrestle a damn bear. He's in that kind of mood, feeling like he wouldn't calm until he killed something bigger than himself... or was knocked out.

Snarling, the huge warrior stalks off with the mage to find a bear.

That doesn't take long at all, and soon there is roaring from both qunari and bear as Taas throws himself over it. The warrior manages to not get gored to death thanks to the vitaar, but he's pretty damn beat up once the bear is dead and dragged across the ground over to Korrin.

"Okay. I... think I'm done."

[gatheringstorm]

It takes some effort for Korrin not to join in and attack the bear as well, wanting to pay it back for all the annoyance its kind inflicted on her in the Hinterlands, but she manages. Taas needs an outlet far more than she does, and hers is mostly satisfied by the bandits. The rest can wait for her next assignment, wherever that might be.

Sparing a faint smirk at the bear corpse, Korrin reaches into her pack to hand over a potion to Taas. "Fine by me. And don't say you don't need it. You never know what we might face on the way back." She'd rather now be down a warrior if those bandits have friends, after all.

[quietblade]

"Yes, ma'am."

Taashath smirks and takes the potion, sniffing it before he downs the content. It takes a bit of the edge off from his cuts, bruises and strained muscles from crushing a bear. Absently, he wipes some blood off his stomach to inspect the scratches there. Not too deep thanks to the vitaar.

Might even scar. A nice bear-wrestling reminder.

Leaning down with a slight 'oof', he then grabs the bear carcass to drag it home. "Now I need a drink... but I don't think I'm going to hurt anyone. I... thank you."

[gatheringstorm]

Korrin nods in approval at the proto-scars, thinking them a decent enough souvenir for his efforts. She moves to walk alongside him, keeping pace and glancing to the bear carcass. His strength isn't in doubt, but she'll still assist if it helps move them along.

Glancing over, she smiles warmly. "Anytime, Taas. I mean it. You need to go out and want backup, just ask. As it is, I need a drink too. Maybe several." Preferably as far away as possible from where that Qunari is located.

[quietblade]

The warrior hesitates a bit before clasping a warm hand on her shoulder in a friendly gesture. Taas still wasn't comfortable with her magic at all and would probably prefer that she at least have an arvaarad around if something went wrong... but he was starting to really like the woman under the magic.

A mage wasn't all she was. That was important to remember.

"I'll give some coin to one of the trainees, and they can go into the tavern and get us a bottle of something strong," he says as they slowly make their way back to Skyhold, bear in tow.

"It's a good day to get drunk off your ass after bleeding."