Player Plot: I will call you home

[arlathvhen]

WHO: Beleth, Cyril, Merrick, and Ellana Ashara, Thranduil, Sina Dahlasanor, Metaari, Sam Gareth, Kallian Endris, Alistair and Ruby i think??? whoever wants to go
WHAT: Keeping Up With The Asharas, the reality tv show
WHEN: Backdatedish, around mid-kingsway
WHERE: The Heartlands of Orlais
NOTES: OOC post

Tel'enfenim, da'len Irassal ma ghilas Ma garas mir renan Ara ma'athlan vhenas Ara ma'athlan vhenas	Never fear, little one, Wherever you shall go. Follow my voice-- I will call you home. I will call you home.

Clan Ashara currently resides in a small valley nestled into the mountains, that seems idyllic for a Dalish clan. A stream runs through the valley, descending into a waterfall with the steep cliffs on one side, and sheer mountain walls going straight up on two other sides. The only way in and out is through a gap big enough to lead several aravels through. It's a defensible position, safe from any threats. Except the fade rift that has opened up just a little ways from the gap. The hunters can handle the demons spewing from it well enough, and there are always a couple stationed there to pick off whatever appears. But it's too dangerous to lead the aravels and noncombatants through, and thus, they are forced to wait. To compound the issue, there's a village close to where they're currently staying, and while both sides have kept to themselves, neither are pleased with the current situation. They've helped get a message to the Inquisition in hopes that someone will come take care of the problem, and now both are tensely waiting for something to happen to change the situation, for better or worse. And so the members of Clan Ashara, with their friends in tow, return back to their clan.

Comments

[kallian_endris]

The hand on her shoulder is so effective at stopping her, she actually freezes up for a moment, scarcely even breathing. When she glances up, she only meets his gaze for a split second before she looks away again. Her initial response to him otherwise is a curiously stiff little shrug that also has the effect of helping her wriggle away from his touch.

"I'm a healer," she answers softly. "Service comprises a great deal of my life. and I am happy to do it. Are you certain you do not wish me to make you some tea?"

[rowancrowned]

He draws his hand away, takes a step as well. "Your skills are admirable. It is-- forgive me, for I am proud. I know I may seem intimidating, but I wish nothing more than to sit with you and enjoy your company as your friend? If I am mistaken, I sincerely apologize."

Thranduil sits on one of the little stools near the fire, looking-- well, someone like the Elvenking wouldn't ever have such a word as sheepish applied to them, but he certainly is glancing to the side, blows ever so slightly furrowed. "I was raised with a healthy respect for healers. My father insisted that all his children would be so."

[kallian_endris]

Oh, there were many things she was tempted to ask in response... But, for now she held them in.

"Thank you," she murmured, delicately arranging herself on a nearby seat of her own, tucking a bit of hair behind her ear.

She glanced up through her lashes, a shy smile on her lips.
"...I suppose if we are to be friends, we ought to be properly introduced. My name is Kallian."

She canted her head, dark locks sliding over one shoulder. It was a careful gesture, practiced to be elegant and cultivated in Orlesian fashion.

"Do you have many brothers and sisters?"

[rowancrowned]

"Thranduil," murmured warmly, pleased by her smile and her sweet manner. She has a dignified manner, as befitted one with her duties. That sort of grace was a mix between innate and taught.

"Two." Three children were more than enough for a married couple in the years before the sun. "A brother and a sister, both younger."

And both now across the sea.

[kallian_endris]

"Thranduil..." She repeated his name thoughtfully.

"I'm sure you miss them terribly. I know what it can be like to not have your family around. I haven't any siblings myself--at least, none I know of. My mother didn't bring any back with her from Tevinter, and... I can't speak for my father. I've never met him."