Best Roadtrip Ever

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Alistair and Anders
WHAT: Two Grey Wardens go to hunt Darkspawn. Or so they think.
WHEN: Around now
WHERE: A small, abandoned since the fifth blight village
NOTES: There will likely be some violence, there won't be any making out. This time.

"I've awful news." They're not too far from the village now, though it's not like there's any changes in how cold it is or how the land is snow-covered. Why people even try to live out here is beyond Anders. But that's not the news, and his pause for dramatic effect is deliberate.

"I've run out of road jokes." It's truly the worst news possible.

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[justice_is_blond]

"I'm most of the beauty, too," Anders adds. He thinks he's funny. The other mages apparently don't, as the only reaction he gets from them is a roll of the eyes from Aleigh. He'll have to do better, clearly.

"We know better than to call for that," Vidal says with a smile that's a little sad. "I'm Fereldan. This isn't too far from where my own village was destroyed when I was little."

"What we didn't know was if a healer would be willing to help a group of mages," Ashton says. She's the last to fill her plate, taking a seat across from Alistair and Anders. Everyone else has dug in. She hasn't. "There's a great deal of division, and no telling who is on what side."

Anders grimaces, trying not to look directly at anyone as he fills his spoon. "I'm on the side of freedom and equality. As everyone should be."

"But many aren't." Aleigh's tone is biting. It would be so easy to get pulled into the conversation here, especially as Ashton is with them. He's exchanged letters with her, knows where she stands, and it looks like there's at least one person who agrees... but that's not why they're here. Thankfully, Javion winds up leading a couple of pairs of people carrying stretchers back, and Anders steps away from his meal to get to work. The wounds are combat-based, stabs and slashes and contusions, but it doesn't look like Darkspawn work. Alistair gets a glance, in case he's looking this way, just to ask if he's seeing what Anders is seeing.

[byblow]

Alistair raises his eyebrows in answer, up and then right back down, like a nod. He's still eating, but with Anders working he begins to feel guilty and puts his spoon down so he can flash Ashton his most charming (but never princely) smile.

"I'm on the side of whoever's feeding me," he says, "and not being arses or murdering anyone and so on. If your darkspawn have already moved on, maybe you can put me to work somewhere else while Garrett works his magic. I'm good at carrying things."