Bethany Hawke || Grey Warden (
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[Open] Love Doesn't Discriminate
WHO: Bethany Darton (nee Hawke) and YOU
WHAT: Grey Warden doing Good Deeds.
WHEN: End of Justinian.
WHERE: Outside the crater magical forest
NOTES: Spoilers for Dragon Age 2, all the time, and Bethany just generally being Bethany
WHAT: Grey Warden doing Good Deeds.
WHEN: End of Justinian.
WHERE: Outside the crater magical forest
NOTES: Spoilers for Dragon Age 2, all the time, and Bethany just generally being Bethany
For two years, Bethany had made Kirkwall her home when she was a young girl, with her mother and siblings. Her sister became a Hero, her brother .. went his own way but he was a hero in his own right, and she? She was sacrificed on the altar of the Grey Wardens. Her life for a strength and time, precious time. Time she was going to hold onto with both hands until she could figure out a way to keep herself alive.
Now though, she was going to give back to the city that had given, and taken, so much from the Hawkes. She did that the only way she knew how - by giving to the people. So anyone, and everyone, who came to Sina's miraculous forest would find Bethany there, minding a small table with rolls of bread, fresh fish, and a variety of vegetables that she put in baskets and handed out to the needy, along with blankets and warmer clothes for the colder months.
If asked, she would smile, shrug, and state simply, "In a place of miracles, one should spread a little kindness, don't you think?"
There are times when she has no food yet to give, and those times she is sitting under one of the trees there, knitting away with her balls of yarn, humming a soft tune under her breath. She'll stop and chat with anyone who comes to see her, of course.
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She nods her head, her smile appearing again. "It was made with magic, and love. Two of the most powerful forces in the world, as far as I can tell."
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"You can't get much more powerful than either of those..." Or more dangerous, he thinks. Especially for the magic part, but love isn't without its perils.
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Seriously, except for certain kinds of blades - the larger ones she could barely get off the ground.
A wry smile came across her face, as she is thinking the same thing without saying it outloud. "Just as long as it doesn't go too far to the other side."
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He nods agreement. "Exactly. Too far with either, in the wrong way, in the wrong hands... it would lead to nothing but disaster, in the end."
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"You know, for once I wish things wouldn't end in absolutely disaster."
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He sighs, shaking his head. "It seems that we go from one disaster to another, most of the time, doesn't it?"
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