Where There's Smoke Pt. 2

[byblow]

WHO: Beleth Ashara, Gavin Ashara, Alistair
WHAT: Two and a half elves go apostate hunting.
WHEN: NOW
WHERE: The Fallow Mire
NOTES: Probably violence. Maybe crying. Perhaps success.

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[arlathvhen]

"Sina," Beleth adds, looking up. "And her sister. Um--I never met her sister, but Sina is nice. There's also--Ah, Salem. I met him when I was at Skyhold between trips." You needed to take a bit off from this place, or the Mire would just...get to you. "He's pretty nice, too." Or at least, he was to Beleth. Maybe not to any humans, but. Oh well.

Gavin does, however, get a look when he asks if she's alright, and she decides to elbow him the next time Alistair isn't looking.

Beleth isn't too happy about the mud, either. One look at it, and she'd decided that she would allow her pride to take enough of a blow to wear the human boots. She could take snow and hard ground and a lot of things, but mud was where the humans finally managed to cross a line. They finally found a place terrible enough that the Dalish wouldn't go here if they had any choice in the matter.

"...I guess so. He didn't seem dangerous. Just old. And mean."

[slipshot]

"Sina! That's the one I've heard is really cute." He declares, as if this was important information.

Gavin didn't seem to notice the mud at all. Maybe that's what happened when you spent a week digging latrines in the Fallow Mire. You became impervious to the grossness of mud. Nothing would ever be so awful as that again. So he just squelches and slops as if he's taking a stroll in a meadow. With the amount of mud on his feet, it was impossible to tell whether he was wearing shoes or not, anyway.

"So who is this guy, anyway?" He asked, having paid basically no attention when the were assigned to the mission, beyond 'you'll be heading out and going with Alistair and Beleth'. He figured Beleth would pick up on whatever he'd missed, anyway.

[arlathvhen]

"Sina's a nice girl. But her clan--did you know--" She stopped, and remembered that she was about to gossip about clans in front of a shemlen. Guh. She doubted that Alistair would even understand half the intrigues that went on between clans. "--Well, her clan is a little odd, but she's nice." She'll tell Gavin more about it when she doesn't have a human breathing down her neck.

Luckily, Gavin managed to introduce a perfectly safe topic to discuss with everyone involved. She gave a little sigh, shaking her head.

"His house was on fire. So me and Merrick and a few others went over to help. Like. Hello, you probably want some assistance, right? But at first he just yelled at me. Then he told us that he needed a notebook inside, said that he was working on a cure for the plague. We tried to get more info out of him, but he kept yelling and waving his arms at me. We got him the notebook, but he wasn't very fun to deal with. Kept calling me names and stuff. Still...I thought that he was just kinda...not all there, but not dangerous." She shrugged. "I guess that's what I get for assuming."