the days that bind us

[exequy]

WHO: Lots of people
WHAT: Recovering lost phylacteries
WHEN: Guardian 23, 9:44
WHERE: The Storm Coast
NOTES: Violence! OOC post over here.

All signs point to the Storm Coast, and once scouts have narrowed down the location it's only a short journey across the Waking Sea to move a small force onto the rocky coast. They row ashore just after dawn in driving rain, and follow the beach for at least a mile before finding a path that actually reaches the top of the cliff. The rain fades to a drizzle but the day remains relentlessly overcast as they hike toward their goal, grey and dim even at noon, with a raw breeze off the water.

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[circleprodigy]

That hug is just what she needs after all this horror, and after a moment, she relaxes into his arms and slips her own around him. Garahel leans against them both, to further comfort his two-legged companions. "Thank you. Maker willing, this will be the only time a phylactery is involved. I will never let them take my blood again."

She's a Grey Warden now, outside the influence or the demands of the Circle of Magi. It's easier to reassure herself with that when the Circle is technically defunct, at least for now. A potential return shouldn't influence her in any way, but there's a small part of her that wonders about that, regardless.

[in_death_sacrifice]

Kain holds onto her desperately, not wanting to let go anytime soon. The last few weeks have tested him like he never has been before. He's caught almost unable to control his emotions for once, but he manages to hold it together, keep it all inside, for her sake. She needs him. That's all that matters right now, and he'll be there for her.

"Nor will I. If they dare... if anyone dares re-create such a thing, I will personally behead them." He's pretty adamant about that. Yes, he does trust her to fight her own battles, but they're in this together now. Her enemies are his, her struggles are his. He won't let anything like this happen again. He pauses a moment. He's not good with feelings or open-ness, it's just not his thing. But he's willing to try and do what he can for her. "If you... it there's anything else you need... if you need to talk about this... I'm here."

[circleprodigy]

Kain beheading those responsible is an oddly comforting image, and she's absolutely fine with him holding onto her. Inessa's in no real hurry to move away, after all. She nods against his chest, sighing in relief as the sword that was hanging over her head is now gone. It's second nature to keep everything to herself, but how can she refuse that offer? Kain doesn't make that to just anyone, after all.

"Thank you, Kain. I can't say that won't be needed. At the moment, it all just feels surreal. Once it's finally destroyed, maybe it will sink in at last, and then...we'll see. As I said, that wine will probably come in handy."

[in_death_sacrifice]

Good, because he's in a mood to hold on and not let go, not anytime soon. He keeps her close, feeling more relief flooding in, sighing as he releases some of the tension that has built up all these weeks. He feels so weary now, but he's been in such an unsettled mindset lately. Nothing has made sense and not having an enemy to directly take on for much of it has been frustrating.

"The wine can most certainly be arranged for right away. As for the rest of it... take your time with that. It's not as if I'm going anywhere. I need you to know that... whatever may happen, I'm here. Always." He may not be the best at talking about his issues, himself, but he's much better at listening.