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Let's get down to business to defeat the Hu... uh, demons.
WHO: Kas & OPEN
WHAT: Kas returns to Skyhold with a scout team.
WHEN: Today
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Proud teen cockiness all over the place.
WHAT: Kas returns to Skyhold with a scout team.
WHEN: Today
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Proud teen cockiness all over the place.
1.
He may have mud in places he didn't even know he had, but the qunari teen holds his head high when he passes the massive gates to Skyhold with the rest of his team, easily picked out by the bumps in his hood where his horns were. New, still shiny knives on his back and a well-cared bow and quiver joining them as well made him look even more official. (He might be muddy, but those weapons were flawless.)
He had made it; he had survived, and he had carried out his mission... and he was so utterly proud of it. Kas felt like he had made a difference, no matter how small, and it gave him more determination to continue. He was worth something. He wasn't just a pickpocket and rogue on the streets, desperate to live.
It wasn't a surprise, then, how the boy walked cockily off to the barracks like he was king of the castle. Never mind that he slipped in the stairs. Nobody saw that, right?
"Mud fucking sucks," he mutters, brushing off the leathers with a sigh.
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One of the first things he had to do when he returned was to check on the other qunari and make sure they were all alive and not murdered by Ben-Hassrath or fallen out in that swamp... mire... thing.
"Gorse...? Korrin?"
2.
Later that day, the teen is out of his scout uniform and back in the somewhat over-sized clothing, carefully mended and cleaned. Hanging out by the stables, he was drinking hot tea and just enjoying life without shame and guilt - maybe for the first time in his life since he left the kith.
It hadn't been easy, but he had already seen a lot of bad things in his life. This was not so different.
One of the horses in the stables snorted near one of his pointed ears, and Kas reaches up to pet the soft muzzle. "I made it," he confesses softly to the animal with an unguarded smile on his face. "They won't kick me out now, right?"
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"Yeah! Helped a lot of people, got really wet, it was pretty fun actually. I'd been there before. Ain't killed no bandits, though." Or anyone, for that matter. So far the only blood on Gorse's hands was that of animals for hunting. "Soon you'll be sent all over the place, come on, let's get some food and you can tell me all about your mission."
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He's more than happy to go look for food, all proud smiles and ill-hidden excitement as he follows Gorse. "Did you see anything cool out there? People said there were dead people and weird lights. All kinds of creepy shit."
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"There were absolutely dead people and weird lights. Y'couldn't go into the water without undead crawling out of it, it was darn spooky." Gorse felt rather bad for the corpses, for the people they used to be having their bodies reanimated against their will and all. "Lotsa bogfishers too, y'ever see one of 'em?"
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"That's so gross. I'm glad I didn't go there... and I'm glad you're okay." The teen makes a face at the thought of the walking dead things. In the water, just reaching up for you? Totally gross.
He looks a bit curious again when Gorse mentions the bogfishers, though. "No... what's that?" He imagines some other kind of freaky monster. maybe an undead fisherman?
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"Oh, they're big ole things, eat just about anything they can get their mouth around but they're perfectly content to just swim around if you don't bug 'em first. They're awkward as anything on land but made for just gliding through water." Gorse said instead, a far more favorable description of bogfishers than anyone else would give. Gorse found them rather charming in their own way and was probably the only person in Thedas to do so.
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Kas listens curiously as the older qunari explains those bog fishers, and there's a bit of fascination in his eyes. "That sounds really weird... but kind of awesome. How big are they?"
He tries to measure from the ground, eyeing Gorse for the answer. "Do they ever try to eat people or do they just run off or chase them away?" Cool animals were kind of interesting even to street kids.
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They big.
Which is probably not as reassuring with the addition of, "Oh, they're happy to ignore people if y'don't bother 'em first. Uh, if you do though... the really neat thing about them though is they can tell people apart! So... if you harass one, it'll remember you. And they're pretty patient."
It will drag you kicking and screaming into the water then bite your face off, basically.
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"I kinda wanna see one, now..." Kas looks up at the other qunari and grins. "Have you seen any other weird and cool animals, Gorse? Have you ever seen a dragon?"
The coolness of dragons is unbeatable, okay. It's in their blood.
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"Yeah! Not in the Marshes, but did you see the one hangin' round the Hinterlands? She's just past Redcliffe village."
Being and herbalist with Royal Elfroot in the area, Gorse was able to see her taking off and returning to her nest. Absolutely beautiful.
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Dragon. He's not filled with the intense need to fight it, precisely, but damn if he isn't extremely impressed that Gorse had seen one. His heart is hammering and if he wasn't out in the middle of nowhere here in Skyhold he'd probably be running off to see the dragon by now.
"Amazing," he sighs with awe. "What color was she? Was she big? Did you see what she breathed? Did she breathe on anything? What kinda horns did she have?" Where they like his? Please be like his.