WHO: Coupe + Gervais, Yseult, Lakshmi, Teren WHAT: Back 2 Kirkwall WHEN: Now-ish, some prompts backdated WHERE: Kirkwall/Vaguely Orlais NOTES: HMU on plurk if you want something.
That finally yields a smirk, and Teren feels a little more at home. If there's one thing she's good at, it's not dying, and to a lesser degree not letting the people around her die either.
"In that case," she muses, and stops, thinking silently for several long moments. When she speaks again, her tone is a testing one. "The prisoner, Samson. An expert on red lyrium, isn't he?"
into the sea
"In that case," she muses, and stops, thinking silently for several long moments. When she speaks again, her tone is a testing one. "The prisoner, Samson. An expert on red lyrium, isn't he?"
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"I'm off," she announces, clapping Wren on the back (hopefully not making her choke), "got things to do."