[closed-ish] Building Bridges

[doneisdone]

WHO: Teren, Barty, Brienne, Val, anyone else who might like to join
WHAT: meeting with the Legion of the Dead to see where that dang ol Architect done gone off to
WHEN: sometime in Solace idk
WHERE: The Deep Roads
NOTES: warning for dwarf bullshit

Does anyone actually like the Deep Roads? An awful sunless pit filled with creepy crawlies and Darkspawn, and, worst of all, dwarf politics, and yet it is here that the Wardens are destined to spend their final days.
Teren nonetheless has been in decent spirits since beginning their descent, perhaps because, unlike the last time she was here, she has all her weapons and isn't half-naked and surrounded by mewling incompetents.

Well, there's the Orlesian, but three out of four ain't bad.

"Ever dealt with Legion of the Dead?" she asks Barty, hoping he'll say yes and take point in talking to them. She always feels strange interacting with dwarves-- they're just so...

...short.

Comments

jesus i'm so sorry

[servility]

A 'very tall woman', how very Tormund of him. This somehow manages to feel even less complimentary than the Wildling's assertations, as crude as those even were - but she keeps her mouth shut about it.

She does, however, wish to glean a little more about the specific dangers that this Warden is referring to. "More dangerous for us - because of the Darkspawn taint, correct?" As much as she'd prefer not to seem ignorant, she'll take 'looking ignorant' over 'being ignorant' any day.

[doneisdone]

"Ay." Teren's answer is measured, restraining herself from responding too brusquely: not everyone knows, least of all Rifters, and not all fo them will give her shit for it like Magni.
"So you two'd do well to keep back should we encounter any. The dwarf and I aren't like to get the Taint, not like you would."