WHO: Athessa, Madi, Lucien, Skull, and YOU!! WHAT: catch-all WHEN: mostly Satinalia and later WHERE: Kirkwall and The Gallows NOTES: post-murderhaus h/c is gonna go here
"You've survived a terrible ordeal." One hand lifts a little. The other, "There was a noise in the bush, and you didn't think dragon."
"There was no reason to. He treated you well, you outnumbered him by ten, and his motives were entirely irrational." The left hand drops. "No one logical goes to sleep an inn, and expects to wake strapped to a rack."
"But the next time you rent a room, you'll think of it. Every rustle of leaves."
Is not ungentle. There are about six wars at any given time. You lose track (it's better if they lose track).
"Knowing how you'll feel won't stop you from feeling it," Advises local man, still guiding his life by an almost twenty-year-old fuckup. "But it can help you make the next choice."
"I just didn't know if you mean Templar when you say Knight," she says, feeling a little daft for having asked. "Or Knight-Enchanter, or something else."
Knowing how she'll feel about an outcome hasn't exactly helped her in making decisions. At least not as far as she's concerned.
One of the terrible things, or one of the elves that were killed?
Does it matter?
Athessa sighs and gives not quite a nod, then shifts so she can dunk her head under the water. Rinse the suds out of her hair. She'll have to wait for it to dry but that's the benefit of having a fire she can sit by until that's accomplished.
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"There was no reason to. He treated you well, you outnumbered him by ten, and his motives were entirely irrational." The left hand drops. "No one logical goes to sleep an inn, and expects to wake strapped to a rack."
"But the next time you rent a room, you'll think of it. Every rustle of leaves."
Scales. The glitter of mail.
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Athessa sighs and uncurls a bit, making for an easier job cleaning herself. Anything requiring her right arm is going to be tricky.
"What happened to make you think knight?"
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Is not ungentle. There are about six wars at any given time. You lose track (it's better if they lose track).
"Knowing how you'll feel won't stop you from feeling it," Advises local man, still guiding his life by an almost twenty-year-old fuckup. "But it can help you make the next choice."
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Knowing how she'll feel about an outcome hasn't exactly helped her in making decisions. At least not as far as she's concerned.
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"Sometimes the terrible things just are."
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"I know they are."
She's known that since her clan disappeared and she spent three days hiding under the aravel, hoping they'd come back.
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Does it matter?
Athessa sighs and gives not quite a nod, then shifts so she can dunk her head under the water. Rinse the suds out of her hair. She'll have to wait for it to dry but that's the benefit of having a fire she can sit by until that's accomplished.