WHO: Holden, Mhavos, Sawbones + Vance WHAT: Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass. WHEN: Vague timing. WHERE:Orzammar. NOTES: HMU in Discord with any questions.
She nods, "Low rank. Makes sense, given the Carta work most Dusters end up in is enforcing. Already suited for being front line fighters. Behlen's been making reforms, but that's not gonna change how folks act, especially after the way things were. Used to be if they caught you with a weapon, they'd execute you for disgracing the weapon."
Sawbones sighs, rubbing her forehead, "Wouldn't be surprised if this business had something to do with the Carta or worse. I'm more surprised something like it hasn't happened already."
It's a kind offer from both of them, enough to pull a small smile from her. Still, she sets her hands on her hips and huffs at the both of them.
"Oh I'll be in touch, but don't forget, I know how this place works. You lot just watch out for yourselves. The Warden's all right, but I'm not inclined to trust anybody else involved with this."
Mhavos gives his best attempt at a gracious nod, while privately wondering how easy it will be to move in the dark in a city with no night. "Of course, Sister."
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Sawbones sighs, rubbing her forehead, "Wouldn't be surprised if this business had something to do with the Carta or worse. I'm more surprised something like it hasn't happened already."
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He taps his crystal once more.
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As even more unlikely it is that he'd be able to help, he can't not offer, as well.
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"Oh I'll be in touch, but don't forget, I know how this place works. You lot just watch out for yourselves. The Warden's all right, but I'm not inclined to trust anybody else involved with this."
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