WHO: Fenris, Jone, & YOU. WHAT: Fenris & Jone are back in Kirkwall. WHEN: When... people... are back in Kirkwall... waves hand. WHERE: KIRKWALL NOTES: None yet.
"He yours?" Ellie asks, moving to help with the tack, reaching up to give the old man a good scratch on the cheek, finding the itchy places. She pats his withers, mounts up, and takes the lance.
"... oh, shit. This is heavier than it looks."
She can still lift it, but damn. She takes a moment to wrap her fingers around it in her good hand, get it properly balanced. This is going to be difficult.
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Jone begins helping Ellie saddle up, outfitting her with the jousting lance.
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"... oh, shit. This is heavier than it looks."
She can still lift it, but damn. She takes a moment to wrap her fingers around it in her good hand, get it properly balanced. This is going to be difficult.