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Oh, there goes Mr. Humbug, There goes Mr. Grim
WHO: Herian & Sabine, eventually other threads
WHAT: Herian’s emotional regression, poor coping with depression, and being rightfully roasted by Sabine. and then other stuff, catch all etc etc.
WHEN: maybe a smidge backdated
WHERE: Gallows
NOTES: ptsd and depression, man .
WHAT: Herian’s emotional regression, poor coping with depression, and being rightfully roasted by Sabine. and then other stuff, catch all etc etc.
WHEN: maybe a smidge backdated
WHERE: Gallows
NOTES: ptsd and depression, man .
eventually this will be links to different starters and / some open prompts ok

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( This is inaccurate. Certainly it could be considered rest compared to what she would do prior to the injuries she had when she returned to Kirkwall, but actual rest?
She reaches for the cane, and her knuckles are still oozing blood as she takes it. No move to stand, yet. It’s difficult and she’s tired. )
I was a Knight-Enchanter. Now I cannot wield my sword, and neither my limb nor my magic obey me. My magic is what killed my father and tore me from my mother, and now I cannot do the most rudimentary of spells.
( Her mouth threatens to waver, but she will not let it, or at the very least she will not let Sabine see it. )