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[Open] Rise Up, Rise Up.

WHO: Katniss Everdeen and Yours
WHAT: Falling, and climbing back up again. In many ways
WHEN: Rest of Wintermarch
WHERE: The stables, the ramparts, the staircases, the healing tents.
NOTES: It's Katniss. You know there's going to be something.

Katniss has been taking all her lessons seriously, but the ones she had been working on most were the rogue lessons - lessons in climbing and sneaking in and out of places. Knife throwing into all kinds of targets. Climbing up and down buildings, and quite literally falling off of them.

No one was quite sure what she was training so hard for -- but then most of them had not been to the Emprise du Lion. They had not seen the cages. Katniss was not going to throw away their only chance to save those people, so whatever she needed to know? She would do.

So don't be surprised if she drops in on you, as she falls back into piles of hay or down in a leap.

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"From what I hear it's still a mess thought it's been some time since everything went to hell. I wouldn't advise anyone making a point to go there unless they had to. Mr. Tethras probably has loads of stories that could easily paint out the kinds of things that went down."

Six months. That wasn't that long ago at all. Sighing, Garris nods. "Fair enough."

"I would love to hear some of Varric's stories about his life there - but not if it made him sad. I can't help but think it would be the same as talking about Prim ... a wound that never really heals." She sighed quietly, "It's a scar that stays."

"You never know unless you ask honestly. He was always telling tales of their merry band all the time whenever he got the chance. Course you could probably ask that pirate woman I see often enough in the tavern. I can't recall her name, but I'm pretty sure she was part of that group as well." Like damn sure. She's the one Captain Aveline talked about a lot, but for the life of him he couldn't think of her name considering she was mostly referred to as 'wench' and some other choice words.

"Well ... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to ask, at least. Or I suppose I could talk to Isabela about it. That's the pirate captain, y'know." Just to clarify. Isabela wasn't a close friend - but she was well on her way to becoming a mentor to Katniss.

Isabela. Yes, that was her name. Remembering it now he makes a bit of a face then shakes his head. "I don't know how I forgot that name. It was said often enough and she knew how to make an entrance." The woman also had a certain presence, which she obviously still had judging by the attention she received at the tavern.

One corner of her mouth lifted as she measured out another shot, "Isabela makes herself known, in all the best ways. I think that's why she can get away with being so sneaky -- you're looking for the flash bang and not expecting the sleight of hand."

"Only those who don't know better get caught up in that. You always have a distraction when you're trying to sneak. Only the great ones know how to be and do both at the same time." Always make sure to check your purses after the flash bang, Katniss.

Notching another arrow, Garris aims for the top of the board this time then firing another one on the left side of the target, covering each of the directions.

"That's probably how they get away with everyone's purses." Katniss muttered under her breath. Enough rogue training had taught her that much.

One corner of her mouth twisted in appreciation, before she started to aim her shot at the north west corner of the target.

"Among other things." You'd be surprised at what they've managed to get away with. He's pretty sure pants had been taken at some point.

Garris' next shot is at the south east corner, smirking a bit at his fellow archer. Looked like they were working on filling it until they were out.

"...Thieves. are weird." She shook her head a little, "Why not just steal what you need, or what someone else needs? Why pick up a lot of garbage just for the fun of it?"

That was the part she really didn't understand. Probably why she was such a lousy rogue, honestly. She took aim, going for the northeast corner.

"Really? You don't see the thrill of just doing it? Taking a trophy or something that would allow you to flaunt and brag your skill?" That's why they do it, because they can. You didn't just steal for what you needed, but to hone your skill.

"No. If you're not stealing something for a reason, there's no reason to steal." Katniss shrugged, as she pointed her arrow at another point on the compass.

"Well regardless of why you're stealing, you're still doing something illegal, right?" Not that he was judging, but even if they were for good reasons, it was still stealing. "If you're going to be blamed for doing it anyway, they probably figure to make it more their while."

Garris notches another arrow and sets it in another part to their makeshift compass.

"Absolutely." Sure it was illegal. One corner of her mouth twisted as she took another shot. "Mm. Well, I suppose that does make some sort of logical sense."

"Anything can be logical. It's the right and wrong parts that get grey and fuzzy. Doing a bad thing for a good reason..." Another arrow lands in the target, starting the compass over on the smaller ring.

"A bad thing for a good reason ... well, that sort of just describes everything we're doing here." Katniss finally stated, as she finished her next shot in the small ring.

"And why do you say that?" he asks with a raised brow, but keeping his sights on the target still. He's almost out of arrows though, so he might have to call it quits soon and collect them.

"Well, here we are, supposed 'heretics' and mad people, coming together to fight an ancient magister darkspawn. There's all the Mothers left who think we've gone power crazy, when all we're really trying to do is stop the end of the world. The mages ended up with the Venatori because they were trying to fight for their own freedom. The templars ended up with Seeker Lambert because they were trying to recover their honor. At the end of the day they all came here." Katniss stated, before taking one more shot.

"All bad things, done for good reasons. For Thedas."

Course she forgot to mention the Wardens, the killers/assassins, or the mercenaries that were here. Not that he's going to bring it up, she had the point. "Yeap. Like I said, right and wrong, all grey and fuzzy. Everyone's got their own ideas on what's what."

Another shot smacks the target before he draws again.

Katniss paused before her own shot, then gave Garris a considering look. "That's it, right there. What people aren't getting. This isn't a place for black and white. This is all grey."

"Even if they did get that there are so many different shades of grey here. No one is going to agree one hundred percent." Kind of why working in a smaller group worked out better - easier to organize. He's just here to shoot the obvious bad guys though.

"Considering how many people there are ... how could we ever hope to agree one hundred percent? That's just crazy." She paused for a moment, before looking up at him. "How many arrows do you have left?"

"That's usually why there is one leader for everyone to fall behind." Which they are currently out of.

"Three." Thud. "Two."

"Listen, there are only three people in all of Thedas we would all follow at this point - The Hero of Fereldan, the Champion of Kirkwall, and the Herald of Andraste." Katniss took out one of her last arrows.

"Of those, one is missing, one is possibly dead and the other one is ... sadly, definitely dead."

"The Champion of Kirkwall? Even if we did know, that one is stretching it a bit. Hawke proved to be a good leader, but a lot of people are upset about the Kirkwall Rebellion and the mage that started it." Him included. All those people who had been killed, some of his friends who had died from the blast, and almost having been blown up himself? Yeah he was still sore about it. Not to mention the fighting that had happened right after.

"There would probably be more people interested in fighting about that then getting anything done. Besides, from what I know of Hawke they wouldn't want to be latched down by a huge group like this. They worked well as a small group, you can move more freely that way."

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