He snorts, but it's amused, a bit of a laugh more than anything. He raises a hand, moves it back and forth just a bit. "Less than that," he confirms, "at least in Kirkwall. I left Tevinter at start of summer."
He was freed only a little while before then. Batiatus gave him some money, but not enough, not nearby enough.
"Long way to travel," Especially without pants. Cedric winds them around a corner, through a cluster of squawking gulls. Something fishy squelches underfoot. "How'd you pick the destination?"
"Didn't, really," he clarifies. "Went where the Vints weren't, and hoped for the best," he says, finally. That much seems to generally be true, even if it's not quite so simple. But it's a good enough answer, at least.
"Didn’t expect to find so many, myself," He admits. Suppose it’s not so strange, this near the border. Maker knows there have been refugees. "So many -"
Cedric's hand pulls up near chin, fingers wiggling: Fancy types. His own name’s Tevene, and no way to know how far back that stretches. Nevarra was part of the Empire a long time, but it’s had plenty newer migrants.
(There's only so many reasons elves run South.)
"- You know. Guess it makes sense, if they've got the money t'leave."
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He was freed only a little while before then. Batiatus gave him some money, but not enough, not nearby enough.
wow sorry time got away from me there!!
If Kirkwall's any more than another pit stop.
no prob, I'm clearly a disaster
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Cedric's hand pulls up near chin, fingers wiggling: Fancy types. His own name’s Tevene, and no way to know how far back that stretches. Nevarra was part of the Empire a long time, but it’s had plenty newer migrants.
(There's only so many reasons elves run South.)
"- You know. Guess it makes sense, if they've got the money t'leave."