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DR. STRANGE. ([personal profile] portalling) wrote in [community profile] faderift 2024-10-13 01:59 am (UTC)

The pep talk almost makes his hackles go up out of sheer mistrust, is Isaac Lastname complimenting him, surely that means something’s gone wrong in the world,

but after a single dubious look at the other man, Strange relents, cracks a twitch of a smile at the joke. He’s heard enough disparaging mentions of dog lords thrown around to have an idea. Orlesians have honed the art of making every other nation sound like something they found on the bottom of their boot.

“Mm. They’ve got a bit of catching up to do. Heard some of Denerim’s fledgling archives got wiped out in the Blight—” He meant to jockey another joke, but somewhere along the way the sentence turned into actual consideration, distracted, thinking about fallbacks. Do they even have the luxury to walk away? What are the other options?

“How’s Nevarra’s academic concern, d’you know? Lady Thevenet mentioned she thought she saw you running from the Nevarran eluvian.”

It’s not precisely meant to be a dig; it is, however, keen curiosity.

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