[Closed] This isn't even my final form

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Anders and close CR
WHAT: Detlef makes his last appearance for some goodbyes in case, Anders gives some warnings, and basically he tries to prepare.
WHEN: Around this time, a little backdated for the ride, but generally 24th-ish
WHERE: Ride back from EDL and in Skyhold
NOTES: Anders.

[ooc: This is various starters for Detlef's end and Anders warning some friends and admitting things to another. If you'd like a starter, ping me at Nadat on plurk and I'll put one together!]

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[justice_is_blond]

That's a very Dalish blessing, and Anders has nothing like it to offer in return. He gives her shoulder a squeeze, nodding.

"I'll be careful." There will be no telling of blood magic, no listing of names of those who were kind because they deserve better than that, no revelation of the two mages who were hiding what they were. She's grown a little, as has he. Not enough for his survival, but he's grown.

Anders glances back at the camp. There are a few more farewells to say, as well as one that will likely be the hardest as he has to tell someone he's come to care about that Detlef is a false name, and everything's been a lie. He takes a breath. "I'll be careful to sneak up on the Dread Wolf and hopefully not be eaten."

[chainlightning]

He needs to go. He has more things to do, more people to see, more preparations to make. But Merrill finds that she doesn't particularly want to let him, arms tightening around him.

"Smack him in the face with your staff if he tries to bite. That'll surprise him."

Sorry Solas.

Another squeeze and this time Merrill pulls back entirely, hands immediately latching together to rub and worry. "Be safe."