Evangelyne Hawke

[evangelynehawke]

Before the war

[evangelynehawke]

ember-lyretail:

Ember hadn’t been a member of the Dusk Coats long, but she had been grateful to them taking her in, for giving her work, food, a safe place to sleep, and more importantly a new family. She was still getting used to the way things operated, but she wasn’t too bothered by it. 

In truth this new lifestyle was exciting and she was glad to be a part of it.

She was sitting quietly at the bar, silently enjoying the activity around her, sipping at her drink when she suddenly felt someone sit down beside her.

She looked over at the girl as she seated herself beside her, wondering who she was and what on earth she was doing here. She had never seen the woman before, but at the same time Ember didn’t know if the girl was friend or foe.

Ember had half a mind to tell her she needed to leave, but the way the woman spoke piqued Ember’s curious nature and made her realize the woman was here for a reason, so why not indulge her?

“I would say so indeed! I wasn’t expecting you to come here tonight!” She said with a soft smile, pushing aside her now empty glass and looking more directly at the woman.

“What are you doing here?” She asked casually with a soft smile, playing it off as if she really knew the girl, intrigued by her presence and wishing to know why she was here.

Praise the Fae and their unmatched ability to be equally honest and dishonest at the same time. She had half expected that she’d be carried out of here and thrown into the nearest river or something, but things seemed to work out. For now. The river was still there and they could still carry her out that way. Maybe even with a dagger in her back. Everyone was keeping their options open. 

“ I’m here because I need a job.” she said and waved to the barkeeper to order the two of them something to drink. She was optimistic that he would know what the women beside her would want to drink and ordered herself some mead. It was her drink of choice and it was unlikely to kill her if it was bad.

When Evy looked around again the guy that had bothered her before had backed off. He was still keeping an eye on her but it seemed to satisfy him that this woman was accepting of her. And the readhead was determines to keep it that way. 

Looking around some more, to make sure they weren’t overheard, she quietly spoke, “ I’m Evy by the way. Or Hawke. Whatever you like better.” Names were dangerous but also important. If she made enemies here it would be bad that they knew her name, but if she would start to work for them it would be important that they knew whom to ask for, so this was a risk she had to take. 

Besides, it would’ve been impolite to not introduce herself after that. “ I’m not here to join.. I just want some work as a sort of freelancer.” 

[evangelynehawke]

Before the war

@ember-lyretail

A new beginning in a new City with the help of old skills and the usual charm. The most important part was getting some work on the down low. She didn’t have any skills that would get her a regular job, and in general she would rather have a job that would keep her in the shadows. 

She liked staying in a setting that didn’t ask too many questions or cared about her Species, which was rather ambiguous and she was planning to keep it that way. Her pointy ears and pale skin pointed to either a Dark Elf or a Light Elf, but there were other Species as well that had these ears. She was neither afraid or hurt by fire nor ice which was a strange combination, but not one most people were able to figure out. 

Either way, it was time to get in with at least one of the big underground organisations Fabledale had to offer. 

It took her a few days until she found one of the places the Dusk Coats frequented and it was almost too easy for her to sneak in. She didn’t want to be stopped at the door and be told to come back later, she’d rather impress someone in charge by showing off her skills of breaking and entering. 

Once inside, she smiled seeing that she was standing in a bar and looked around when someone ran into her, a young man. At first he was apologetic until he realised that hers was a new face. “ Who are you? Why are you here? You’re not supposed to be in here.” he said and she could see that he was going to throw her out - and she couldn’t have that.

“ What? Me? Of course I’m supposed to be here. I beloooooong... to her! Over there. Yes, she asked me to come.” while she spoke, her eyes drifted over the crowd until she spotted a woman that she hoped could be made into a fast friend. Only after she called her out, she saw the ears and realised she had picked the one person around her that wouldn’t be able to lie for her. Grand. 

But now she was already in this mess, so she had to get herself out again. “ It’s my time to buy you a drink right?” She asked her and walked over to her, hoping that this was enough to make a good impression on the stranger.