This Is Not The Armory (Rowena & Duncan)
Rowena wasn’t happy, she wasn’t happy at all. That damnable idiot had destroyed her bow. So now she was looking for the Armory because she needed a new one. Her senses were a little odd. She could feel the Blight in this place, but she didn’t hear the whispers of the Darkspawn. Those tended to drive her mad. She found herself in some kind of prison.
“Ugh, this place is a maze,” she said to no one in particular as she began to wander the cells. TO just make sure that she hadn’t come across anything that she was going to have to kill. What Rowena found was a man that was the source of what she sensed. “How did you get in there?” She asked him tilting her head.
Rowena began to pick the lock. If the man wanted to leave, he could do it. “Have any idea where the armory might be?” She inquired. The man had the Blight infection but he didn’t appear to be sick with it like other people she had come across as they became ghouls and they had to be cut down but he looked he needed a healer or a few poultices and health potions.
It made her curious.