{Message -> Ze'ev} And by halfway, I mean I started only recently.
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[MSG--Ashe] Ah, so I was not hallucinating then.

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{Message -> Ze'ev} And by halfway, I mean I started only recently.
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[MSG--Ashe] Ah, so I was not hallucinating then.
❛ Well, okay, but it's not the worst idea I've ever had. ❜
No, Aurae is not pouting, and she is not pursing lips to hide the pout. It was a perfectly fine idea, in her mind at least, and all the holes and loops being pointed out? Didn't really call for a happy Elf.
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Steel blue eyes watched the boy before her with caution. Much had been said through many mouths that reached her ears, tales of both valiance and treachery, none of which she could confirm for truth herself. But her husband was convinced of his threat to the country, and to his involvement of the death of her son-in-law. Loghain, despite his surly demeanor, had only the best in heart for his country and family, and does not make such accusations carelessly or without due cause -- that should be enough for the Teyrna to set a steeliness towards him that he could surely feel.
And yet... Celia was uncertain. Many stories had been tossed about, the change in Loghain’s demeanor, word she had heard from Anora herself. And with that snake of a man, Rendon Howe, whispering in his ear... She might be ashamed to admit that her trust was somewhat shaken.
She could be certain of nothing anymore.
Yet now here he was, the eye of the storm, in some strange twist of fate. A rescuer or subduer, she wonders?
“So... Am I to assume you are this Grey Warden I have heard word of?”
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(( Gonna go w/ knight verse, bc that works best tbh ))
“It’s okay, it’s okay---”
it’s a little tough to speak, but he manages words,albeit RASPING ones.
There’s a wide gash across his abdomen, one they BOTH know he won’t survive.
So with bloodied, shaking hands he reachesfor the small knife strapped to his belt. He almost loses his grip on it TWICE,but eventually manages to push it weaklyinto Ashe’s palm.
“It’s okay, it’s okay.” He repeats. “I want you to do this for me.”
“You are not alone.”
“Heh. Thanks, Ashe, but how many other professors do you find living alone in crappy apartment because they spent all of their money on booze instead of their family? Trust me,
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L I K E S ▍ drink: water and gingerale ▍ food: lasagna ▍ day or night: night ▍ snacks: popcorn, pretzels ▍ quote: “ If you’re not living life to the fullest, you aren’t trying hard enough.‘’ ▍pet: Corgi named Wilson/Woody ▍ colour: light grey ▍ flower: wood anemone
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[text: Weirdo with the Beard-O] Hey Ashe, I have this amazing idea for that old wizardry shop of your’s
[text: Weirdo with the Beard-O] Ok so bear with me here
[text: Weirdo with the Beard-O] How about
[text: Weirdo with the Beard-O] We hire some guy to come in dressed like a ghost/demon (Like the proper Christmas Carol kind, not the Casper kind)
[text: Weirdo with the Beard-O] And you pull out some cross or something and say some Latin mumbo jumbo.
[text: Weirdo with the Beard-O] Fog machines blast, hidden door under the “demon” opens.
[text: Weirdo with the Beard-O] Fog clears, and the demon is gone. Customers applaud, you are now a hero.
[text: Weirdo with the Beard-O] Then just come back later to collect all the money they threw at you.
“What’s that pressing against my back?”
say one of the following
“Me.”
More specifically, his elbow.“Just---hold still a sec.”Let him use you as support a little bit longer, Ashe.He’s got to lean against you while he balances on one foot,as he’s got a ROCK or something else that’s seriously botheringhim stuck in his shoe that just HAS to come out.
“This’ll only be awkward for a moment, I promise.”