#arlathansgrace

[killerpigfarmer]

re: ooc

I'm kinda sorta back! I'll be mostly in and out for a bit, but hey. In the meanwhile, I'll be working on responses. Here are people I've got in my drafts: 

engineeryara

aberrantaurora

arlathansgrace

hawkishamell

faulty-biotic-sparks

If you want to ditch an old thread because I'm taking too long to respond and start something new, I completely understand! Just let me know and we'll plot something. Also, if I owe you and didn't list you here, please like this!

[killerpigfarmer]

re: arlathansgrace

Being a city guard meant a couple things. You had to know the ins and outs of the city (including the least desirable places in Kirkwall). You had to ready to jump to any commands that were passed down to you. And, of course, you had to be constantly on the lookout for apostates. Knight-Commander Meredith's orders. 

Lucius could easily do all three. After spending a year doing less-than-despirable jobs for the seedy underground of Kirkwall, he knew the criminal world like the back of his hand. Following orders were second nature to him, no matter who they came from...even the controversial Knight-Commander. Something about her reminded him of another time, another place...

Besides. Mages--especially Blood Mages--put Lucius on edge. The way they wielded magic to do their bidding...it was unnatural. Gave them an unfair advantage over swords and bows. As someone who'd been struck with a couple unshakeable spells and hexes more than once (Horror had particularly addled him), he didn't like the idea of a Mage playing with his head. 

But on the other hand. There was a draw to it. Some quiet little voice inside of him that said: What about Ruby? If they can summon demons...can they summon the dead? Can they bring them to life?

He tried not to dwell on the thought. Without success. It didn't help that, last time he'd done a job for Hawke, they'd picked up a mage themselves. A little nervous thing that called herself Merrill and, more importantly, seemed to know the ins and outs of Blood Magic. 

It made Lucius uncomfortable. But if Hawke trust her...well. He wasn't exactly going to throw the Mage to the wolves. Nonetheless, that didn't mean he couldn't question her a little. Lucius stepped through the dilapidated Elven Alienage to Merrill's house. He knocked on the door and called out, "Merrill. Y'in there?" A pause, nothing. He tried again, this time more firmly, with something that would catch her attention, "Lieutenant Warren. Open up."