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Friendship ended with everyone, now Varric is my best friend
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@blackheartcd
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I’m doing the Gays(tm) a favour.
He arrives with much pomp and circumstance, as he is ought to do. His carriage, gilded just as much as he is, rolls to a stop outside the palace in Veritas, and Roshan disembarks with the help of a guard at the ready. His robes are lavish; so are his adornments. His mane of hair tumbles over one shoulder, held away from the other by his favored hairpin.
He seems to glide; the guards guide him to the appropriate area, where he’s to meet High Lady Aurelius herself—new to the Senate, but certainly worthy of his place, especially considering his gifts.
The door is opened for him, and Roshan enters the room without an escort. It’s well-decorated, lavish but understatedly so; it seems to be a study of some kind. The Lady is easy to spot, and Roshan shows her respect with a very slight curtsy and a bow of his head. “—High Lady Aurelius. It’s a pleasure; I’ve been looking forward to this for some time now.”
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@blackheartcd || - ♛ starter call -
『♛❞ —— ❝ It is called a BANSURI and can produce the sweetest of tunes if you allow it to ! I happen to be especially adept at musical instruments -- ❞ THE SIZABLE FLUTE Soma spins between nimble fingers ------ showy , in many ways, enjoying the attention he garners ( albeit surely temporary such ) .
❝ How about you , madam , are there any instruments you can play as well ?? You may TRY IT if you wish ! ❞
A Familiar Face
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“Magister Aurelius.. It is.. Quite a shock to see yet another Tevinter so far South.” Isabella murmured, unable to keep all of her shock out of her voice. She had heard that the Inquisition had hired an ‘ambassador’ of sorts from Tevinter but had not put much thought into it. No one was insane enough to leave the comfort of Tevinter to travel to the almost ass end of Thedas.
The Altus blinked, her eyes widening slightly when she realized how rude she had sounded. “Apologies! I did not mean... What I meant was that it is a pleasure to meet you.. I am Isabella Aquilus.” She murmured, internally cursing herself for her stupidity.
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5. My muse coming to yours after they’ve been critically injured.
Han burst into the grand hall with a heaving gasp, soaked to the bone and looked as good as wild. His right arm curled over his abdomen when he stumbled forward, his vision dimmed, utterly lost to blinding affliction for a split second.
Dying; he was ᴅ ʏ ɪ ɴ ɢ .
❝I need bacta—NOW! ❞ Following his bellow, Han pivoted around and pitched his body against the doors. The impact liberated a stifled grunt from his lips and a fresh ache to threaten consciousness. It was more than effective. On any other day, it probably would’ve counted as completely unnecessary. However, after having seen his guardsmen shot down one by one, he and a few other the only ones to who’d survived the massacre, Han was sure it was the only way to mitigate the astringent alarm howling in his mind.
And he was right. Subdued by a sudden, prevailing crest of trepidation, there was no more thought of his fallen brothers; Han couldn’t think of anything else but his family. Even the booming creak of durasteel grinding against permacrete, echoing portent within the grand hall, did little to steal his attention. He fixed his gaze on his sister sitting with their newest guest.
❝Han!❞ Elka stood up from the lounging area, Astri closing in quickly from the far side the hall, aghast. ❝Wha—what happened?❞ ──── ❝Imperials troops ambushed — civilians in the plaza. We were … we were blindsided.❞ Han answered between a wheeze and swallow. ❝Dead. They’re all dead. A few of my guards held back, but they’re not gonna stand much of a chance against that platoon. Don’t—❞ a devastating wave of vertigo forced him backward, reeled him far enough until his back hit the wall, wringing from him a pained gasp.
❝He’s bleeding!❞ In the midst of struggling to hold himself up, Han’s line of sight fluctuated, shadows blending into with reality. Several frantic sentinels hasten to their prince, attempting to keep him balanced. ❝Where is that bacta!?❞ A guardsman hollered to another uniformed soldier, who then, ran off, whey-faced and smeared in his prince’s blood.
❝Get offa me!❞ Han threw himself from their grasp and stumbled within the distance of where she stood. ❝Lady Aurelius, you—you need to get outta here. Take my sisters and evacuate the castle—evacuate the planet. They’re here for ʏᴏᴜ!❞
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