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[asomniari]

People Felassan has adopted

Briala (probably)

Fenriel

Hauen (as of ten minutes ago)

Sienna???

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hauen comes to sit over his lap, arms circling his neck without a sound. ral's so warm and she's so tired and she buries her face in the dark of his shoulder — practically falls asleep on the spot.

      raleigh does not even pull his eyes away from the blades he was sharpening, it is all memory and the moment her scent fills his senses he moves accordingly. he spreads his arms and accepts the warmth of a petite body braced against him. the time to put his weapons down is all he takes to gently fill his palms with her. he holds her close, face buried into her hair and it smells of flowers and home. the men sharing the fire with him look a bit perplexed by it, but the wolf soon stands with her tucked close and he carries her to their room. “ do not worry, love,” his words were soft and pushed into her skin. “i have you.”

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“Hauen? Is that Hauen? Come here, let me look at you.”

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       Rai forgets herself some days. The world was keen on ending and she threw herself violently into the chaos of war and bloodied battles. It was who she always had been. A fighter, someone thirsting to dirty her own hands for the sake of those who could not do so themselves. This was beyond herself, beyond her kin and her wardens. So she fought like it was the place she was going to take her last breath. But her life was not hers only anymore. It wasn’t a woman against the world and waiting for her name to grace the tongues of bards and storytellers. The thirst for glory had softened when she found the single creature she wanted to know her name. 

     It is a step out of comfort, she will admit, from hardened armor and thick leather. The tunic upon her is soft, catching on raised scars and calloused hands but it feels good. A breath where it was not choked with blood. It was a special occasion this and she would not sully it with the glimpse of war. Her hands were careful as she carried trays of food and drink, tucked away on tables and nightstands in her small chambers. A little crowded but it would do just fine. Fine wines and pastries and hearty stews and breads. It was all she could hope to pilfer without the cook beating her with a wooden spoon. 

       And it was fixed up finally with candles and fresh linens upon a bed and Rai went to get the object of her affections. Toiling away over her herbs the wolf was not surprised to find Hau there, giggling quietly as her arms curled around a slight waist and brought her into a gentle embrace. “My lil bug, I’ve a surprise for you,” A whisper against a pointed ear, “Do close your eyes for me.” 

      With a hand to her back she guided her through corridors and stair until they were at her room, gently sitting her down before she plucked up the last piece to their night. Taking knee before her she held palms flat, a glittering silver necklace inlaid with a gorgeous emerald coiled. A grin was bright and watching her elf lover with nothing short of utter devotion, “I do not know if it is customary for your people to celebrate anniversaries but—” She extended her hand to nestle the chain around Hau’s neck, “It is a year to the exact day that I witnessed you first and I could not help but take a night to honor it. For I have found the love of my life and I would not wish to squander it.” The wolf raised up, pressed a short kiss to the corner of her lips and grinned widely. “I love you, Hau.” 

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❛ Impossible. What a useless word, in a world with magic. ❜

     “Even magic has it’s limits,” Inara says, but the words feel quite hollow. She’s far from an expert on the subject, and her... pessimistic outlook on the uses versus the costs of magic probably isn’t something her companion wants to subscribe to. “The more invincible you believe you are, the more the fall hurts. Just a... well. I doubt you’re looking for my advice.”

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           “I wonder if YOU could convince Fen to stop picking fights with Solas.”  And then letting Dorian take the fall.  And then letting both men come to her to put a stop to it.  She’s a WALLFLOWER, not one to get in between the arguments of megalomaniacs.  Perhaps Hauen could be more CONVINCING. 

                                   It’s also a convenient excuse to talk to her.

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              “Hau ------ !!”  She’s GRINNING.  ELATED!!  She throws herself at the other elf, arms thrown around her body in a joyous embrace.  She’s too excited for the TERROR about having another of LAVELLAN under her care to sting harshly just yet.  “Ah!  Fen didn’t tell me you were coming!”