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boundtomythal replied to your post://Oh, btw If anybody wants their Dalish elf to get...

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//It's not a trap 8) He makes his intentions pretty obvious, no deception there

[fleurdelarue]

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Too many soldiers.

There were absolutely too many soldiers around this castle. She could take the few city guards she usually accountered on the streets of Val Royeaux, and the guards of the Mauberts too, of course - and she had even managed to make conversation with the one or other Chevalier, when Madame had set her mind on making her entertain her guests at parties, but a whole castle full of human soldiers was making her jittery, jumpy, even when she was around Amandine. And now that she was wandering the castle on her own, she was nearly panicking. And it didn't help that for some reason, her panicking mind had decided that fleeing onto the ramparts was a good idea.

Where she was promptly approached by a large guardsman.

"Hey, you! What are you doing up here?"

Delphine turned, paling as her heart nearly leapt out of her chest. She wasn't able to say anything - her tongue seemed to be frozen, and her feet as well, as the guardsman kept coming closer.

[shaelavellan]

Wayward youth @boundtomythal

Shae chuckled to himself as he slipped away from camp, the Keeper speaking sternly with a pair of young hunters for letting the badger loose in the middle of camp. Shae intended to be long gone by the time they admitted to the Keeper who had told them that it would be funny. He was sorry about Hahren Falon's blanket, truly, but how was he supposed to know the badger would be attracted to the color?

By Elgar'nan, though, he had needed a day off. He couldn't stand one more day listening to the Keeper drone on about the subtle nuances between the Ralaferin Clan's version of Dirthamen's tale as compared to the Sabrae Clan. What did it matter if the bear in the tale had a brown coat or a golden one? 

Shaking his head, long hair swaying, he set out through the forest at a quick trot, long dark braid bounding against his back. He figured he had a few hours before the Keeper sent the hunters out looking for him, and he knew how he wanted to pass the time. He'd seen Aethenaris set out on his own this morning carrying his fishing pole and Shae knew just where to find his friend.