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dwarfforhire:

Thomek groaned in a mixture of frustration and embarrassment before getting to his feet and making sure that nothing was too damaged. A phial of elfroot was cracked but that was nothing that he couldn’t handle. Maybe he would have to buy a replacement earlier than expected.

“Clumsy fucking dwarf.” He muttered to himself. He walked out of the room and to the outside where he saw Farris in the corner of his eye. With a deep sigh, he walked over to her.

“One favour or one truthful answer to a question of your choosing. That is the price for your silence.”

“The price of my silence will not be dictated by an Orlesian opera dancer with two left feet.”

As a very private and discreet person Farris did not even think of sharing that bit. Anyone could trip, and dwarfs were quite close with the ground by nature. It was the irrational reactions she was durious about, and now that he showed such she could not just let it past her. “Perhaps Varric or Sera will be willing to pay more for a detailed description.”

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"Shh... take it easy, there's no rush. You were passed out for a long time, you see."

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     The first sign of returning consciousness was cold, followed by sound. For a moment, it sounded as if the voice was travelingthrough her across an arctic waste. Slowly the icy soundscleared, and she was able to make out a male’s voice, unfamiliar but gentle. 

     Nakoma slowly lifted her eyelids, revealing large, white, pupil-less eyes. She could see that someone was by her side, but she didn’t know who he was or what happened to her in the first place. She tried to sit up, but she could not stir. She struggled to turn over, to move her hands, her feet, but nothing happened. She knew that she had a body, but it was as lifeless as marble. 

     “I can’t... Move...” she whimpered, once again to sit up, only to cry out in pain and lay back down again.

     “It hurts.. Why am I hurt?”

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‘ that’s good to hear. ’

nohemi held out a hand to grab the oth- er dwarf’s, pulling him up to his feet. she was tired from the fight, but it wasn’t en- ough that she would even need a potion. a little rest, and she’d be fine. the strang- er, on the other hand... ‘ are you alright, aside from the breathing matter? ’ she asked, looking him over. ‘ you’re not too hurt, right? ’

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           “     Used to be part of the Carta

                                                        now I’m just a one-man show           “

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Thomek saw the flicker of thoughts in her eyes and could tell instantly that she hadn’t done this before - or, at the very least, wasn’t refined at it - and he couldn’t help but relax slightly. Those who were inexperienced usually had the easier jobs.

“Now that sounds like an idea.” Good, she was playing along. Without seeming too urgent in his actions, Thomek collected his papers and placed them into one pile, folding them and placing them in his pouch which he had made specifically to hold such things. Much like his coin ouch, it was a little difficult to get in, a deterrent for pickpockets.

“If you really want me,” Thomek spoke in a hushed whisper, leaning forwards and winking, “then I suggest following me to my room in about five minutes. After I leave, of course. No pretty lady like you should be seen dead with a dwarf like me.”

The mage smirked, pulling her hand back. On second thought, perhaps they were out-doing it after all. An agent of the Inquisition had all the reasons to hire a third party when an investigation called for it. Simply stating that they need to discuss business would suffice. After all, if walls have ears, there are plenty of places without walls.

But she nodded in an agreement, not to make that awkward scene longer than it needed to be. Just like that, her scroll took the place of his letters on the table. After pulling out an inkwell she began scribbling some notes on the side. “Of course. We wouldn’t want people talking.”

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☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.

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☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.

     Nakoma was actually quite a talkative person, if you asked her the right questions. She couldn’t remember what they had initially been talking about, but somehow the topic of dreaming had come up. Thomek confessed that dwarves don’t dream, and that fact alone sent a shiver down her spine. Then he asked why she spent so much time sleeping, which lead to her talking about the fade. She paused for but a second as she felt the sudden weight on her shoulder, blinking down at him for a moment before continuing her thought.

     “The Fade has always been the foil for my curiosity. But it only showed me what I needed to see. It very much had the presence of something... Sentient, and benevolent. But silent. Not something to converse with or be instructed by, or anything with an agenda beyond which it knows to be manifest already. It's kind of like... A very clear mirror, that has everything there is to see inside it. But only some things are visible at any given moment. I always trusted it.”

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