@elokian Location: The shores of Lysara, near Janiculum Isle Notes: hey bb u look familiar
The Legionnaire was currently on his own. The threat of wayward Darkspawn was what had pulled Hakon towards the shore. Everyone knew they couldn't swim, but the Faiman had easily decided that his presence was needed – the Nightingales never sent a message so clear for the Legion unless it was absolutely necessary. Even so, he cupped the water from the small wave in his hand, using it to somewhat wipe the Hurlock blood from his features. The dead group of Darkspawn laid in pieces behind him. One had turned to stone, mid strike, the other two remained on the ground, sword through their chest.
He heard the approach, had seen the ship, but it was the sight that warranted the most surprise from the now Legionnaire. "If it isn't the Captain of the Armada himself. Thought you were dead when you didn't come back to Avalon, but a little bird told me you were just far more interested in holding onto your ship."
















