#faeryshawke

[malcolmhxwke]

* meeeeee

"So proud of her. Even if she hates me. Can't blame her if she does. But still...so proud of her."

[malcolmhxwke]

faeryshawke replied to your post:* sup daddy Hawke

"DAD. DAD NO."

"What? She's gorgeous, what d'you want from me?"

[malcolmhxwke]

[[Go Gentle - Robbie Williams 8I]]

[ oh my gosh

this is Mal's lullaby, it is now canon ]

[malcolmhxwke]

"I'm not apologising!" She huffs somewhat indignantly with a pout. "He was the one who threw a fish at me to wake me up today!" BI

Malcolm put a hand on his hip. "Tying him to a tree is not the way to settle that dispute, Fae."

[malcolmhxwke]

[[what is anon]] "DAD. DAD YOU SHOULD SEE WHAT I DID. I PRACTICED THAT KNOT YOU SHOWED ME. I got Carver tied to the tree so firm he can't move!" 8D

Malcolm was caught, as happened so often, between pride and consternation. After a few moments' thought he got his words together. "It's good that you've been practicing, love, but you shouldn't tie your brother to a tree. Come," he held out his hand. "Let's go free him, and then you can apologize."

[rivainiwench-blog]

So for Isabela and Fae it is canon that Isabela kissed her after the Arishok incident

And for Isabela and Krysta it is canon that Krysta slapped the shit out of her after the Arishok incident

I love these women

[cxstodis]

faeryshawke replied to your post:✎ [Eh I figured why the hell not and if you want to VwV]

[[yOU CAN’T HIDE WHAT LIES INSIDE YOU, IT’S THE ONLY THING YOU’VE KNOWN, YOu’LL EMBRACE IT AND NEVER WALK AWAAAAYYY]]

[ OH, DAMN -- THE WAR IS COMING OH, DAMN - YOU FEEL YOU WANT IT OH, DAMN -- JUST BRING IT ON TODAAAAYYYY ]

[spiritscalling]

⁂ >u>

The fight had gone rather comfortably, as far as dealing with rampant mercenaries. It seemed to be a near nightly basis and no one would let Hawke walk home alone. It happened that that particular night was Sparrow’s turn. Mostly due to her wanted to make another pie for everyone.

But one they got back to Hawke’s home, Sparrow felt weak. Her arm felt a little numb, sometimes it happened after failing a shock spell or a paralysis glyph that went off. She thought nothing of it until a sudden wave of sickness hit. The elf stumbled into the chair in the main sitting area, beginning to choke as she felt like she couldn’t breathe.

Maker, that scrape on her arm, it was far too red, lined far up and down her arm. The moment she got it when pushing Hawke out of the way. “Hawke! Poison!” She cried out before feeling her throat become so tight that she couldn’t breathe.