Supposedly Training
@haminalerion
The Minanter. Just not the same Minanter she remembered. It meandered across the land differently there, and the landscape was different too. It was strange to see it like that, different from the memories she had of those parts of the river that ran across the Free Marches.
And now, seeing it again, she was different as well. She was a Grey Warden now, something the Dalish girl that had swam in the Minanter’s currents so long ago would’ve never thought of her own future. But there she was: clad in blue and grey, bow and quiver at her back and handaxe at her side. It was still a bit strange thinking about it, but she was slowly getting used to her new role.
Aylen glanced at Hamin, giving him an enthusiastic grin. She was glad to get out of the Keep, to be honest. To feel the fresh air back on her face and her sboots on rough terrain.
