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[bulwxrk]

               @mienhxrel   //   s.c.  (x)  

   “-- you’re from Denerim, right? ”  a pause. momentarily lost in thought. amber hues squint downwards. “ I was thinking I might visit one of the Alienages personally... see it firsthand.”  gaze flickers over-- inquisitively down to shianni. “ ...your thoughts? ”

[boundstaff-blog]

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          “Do you normally make it a habit to hover around people when they’re working, or am I just that lucky?” His words dripped with sarcasm and impatience, Clancy sparing the red-haired woman nothing more than a firm stare before returning attention to the tome in front of him. He was growing tired of so many distractions and interruptions, beginning to wonder if he would have been better off staying in the Hinterlands.

[ofrevas-a]

"They think they can get away with this. We have to prove them wrong."

for the revolution

The alienage is a shell. A mob in the night, so they were told, armed with torches and blades and baseless fear of people who had harmed no one. Homes reduced to ash, the Vhenadhal fallen. Children .with soot-streaked faces, with terror in their eyes, and Alanari here to late to prevent it. 

One more failure, but no longer would they allow guilt to keep them from acting. They turn from where they and their brother handed out what food they’d brought - dried fruits and meat, mostly, things that would not spoil - to find Shianni, looking as enraged and grief-stricken as they felt.

“I can’t give you justice. Not yet. But if you - all of you - leave here with me now, I can protect you.”

[mindsmade]

           ❝  –––– Don’t I know you from somewhere?  ❞     ( // @mienhxrel )

[crownviper-blog]

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“I need him alive.” Roche came to her with purpose in his stride, the sound of his footsteps alone damned ominous enough. Worse yet, however, was that he’d chose to bring company. “I’d even settle with just barely,” the commander mitigated with distaste, jerking his prisoner by the collar of his shirt. The man was barely conscious, badly battered but not without hope. How unfortunate. With what Roche had in store for him, he’d wish he’d perished with his comrades. “There’s no one else at hand. You’ll have to do.”

[aureasadrisit]

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   “It’s for you.” Maxima’s head tilts forward towards the square paper wrapped object. Her hands are around a wooden cup with dark liquid as she approaches slowly. Her chest leans forward, sitting on the small wooden stool in front of the other woman by the fire “See it as a ‘it’s nice to see you again’ gift.” the cup rises to her lips, taking a small sip but dark green eyes not moving from the red head “Open it.”

[mageright-blog]

             “ NOT TO SOUND OVERLY FOUL, but ---- the elves of that particular lodging you’re searching in fled the city some days ago, so you almost definitely won’t find signs of life. the eldest girl came to my clinic just before they left, requesting aid for their ill mother. ” his line of vision flicks discouragingly to the space between his feet. 

“ THE POOR CHILDREN. there was nothing i could do. tried to convince them to stay with me, but they were too distraught. understandably. i’ve been checking back every so often, but... well. ” there’s a brief pause between thoughts as anders straightens his back, an empathetic twitch of his brows broadening the look finally given to the woman. “ I DIGRESS. you don’t look familiar; didn’t mean to be a bother. ” --------------- @mienhxrel.