Jun 30, 2013
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ser-cullen started following you
The knight heard the heavy clank of armor in the distance, and looked up to see who it was who approached. He noticed the familiar colours and crest of the chantry. A templar then.
"Greetings, Ser Templar." he said, bowing his head out of respectful necessity. "What brings you here?"
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The apostate moved quickly through the gallows as he made her way back to the docks. Olivia tried to spend as little time around the Templars as she could but her current job had brought her here. She stood awkwardly waiting to see if her client would show themselves as she pulled at her armor nervously. Across the way she saw a certain Templar that she had problems with a few months prior and quickly dashed away. As she weaved through the crowd she ran into a rather large man and he looked up sheepishly. "Terribly sorry, ser." she said, trying to avoid eye contact.
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Theo turned his head to see three familiar faces from the corner of his eye. "Andraste's frilly knickers, where did you all come from!? It's been a while, hasn't it?" He smiled invitingly, then pointed to Anders, "And you! What's this I hear about you leaving the order, eh?"
@ Ser-Cullen
My muse just collapsed, bloody and wounded, knocking on your muse's door. How do they react?.
It was late at night, the faeborne mage was just about to go to bed for the evening. However there was a knock on her door that made her ears twitch ever so slightly, she quirked an eyebrow and gazed to the grandfather clock. "Now who in the world could it be at this hour..." She mused aloud before pulling on her robe and going to the door. Peering out the window she only saw feet, meaning that whomever it was was essentially flat on their face, there were also dark splotches on the stone path as well.
She quickly opened the door to see the strange man who had collapsed in her doorway and appeared to have seen better days. "Well feth..." She cursed aloud and opened up the door the rest of the way and leaned down to pick the man up, grunting slightly under his weight. Even with the armor he wore, he still seemed badly wounded. "C'mon..." She coaxed as she closed the door behind them with her foot.
She pulled him to a couch and began to undo his armor bindings, she did need to see what kind of wounds he was dealing with, and needed to make sure he wasn't bleeding internally or anything of the sort. Piece by piece she set the armor aside as she examined his bruised and battered form. "Hmmm..." She cracked her knuckles and began to focus her icy cool aura into her hands, and healing energy into his body.
Once he had stabilized enough to her liking she rose up, her knees cracking slightly because she was in an uncomfortable kneeling position for quite some time. She pulled back her hair from her face and wiped the sweat from her brow and moved into the kitchen area to retrieve a water basin so she could clean off the blood from his body and armor. Eoalande wrung out the wet washcloth, once she had returned,and began to blot the blood from the man's skin.
"Just what were you doing at this time of night?" She questioned aloud. "And what in the seven hells did you run in to?"
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