@trustinginthelight. jaskier ; ( from here )
NOT THAT SHE HAD any doubt before --- what with the way he dressed and how he carried that musical instrument around like it was his choice of weapon --- but if she did, then listening to the way he SPOKE was a clear indicator that he was definitely a bard. or, at least, a minstrel. sometimes lily still struggled with what was which.
❝ it’d be no imposition, really. ❞ in fact, any type of work usually helped her FOCUS on anything that wasn’t the hell inside her head. still, if not work, a conversation would do just fin as well. before she answered him, lily sat down as well and sighed. ❝ it’s a pleasure to meet you, jaskier. i’m lillian cousland, but you may call me lily. ❞ he reminded her of someone, which caused her to be UNABLE to take her green eyes off of him.
lily just couldn’t put her finger on who it was that he resembled so. ❝ are you headed to skyhold as well? ❞