@watchbreak.
re : starter call.
“I’m sorry — did you say someone shot you? On purpose?” She’s not sure why she’s so surprised; she’d spent long enough trying to get the arrow out of the poor girl’s chest, the thought must have crossed her mind at some point this wasn’t just an incident, but she’d suspected it was just the result of an unfortunate run-in with Darkspawn. It seems no matter how much cruelty she stumbles upon in the world beyond her Circle, there’s always something left to surprise her. She thinks back to the human child waiting for a mother that would never come back in Lothering, no doubt long lost to the taint that had overcome the town, and feels her lips tug downwards. Without thinking, she busies herself trying to apply more salve to her wound. “Maker’s breath, for what reason?”