Ciara flopped onto her bed, burying her face in the pillow and letting out a frustrated groan. She hadn't expected to be stuck here this long, and had finally knuckled under and gotten a job--since 'Grey Warden' wasn't exactly an acceptable career choice in this strange city.
And on top of having to deal with the dizzying array of strangers who still all somehow acted like entitled humans, she'd caught something from one of them and felt like she'd lost a fight with an angry ogre.
It wasn't all bad. She'd made some new friends and met some old ones...but she missed Thedas, baffling as that was.
Hopefully she'd be able to get out of here soon.
Hopefully.












