RIVAINI //. sexandsails ·:
When she had written Varric and he had told her about the Inquisition, she’d not really had any intention of joining their cause. She’d already done that whole ‘saving people for the good of… well, good’ thing once, and it wasn’t really her style. She was more of a ‘do things for the hell of it’ kind of gal, and while the thought of the attention that came hand-in-hand with saving all of Thedas was appealing, she just wasn’t quite in the mood… but, she had missed Varric, and coin was low, so she decided to see what they had to offer.
Walking through the ornate gates with a swagger to match her recently-acquired admiral’s hat, Isabela grinned at the forces of the Inquisition milling about in the courtyard. Her amber gaze fell upon a familiar sight lounging by the fire.
“Still handsome as ever,” Isabela purrs, in lieu of formalities and greetings.
You could tell a lot about a person simply by the way they walked, the strut they carried themselves with, the way their hair moved ( or didn’t if you were a certain elf who had a penchant for grumpiness and long-winded rants ) , and by the way their shoes clack against cobble. Such intimacy is found in few people that he knows, a study of character that he’s penned too many a page and with vigor, adoration, and a lucrative sense of desire ; swashbucklers always sold big, especially in Orlais.
He nary needs to turn to recognize her -- a clamor that is uniquely chaotic and daring bliss all the same. Also the immediate compliment in a husky drawl helped, but he likes to think it’s the old intuition. A scoff and regard, Varric barely actually believes it’s her when he sees... With plumage no less.
Andraste’s tits, she wasn’t kidding about the hat.
“ Rivaini, ” he groans mockingly. “ -- you keep complimenting me and people are going to talk. ” Actually, they probably already did. The Hanged Man was just as much of a rumor mill as any courtesans’ parlor. Still, he cannot help the smile that curls at the edges of his lips nor the cross of his arms over a barrel chest, regarding her with warm fervor. A friendly face and one that didn’t want him dead to boot. “ Shit, I didn’t think you’d actually come all the way here. You know we’re landlocked, right ? ”
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