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The Winter's Queen [Magus AU]

Started by Helene Dakesh, Dec 02, 2017, 05:38 pm

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Tethras Clan

~Ask if he means a mutagen,~ Varric prompts Caver. ~If so, ask how long it lasts.~
<e> Honesty. Openness. Trust. <dw>Stabbed in the gut! With a sword!  

Carver Amell

"A mutagen?" he asks, frowning. "How long does it last?" I feel like one of those birds pirates have, that just repeat whatever you say to it.

GamesMaster

"Half an hour. More than long enough." comes the prompt reply. 

Tethras Clan

~Better than being nothing but a voice in one man's ear. Anyway, a half hour is pretty short. Be surprised if he's half as seasoned as you or T. Might not be bad to have him pair up with Helene though, provide her with a guard.~ Varric goes silent then, something niggling at him, a glimmer of an idea.
<e> Honesty. Openness. Trust. <dw>Stabbed in the gut! With a sword!  

Carver Amell

"Then stay here. Guard the church." Grow up a little. What is he, fourteen?

Tethras Clan

~Is he? Sorry, I have trouble judging short-lived race ages. Mostly, I look for facial hair for males and... well,~ Varric admits absently.
<e> Honesty. Openness. Trust. <dw>Stabbed in the gut! With a sword!  

Carver Amell

Ugh, don't remind me. I tried growing a beard for a month once. It... did not end well.

GamesMaster

The catfolk, meanwhile, bristles. "I assure you, I can be of assistance." 

Tethras Clan

"Perhaps, perhaps not. But the good you are doing here is not without value," Zevran says gently. "The good Bright needs your help with keeping these people safe."
<e> Honesty. Openness. Trust. <dw>Stabbed in the gut! With a sword!  

NPCs

"Indeed. With Dog and T going, I am rather low on trustworthy and combat-capable hands," Lelldorin says softly.
We are many. We are legion. We are... NPCs!

GamesMaster

Niko scowls. "I know what you're doing, human." he hisses, ears going back. "But I won't argue. Just try not to die." 

Tethras Clan

Out of nowhere, Carver hears 'yessssss.'
<e> Honesty. Openness. Trust. <dw>Stabbed in the gut! With a sword!  

Carver Amell

Carver blinks. "What?" At Niko's look of confusion, he shakes his head. "Not you. Sorry." 

Tethras Clan

"Carver hears the voice of wisdom in his head," Zevran faux-whispers to Niko.

~The Adrift. The orc clan on west Coalside. If anyone is secure enough to spare troops and maybe a heavy, it's them, Best bet, unless we want to stroll through the Bazaar and hope.~
<e> Honesty. Openness. Trust. <dw>Stabbed in the gut! With a sword!  

Carver Amell

"Ah. Seems there's a group called The Adrift out in West Coalside that have the numbers we need to mount an offensive." He shoots Zevran a dirty look, but doesn't complain too much. 

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