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Imprints in Stone [AU]

Started by GamesMaster, Apr 20, 2018, 06:47 pm

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Carver Amell

Carver whines again, inching a little backwards on his stomach. Please be alright. 

Tethras Clan

A little more coaxing finally gets the elf to open her eyes. "Oh. Hello," the elf says slowly.

<e> Honesty. Openness. Trust. <dw>Stabbed in the gut! With a sword!  

Bethany

"Hey Merrill," Bethany says, trying to smile and not cry with mixed success. "How do you feel?"


Tethras Clan

After giving it some thought, Merrill finally replies, "hungry. And my head hurts a little."
<e> Honesty. Openness. Trust. <dw>Stabbed in the gut! With a sword!  

Varric

"I'll go grab some of that apple bread and some tea," Varric says softly before leaving the room, squeezing Helene's shoulder on the way out.

Carver Amell

Carver's whining dies down, and he thumps his tail twice. She's alright, he breathes, knowing she's not perfectly fine ,of course, but she's alright.

Helene Dakesh

Helene smiles at Varric as he departs. "Is there anything else we can do to help?"
"Explain. In detail, please and thank you."

Tethras Clan

"Ummm....I don't think so?" Merrill asks, peering at Helene with confusion. "Except. Well, I don't mean to be rude and it's okay if it's a surprise, but who are you? I'm Merrill by the way."

<e> Honesty. Openness. Trust. <dw>Stabbed in the gut! With a sword!  

Bethany

Bethany goes still, breath freezing in her lungs. "That's... Seeker Helene. Dad's friend?"


NPCs

Merrill blinks a few times. "...okay? But... Who's your dad? Who are you?"
We are many. We are legion. We are... NPCs!

Carver Amell

A flurry of motion as a comically oversized dog bolts from the room as fast as his legs can carry him, nearly knocking over Seeker Helene in the process.

Helene Dakesh

Helene has a split second to make a decision. They know Carver can't be off to anywhere good; they worry he might not come back. But if they go for him, those teeth, that bulk... there's no way they can restrain him, no way they can stop him without harm coming to themself. And Bethany must be feeling the same sense of crushing loss, for all that she's less demonstrative about it. 

And Merrill might need something.

And Varric might need them. 

They make a decision, stumbling to their feet. "Varric! Get Carver!" they call, in a surprisingly strong, loud voice, as they move toward the girls on the bed. Carver will have to bolt right past Varric, after all, and there's two girls right here that need someone too.
"Explain. In detail, please and thank you."

Varric

Varric hears the shout and reacts without hesitation. He'd half-expected this outcome, so he'd come up with a few plans. The one he uses in this case is, naturally enough, a wand- specifically one that freezes Carver in mid-step as the dire wolf tries to race through the hallway. "The hells son?" the dwarf demands.


NPCs

"...you have a dire wolf," Merrill says with delight. "And doggos! Are you new to Golden Green? Why am I sleeping here? Did..." She frowns suddenly, a slight grimace of pain. "My head hurts, did... was I hurt?"

We are many. We are legion. We are... NPCs!

Bethany

Heart breaking, Bethany forces a shaky smile. "I... yeah. Yeah, you were. This is actually Nyra. You're at home, ummm, my home. My dad, step-parent and- and my brother."

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