The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Varric]

"Thank Seeker too- she's the one that found you. Not the adventuring type, but she managed to divine your location," the dwarf replies airly. 

[Haliel Lightsong]

"She also arranged for the loan of the horse I used to catch up to Mister Varric," Lightsong supplies as she slips an around around Marian. And then giggles as the puppy bustles over to investigate her.

[Marian Hawke]

"She... she did?" asks Marian quietly. "I... when nobody came by nightfall I... I assumed... I assumed nobody was coming."

[Varric]

Lightsong looks a little hurt but Varric just shrugs. "Given that no-one ever has before in your life but us, I guess I can understand." He snorts. "Starting to be a trend, come to think of it- Seeker divining you in trouble, then us two charging in to save you." Yeah... "So about that self-defence stuff you turned down... second thoughts maybe?"

[Marian Hawke]

"Yes," she says instantly. "Yes. I'll learn. Whatever you like. Can we start today?" 

Here she looks at Lightsong, eyes earnest. 

[Haliel Lightsong]

Haliel's face lights up, the hurt vanishing entirely. Beaming, she pecks Marian on the cheek and nods. "Of course. We can start with basic exercises right away and move into bladework as soon as you get some conditioning. It could be-" Her expression dims a little. Nice to have you train with your sister. But... "Fun."

[Marian Hawke]

"Can we maybe do bows instead?" she asks, timidly, then glances at Varric. "And, and I want to learn alchemy. I kept thinking, I know there's concoctions that could eat through the chains, but I don't have any on me."

[Haliel Lightsong]

"I'm actually pretty good with a longbow," Lightsong muses.

[Varric]

"How about you do general conditioning and such, plus some dagger work- always, always, always have a back-up melee weapon, just in case- and I can teach her brewing and crossbows? Seeker will keep up on your academic studies, including most of the bookwork of brewing."

[Marian Hawke]

"I think... I think I'd like that. I can lay low, pretend to be just another street urchin like Brianne -- another homeless merikosi Lightsong found and saved." 

[Varric]

"Would need to stay in hiding for at least a week first, make it so that her sister doesn't vanish and instantly be replaced with a strange less than forty-eight hours later but... could do, yeah."

[Haliel Lightsong]

"She's not homeless," Lightsong mutters protectively. She lives with me. Perfectly... homed. Home-having. Unhomeless.

[Marian Hawke]

"Maybe.... maybe we stay here? Where are we, anyway?"

[Varric]

"Big Ditch," Varric says with a faintly ill expression. "Seriously, that's the name. I rented this house for a whole silver because it's the first new silver in this little shithole in longer than you've been alive. I think the population is less than fifty."

[Marian Hawke]

A sympathetic look crosses Marian's face. "They exported gold until the vein dried up, and their attempts at raising sheep were truly innovative until monsters got in and killed most of their ewes. They've been growing wheat but the ground's all wrong for it. They were in one of my books about livestock innovations of the past century."