The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[GamesMaster]

"Every  pimp has that," she protests.

[Nox]

"And that makes it not bad, how?" Nox points out.

[GamesMaster]

"It  means I don't get a choice. I'm not pretty like you."

[Helene Dakesh]

"You can choose to work for us instead," says Helene, in perfect catfolk.

[Nox]

Nox winces, looking abashed. "Ah, my apologies," he says in common. "That was a bit rude, wasn't it? Your catfolk is very good by the way, better than mine to be honest."

[Helene Dakesh]

"Thank you," says Helene. "Your catfolk is reasonable. I am a scholar of languages, so please do not feel compelled to compare your pronunciation to mine."

[Nox]

"...precocious," Nox manages after a moment.

[Helene Dakesh]

"Oh, no. Please do not be misled by my form. I am an adult."

[Nox]

Nox blinks a few times. "Are you an outsider of some kind?" he asks before he can think better of it.

[Helene Dakesh]

"This one is Samsaran, which is similar to an outsider. This one has been cursed with an Oracle's Burden to assume the form of a child eternally."

[Nox]

Huh. That's... "Nyra never ceases to amaze," he muses. "Something new all the time."

[Helene Dakesh]

"This one is from Draslina," corrects Helene. "This one is a Seeker."

[Nox]

"And yet you are in Nyra," Nox says cheerfully. "Which only proves that you are indeed in possession of a Seeker's wisdom."

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene blushes a darker blue. "Come. Let us obtain nutrients."

[Marian Hawke]

Marian slides into Varric's tent early one morning, looking sheepish -- and dressed in only a tunic, not her usual tunic-and-trousers. "Hey," she says quietly, watching him feed Bitty Baby. "Can I borrow a needle and thread?"