The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Varric]

Varric nods slowly. "That makes sense except you have to start with a flawed premise- that you have to tick every box in the list to count. You can worship one, two or all of a deity's aspects, Tabby. So go with Love and Life and skip Creation. You're clearly worshipping Shiny's Beauty and she literally glows so that just leaves the two of you to pick up an instrument or earn to paint or dance or whatever. Which is another form of Creation, come to think of it."

[Marian Hawke]

"I mean, I'm Alydran, we don't care about that kind of stuff," she points out, shifting uncomfortably. "But I suspect she does, being Bastion, and... and like I said, she's... I don't know. None of this makes sense."

[Varric]

Alydran... hmm. I think I need to have a chat with Seeker. "Sounds like you need to talk to her. Find out what she actually feels about sapphic love and such and stop making assumptions."

[Marian Hawke]

She winces. "I guess," she says, sullen, but it's clear she probably won't.

[Varric]

"Fair enough. I'll ask her then," he replies cheerfully, heading for the door.

[Marian Hawke]

"Sure," she says, still sullen, not moving to stop him.

[Varric]

"Head back to Seeker when you finish," he says before closing the door behind him. Thank the gods I was never muddled up with teenage romance bullshit like this.

[Marian Hawke]

Marian sighs. I just don't want to see the look on her face when she tells me I'm disgusting.

[Marian Hawke]

Marian paces Helene's quarters, frowning, as the Seeker sketches and Brianne naps on Marian's bed. He should be back any time now. He'll be back in time for me to go to work, right? Dammit. I wish I hadn't taken up so much time with this kissing nonsense.

[Haliel Lightsong]

Naturally, Marian is just at the end of a lap with her back to the door, which means when she glances back Lightsong is already inside before she can brace herself. She goes right to Marian, not even looking at anyone else. "You are not disgusting. You are my best friend. We should talk tonight, after you and Miss Brianne tell us about the party and what bothered you so much about it." With that, she turns and heads for the stool reserved for her and her heavy armour. 

[Varric]

Varric closes the door and takes a seat next to Seeker, whistling innocently.

[Marian Hawke]

Marian stares at Lightsong, eyes watering, taking a moment to steady herself. You are not disgusting. you are my best friend. 

She sniffs, wiping at her eyes. "Okay," she says quietly. "Okay. So the party..."

She begins a factual retelling of the events, the things she overhead, as Helene moves to gently wake Brianne. When she gets done, she's shaking her head. "Then she announced Jadan was marrying Carol. I just. Carol's fifteen."

[GamesMaster]

Brianne nods, yawning. "I heard a lot more about this Carol. She takes some kind of potion, her and Leandra both, to keep them happy and not questioning things. Seems she rarely talks, either. There was some stunt she pulled a couple years back, dunno what, but it makes the whole kitchen and cleaning staff call her 'poor miss Carol'."

[Varric]

"Jadan?" Varric frowns, folding his arms. "That's... interesting. Jadan is their- the zi'Amells- business manager. Out-of-towner, grew up in a small trader town. Ran caravans for a few years, then got snapped up by Rogers, the late Lord Amell, to run his company. Bit of a prodigy, rising as fast as he has. Naugrix's own luck it seems, with nearly every deal he makes earning a profit without making too many enemies for being ruthless or the like. Money just flows to him. Pretty sure he has significant unreported assets that he channels through his legal ones, inflating his profits and cleaning the money. Most report him as charming, personable and witty, though there are rumors of a temper." He glances at Marian apologetically. "He's merikos elf... and thirty-four." 

[Marian Hawke]

Marian nods. "He's a great guy, if he wasn't marrying my underaged sister."