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The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

Started by Marian Hawke, Dec 13, 2018, 07:17 pm

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Bethany

Shaking her head a little, Beth clears her throat. Blushing, she starts to mumble a greeting, then frowns. "Wait. Jassinth? That- Marian! Did you- what did you do to that poor man now?"

Marian Hawke

"Nothing! I -- I didn't even mean to -- look, we had breakfast and--!"
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Isabela

Isabela grins at Roland, but turns her attention to Beth. "I'm staying at Jassinth's place -- it seems someone rented out the entire inn. Marian was unaware of that until we had an awkward conversation this morning. I reminded her, of course, that Merikos Drow are Merikos, like any other. The best man I ever met was a merikos Drow, so it's an issue close to my heart."
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Bethany

Beth gives her sister one last glare before turning a smile at Isabela. "I'm glad. Thank you for helping with... that." She sniffs disdainfully, then sighs. "I get that it's hard, what with all the stories out there, but you're entirely right about merikos drow. I'm sure there are bad, even evil ones, but that's just people.  I know for sure that Z- what? You know a merikos drow too? Or do you mean this Jassinth?"

Isabela

"No, no, this was years ago. Zevran, his name was." She shrugs. "I haven't heard from him in... gosh, it's been forever."
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Bethany

Beth stares a long moment at Isabela, then her expression blanks. "Really," she says flatly, suddenly wary, though she tries to hide it. She's not bad at it, exactly, but she needs to work on learning to mask, not just cover it up. "Is that so?"

Isabela

"Sure," she says easily. "Back in... gosh, was it Glaley? He loaned me a dagger, I haven't had the chance to return it to him. Let me think, it was... well it was before I lost my ship, so it can't have been in the last four years..."
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Marian Hawke

"Isabela travels a lot," mumbles Marian. 
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

NPCs

"Loaned a dagger, did he?" Roland asks, giving Isabela a less male and more adventuring look-over. Heard that phrase used more than once and... At her age, more than four years ago... yeah, like as not. Fucking world. "Speaks well of his character that."
We are many. We are legion. We are... NPCs!

Haliel Lightsong

"Here we go, two turnip and pork stew with some hard cider and boiled eggs," Lightsong says cheerfully as she sets trays down in front of Isabela and Marian., as well as a pot of tea for herself.
I am the Light of My Soul.

Isabela

"Of course. He was quite the gentleman. Thanks, Haliel," she adds, taking a seat at the table as Marian does the same. "It's a shame we had to part ways, but he had his adventures and I mine."
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Bethany

"He sounds like an interesting person," Beth says carefully. "I'd love to hear more about him." A beat, and she adds as justification, "prove to my sister some more that merikos drow can be good people too."

Isabela

"Well," she says, licking her lips slightly. "He has these long, delicate fingers--"
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

Marian Hawke

"Not the kind of information we were looking for!" squeaks Marian. 
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Isabela

Isabela laughs. "No, but seriously, he had a good heart. Put himself in danger for my sake -- something few men will do, in my experience. Women have more altruistic instincts."
"Our mistakes make us who we are"

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