The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Bethany]

Beth studies Isabela for a long moment, then decides to compromise. "Zevran is a good man. The best man I know, except for my brother. He was kind when no-one else could be. He was generous and... he was joy when I had nothing else." If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have had the guts to befriend Shan. If it wasn't for the two of them... I would have given up.

[Isabela]

Isabela studies her for a long moment, then settles, sitting back into her chair. "He called me Bela, of course. My friends always do." Close enough.

[Bethany]

"Beauty," Beth whispers, eyes wide. "You're Beauty."

[Isabela]

"Many have said so," she says, spreading her hands wide, palms up. 

[Bethany]

"No, his Beauty, he- he- when he was... when his... work... was really bad, he would..." Beth licks her lips, giving Marian a slight wince. "A year or so after we met, he... something happened. It was gone for nearly a month and when he got back, he... He was so... empty.  He barely spoke or even moved all night, though he was obviously paying attention to me. His eyes, his breathing, I could tell he was listening. Just before dawn, he laughed. It was... it was strange. Still so very tired and worn but... he said.." She closes her eyes, silent for a moment.

When she speaks, she does so with a soft elven accent kissed by nocturnal whispers. "Strange, being on this side of waiting for dawn. I understand my Beauty more than I might have wished. Thank you, ma'chanson." She opens her eyes, voice returning to normal. "I don't know what that meant- tons of theories- but... he'd mentioned Beauty- you- a time or two before and since. He loves you."

[Isabela]

Isabela stares at Beth, all artifice gone from her beautiful face, eyes misting faintly. "Thank you," she whispers. "That means more than you know."

Then she stands, shaking her head. "Tell me where he is. I am leaving for Nyra this afternoon to rescue him -- once I finish buying supplies. Tell me where you saw him last and I'll get him free."

[Bethany]

"He... works for Jadan, the... business agent slash puppet master of Lady zi'Amell," Beth says numbly. "Bodyguard and... other stuff, I suspect. He... He uses a ring, stays invisible nearly all the time. I doubt more than a dozen people even know he's in Nyra and less than half than that know where he stays. Fuck, even I don't, exactly. I know he has a room in the estate, somewhere in the second or third basement, and a few boltholes in the city- we share two, I can write down the addresses, but I'm not sure he's still using them now that I left town."

[Marian Hawke]

Marian stares at Beth, wide-eyed, then glances at Isabela, a little hurt. "I-- if you need potions or anything, we can-- well, I know a little, but Varric is a master alchemist, and..."

[Isabela]

She glances over at Marian, nodding absently. "I will speak to him. Which is he?" 

[Marian Hawke]

"The-- the dwarf," she mumbles. Already our time is over...

[Haliel Lightsong]

Haliel offers a slip of parchment and a charcoal pencil to Beth. "I already wrote down the address of the room I rented for Miss Brianne- a catfolk I hired as a... local guide and general assistant. Mister Varric arranged for her to collect various reports he was getting in regards to the zi'Amells. Show her that and tell her that... that the 'daft but nice paladin lady is being a naive fool again.' She should be able to help you find your feet and get... readied, I guess."

[Bethany]

"I'll write down directions to the two boltholes I shared with him. Hopefully... hopefully he's still..." able to use them. "Making use of them."

[Isabela]

"Thank you," says Isabela. "when I get him free, I'll bring him back here."

[Vigile]

A small furred head pops out from under the table. Resting his front paws on the table, the feline clears his throat politely. "If I may be so bold? I am His-paws-are-silent-but-his-growl-is-fierce-in-defense-of-the-righteous, charged by HE-THAT-IS-VANGAL to protect Bethany and her twin. During my time in Nyra, I was given the chance to explore the Amell estate rather thoroughly, including locating the dens- ah, bedrooms, that is- of both Jadan and Zevran. Having an invisible person around was... worrisome, as I did not know his character. I would like to accompany you in this rescue. I am... less suited for recovery than protection, you see, and would be of far more use in this fashion."

[Bethany]

"...just call him Vigile or Vig," Beth offers, patting his head.