#DragonAge #DARP
“This looks like the cheese on the Chanter’s board…I’m harboring a fugitive fromage!” 🧀
~ Shane Hawke
Chin hands.
~ Shane Hawke
~ Shane Hawke
As she left, he looked out the window to catch the time of day, then nervously poured the rest of the mead to finish for some liquid courage. Luckily he was already in the right place for his next engagement.
With that Fen nodded+
As she left, he looked out the window to catch the time of day, then nervously poured the rest of the mead to finish for some liquid courage. Luckily he was already in the right place for his next engagement.
She perched her chin in her hand. Contemplating. Her eyes growing wide.
"Perhaps he has learned to use the blight. Being able to possess other blighted creatures would explain how he survived. That doesn't bode well for us, or the wardens at Adament.."
Gulps her mead.
Shane thought for a moment. “It’s a theory, but I wonder if Corypheus escaped by jumping to Larius’ body? He was not himself, his mind was nearly corrupted when I met him.”
Shane thought for a moment. “It’s a theory, but I wonder if Corypheus escaped by jumping to Larius’ body? He was not himself, his mind was nearly corrupted when I met him.”
“My father Malcom secretly worked with the wardens to protect our family. They asked him to use his blood magic to reinforce Corypheus’ prison seal. In exchange for helping the wardens, our family was granted our freedom so we could settle in the Free Marches.”
Shane thought for a moment. “It’s a theory, but I wonder if Corypheus escaped by jumping to Larius’ body? He was not himself, his mind was nearly corrupted when I met him.”
“My father Malcom secretly worked with the wardens to protect our family. They asked him to use his blood magic to reinforce Corypheus’ prison seal. In exchange for helping the wardens, our family was granted our freedom so we could settle in the Free Marches.”
"It sounds like they were both a bit foolish. How did your father end up in this situation? Was he also working with them?"
Drank more mead.
"Varric did say when you defeated him, he was dead. Very dead. So how is he still here?"
“My father Malcom secretly worked with the wardens to protect our family. They asked him to use his blood magic to reinforce Corypheus’ prison seal. In exchange for helping the wardens, our family was granted our freedom so we could settle in the Free Marches.”
She nursed her drink and paid acute attention as he recalled.
"Coerced? By whom? How did anyone know he was there to begin with?-
Apologies. One question at a time. I am just so curious. He claims to be one of the origional Vints that breached the golden city. Is that true?"
Took another sip.
“Corypheus. He was locked away in a Warden stronghold in the Vimmark Mountains. The protective seal was created by my father’s blood magic. I was coerced into using my bloodline to free him.”
Took another sip.
“Corypheus. He was locked away in a Warden stronghold in the Vimmark Mountains. The protective seal was created by my father’s blood magic. I was coerced into using my bloodline to free him.”
"That is all we can do, really. Perhaps we should get down to business, before this pitcher dissapears. What can you tell me about your encounter with Corypheus?"
He went to take another sip and noticed his mead was already empty. He forgot he drinks when he’s distracted by something else.
Took another sip.
“Corypheus. He was locked away in a Warden stronghold in the Vimmark Mountains. The protective seal was created by my father’s blood magic. I was coerced into using my bloodline to free him.”
He went to take another sip and noticed his mead was already empty. He forgot he drinks when he’s distracted by something else.
Swilled her drink behind a curious look.
He tried to hide his smirk with another sip of mead.”
He went to take another sip and noticed his mead was already empty. He forgot he drinks when he’s distracted by something else.
He tried to hide his smirk with another sip of mead.”
"Of course. Mead warms the belly. As far as I am concerned, my home is your home."
She sipped her drink, trying to hide the slight blush on her cheeks.
"Indeed he is. Instrumental in our affairs here. I have grown quite close to him. I could introduce you."
Took a sip of the sweet honey mead. “This is wonderful, thank you for this, by the way.”
He tried to hide his smirk with another sip of mead.”
Took a sip of the sweet honey mead. “This is wonderful, thank you for this, by the way.”
She fetched their drinks and settled in by the fire with him. Sipping mead.
"I hope you had little trouble finding your way here. It is rather out of the way. We were quite fortunate Solas knew of it. Skyhold is formidable, and large enough to keep everyone comfortable."
Hawke followed her into the tavern and was immediately drawn to the cozy fireplace.
“Ah, reminds me of Ferelden. I’d love a honey mead, Lady Inquisitor.”
Took a sip of the sweet honey mead. “This is wonderful, thank you for this, by the way.”
Hawke followed her into the tavern and was immediately drawn to the cozy fireplace.
“Ah, reminds me of Ferelden. I’d love a honey mead, Lady Inquisitor.”
She gestured toward the courtyard and led him to the rest.
"Wine, ale, mead, brandy? What is your preference?"
Hawke followed her into the tavern and was immediately drawn to the cozy fireplace.
“Ah, reminds me of Ferelden. I’d love a honey mead, Lady Inquisitor.”
"Yes, I read 'Tales of the Champion'. I would enjoy learning more about your friends. Though perhaps we should discuss a bit of business first. I know you encountered Corypheus. Perhaps we can discuss it at the Herald's Rest? Drinks are on me."
“The pleasure is mine. Of course, you may call me Shane — no need for formalities on my account. I am pretty easygoing, as any of my friends will tell you. Varric is certainly not lacking for words. I’d be happy to answer any questions for you.”
"We've got to stop meeting like this under these unfortunate circumstances. As I recall, last we saw each other was back in Kirkwall discussing Knight-Commander Meredith."
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"We've got to stop meeting like this under these unfortunate circumstances. As I recall, last we saw each other was back in Kirkwall discussing Knight-Commander Meredith."
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“Good morning, my lady. I’m new to Skyhold, acquainting myself with the Inquisition’s leadership. Allow me to introduce myself — Shane Hawke. I imagine my name has crossed your desk, given the situation in Kirkwall.”
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“Good morning, my lady. I’m new to Skyhold, acquainting myself with the Inquisition’s leadership. Allow me to introduce myself — Shane Hawke. I imagine my name has crossed your desk, given the situation in Kirkwall.”
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“I think this is my cue to leave about now…”