When will my taint begin?
7 AM, the usual morning lineup:
Start on creation spells 'til the cat is healed
Practice the hex, misama, and greased fire
Cast again, and by then it's like 7:15.
And so I'll read a book
Or maybe two or three
The templars come and bring me to my Harrowing
I'm going to the fade
Avoiding demon tricks
I wonder when will my life begin?
Then when I wake up Jowan is waiting for me
He has a plan to runaway with the girl
Repository, Phylactery, we can make it
Fire rod, blast the wall, to the door!
We get caught!
And I facepalm myself
I'm not going to be spared
'Cause Jowan cuts himself,
Blood magic everywhere.
And then he runs and
Drinks The tavern was quiet tonight. Trinne wasn't sure whether that was a good thing or not, but it was unusual. On an average night, the Hero's Den was fairly full, bursting with life and the raucous noise that was inevitable with squeezing in so many people. This tavern was a favorite among those who had saved Ferelden; from the Aeducans to the Tabrises with everyone in between--a few other Amells, too, but Trinne was used to that by now. It wasn't all that out of the ordinary to be jostled by a fiery-haired Surana or earn a scowl for accidentally elbowing a Mahariel. And she was trying to forget the time she nearly tripped over a Brosca when th
Third DateDespite any claims she might make to the contrary, there were times Trinne was very much a typical female. This was one of them.
"Sweet Maker above, what am I gonna wear?" the mage lamented as she turned away from her wardrobe, expression torn between disgust and despair. She flopped down on her bed, moodily blasting a small lightning bolt at a dust bunny lurking in the corner before groaning and staring at the ceiling as if she'd find the answer to her desperate query etched in the wood beams.
Trinne dug her fingers into her hair as she ran through her options again. It was trickier this time; this date was going to involve a lot less outdoors than the last couple times she and Harvey had done something together. In fact, the only thing planned was dinner at the tavern, with absolutely no pressure to hurry. Much as she preferred wearing pants and a tunic over dresses--they reminded her too much of Circle robes--she figured a more serious date like this called for her to dress u
Making Conversation"So, whaddya wanna talk about?"
"I dunno. What do you want to talk about? I mean, you are the host. Hostess. Whatever."
Trinne shot her guest a dirty look. "Aed. What does that have to do with anything?"
He shrugged and grinned at her. "Isn't the hostess supposed to keep the conversation going?"
"I was trying to be polite and not monopolize said conversation." She raked her hair back off her forehead. "Thought I'd see if there was anything you wanted to talk about."
Aed's grin got wider. "Anything?"
Trinne rolled her eyes. "Yes, anything. So long as you sit up right first. You're gonna ruin my sofa hangin' upside down on it like that, a
Chapter 5 - A new companion"Do you think it was a good idea to leave her there alone?" Ewan asked his two companions.
"We don't need her to slow us down." Came the answer from Aed.
"She needs to grow up. If she can't get help on her own, she'll never become independent." Evarist nodded.
The two brothers looked at each other, raised their eyebrows, sighed and nodded. They had to agree, Sylverin was still too dependent on them and others. While it was her idea to leave, she would not have done it if nobody wanted to go with her.
"All right, where to then?" Aed looked around as they left the Alienage and Ewan pointed towards the Chantry.
"Let's look at the Chanter's
COMMISSION: Left aloneSomething strange hurt her eyes
She could almost hear their cries.
The girl felt something was wrong,
She ran home as fast as she could.
By the time she arrived, however...
It was all lost...
Running through the woods, she did,
Ignoring smaller injuries she gained
The blood red sky led her way home,
The silence made her heart go cold.
She arrived to the house, but...
It was all lost...
Falling to her knees
She let her tears fall,
Hush, hush baby loveHush, hush baby love,
No more bad nights come.
A warm embrace, a sweet kiss
Holding you kindly
Sweet little child,
No need to cry.
I'll give you my love,
Take your bad dreams away.
No thunder will come,
No shadow can harm you.
The darkness runs from
This candle light.
Hush, hush baby love,
No more bad nights come.