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She storms out of the interrogation chamber in a towering fury, paying little attention to anyone who might happen to be in her way.

"Blast you, Varric Tethras, you and your tale of the Champion!"

Cassandra stalks the length of the hallway and slams the door open.

"Leliana. It is no use. We must--"

She's two steps into the bar before she realizes that it's not where she expected to be.

As the door swings shut behind her, one hand goes to her sword.

Date: 2015-12-20 03:54 am (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (Warden in the desert)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey
Ysalwen turns her face into her shoulder to stifle a laugh.

"No, not at all. It's a tavern. Milliways."

Her smile is wry and a little crooked, and very small.

"I'm Ysalwen Surana, Commander of the Grey in Ferelden, and Arl of Amaranthine. There are only a few other Thedosians here, most of the rest come from other worlds. And before you ask, no, it's not the Fade. I imagine someone like you would eventually be able to tell, if you stayed here long enough. No demons, no echoes of the waking world, and no spirits. No dreamers, either."

A pause.

"This is Liranan."

The mabari lifts up his head proudly and barks. Twice.

"Do we get to know your name?"

Date: 2015-12-20 04:03 am (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (Brightly burning)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey
"Oh," Ysalwen says, icily polite, chin tilting up just a fraction. "I would never."

Liranan growls.

"Shhh."

He subsides.

Date: 2015-12-20 04:07 am (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (neck and shoulder)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey








Huh.

"That's what Cullen said, too. But then I've met others that know me as the Warden-Commander. So I'm pretty sure there isn't only one Thedas out among all the worlds and realities there are. Go figure."

Date: 2015-12-20 04:14 am (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (delicate with braids)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey
The wry curve of Ysalwen's mouth increases just a hair.

"We were both at the Ferelden Circle for a time. For one. As close as I can figure the timeline split when Duncan either came or didn't come to Kinloch before it all went mad. For me, anyway."
Edited Date: 2015-12-20 04:14 am (UTC)

Date: 2015-12-20 04:22 am (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (limned in light)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey
"Some of it gets easier with time and familiarity. A little like most things, honestly."

A pause.

"Cassandra. You can feel free to ask questions, if you like. I'll do my best to explain the answers I know, and be frank about what I don't."

Date: 2015-12-20 04:38 am (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (battle plans)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey
Liranan yips, tail wagging now that some of the tension has broken. They are on a first name basis! That is good!

"I'm almost certain of it, in fact. We may also want something to wet our throats while we talk, and -- maybe food? I don't know if it was near a mealtime when you came in."

She'll move in the direction of the nearby table, looking at Cassandra with one raised eyebrow before unslinging her staff from her back and resting it by her chair. Liranan makes himself comfortable at her side, sitting upright and proud. Though he will wait for Cassandra to sit before choosing a side at which to settle -- left or right.

(Just in case.)

Date: 2015-12-24 04:00 am (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (courtly profile)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey
"Time travels in a straight line here, thank the Maker. But from our world to this -- the seasons don't even line up, sometimes. Most times?"

She shakes her head a little.

"Anyway. Food, then. Please don't be alarmed by the rats. They're very kind. And clean."

Ysalwen would wave down a waitrat, but she'll let Liranan signal, instead.

Everyone trusts a mabari.

Date: 2015-12-24 04:03 am (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (battle plans)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey
One of them arrives after Liranan's interrogatory yip, skittering up to the table and chittering inquiringly.

"Rats."

Ysalwen places an order, one full of significant quantities of food for herself and Liranan, and with probably enough left over for Cassandra. Just in case.

"Is there anything in particular you'd like for yourself, or is what I ordered sufficient?"

Date: 2015-12-27 07:39 pm (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (circle mage)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey
The rat chitters again, then scampers away.

Liranan settle at Ysalwen's left, head resting on his paws. For now.

"You can get anything you like here, for what it's worth. There's a tab board, and I tend to pay as I go. It's -- I don't like debts. So."

Date: 2016-01-04 10:53 pm (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (Default)
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There's a flicker of dryness to her voice as she says, "I do try."

But it passes.

"First is that almost no worlds that lead her are much like our own. No Fade, no Blight, no -- no a lot of things. No qunari, probably no dwarves, but dragons and humans and elves, yes."

She doesn't laugh.

"And stranger things, besides. You'll -- well. Most people feel out of their depth a lot, particularly at first. I'd recommend trying to make friends."

Date: 2016-01-04 11:06 pm (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (Darkspawn coming)
From: [personal profile] freedom_is_grey
"I haven't been to one yet, not -- "

Maybe someday.

"But many of the people who come here don't believe in magic. Or don't live in a world that has it, or don't live in a world that they know has it. It's -- interesting. Some of these places have science, instead. There are giant robots in the garage, if you ever want to look. Bigger than dragons."

Date: 2016-01-05 12:32 pm (UTC)
freedom_is_grey: (Really? Are you sure?)
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It's not as if Ysalwen can't guess its presence, or something like it. Because Seeker.

Her smile is a little crooked.

"One of those magic-less worlds has giant monsters coming across from another world through a breach in the ocean."

Just saying.

"It's -- different. Not necessarily better."

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