The Legionnaire who sees them off is baffled at proceedings. Can't blame her. Few enough humans, fewer who look like that — and ten years on, Vance still sounds high caste.
(She's had introductions, the night before; the price of her escort's admission. A sprawl of cousins, and courtiers, and assumptions. Is Nevarra very much like Tevinter? Is it true, that the sky burns you? She does know that Wardens are infertile? The Deshyr, for her part, did not attend. Vance, for his part, kept a fork out of anyone's eye.)
"Look, I know the answer. But I have to ask," They've been traveling a while, and there's longer to go. Steely as she is, she's not built for this; no shame in that, half Orzammar isn't. He pauses, on the sloped edge of tunnel. "You sure you don't want me just to cart him back?"
The hive hums at the edge of his perception. Empty as the Roads have been, since Corypheus came Calling... well, they're never so empty as you'd like. It's gonna get ugly.
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(She's had introductions, the night before; the price of her escort's admission. A sprawl of cousins, and courtiers, and assumptions. Is Nevarra very much like Tevinter? Is it true, that the sky burns you? She does know that Wardens are infertile? The Deshyr, for her part, did not attend. Vance, for his part, kept a fork out of anyone's eye.)
"Look, I know the answer. But I have to ask," They've been traveling a while, and there's longer to go. Steely as she is, she's not built for this; no shame in that, half Orzammar isn't. He pauses, on the sloped edge of tunnel. "You sure you don't want me just to cart him back?"
The hive hums at the edge of his perception. Empty as the Roads have been, since Corypheus came Calling... well, they're never so empty as you'd like. It's gonna get ugly.