Lavellan

« And where are they now? Have you seen any of these survivors? You’re too trusting, Iveani,” - Solas accused her before realizing he’d risen his voice and now everyone had their heads turned, - “ Ir abelas. But if you won’t listen to me - talk to Cole.”

                    “There is no reason for you to fear me —- though I can see why you would have EVERY reason to fear me. You do not know me, I am a man; a strange man… & you have just escaped possibly a DEVASTATING predicament.” There was an air of WARMTH about the fragile man, all the comfort the cold world could offer, embodied in a single soul. “I am here to protect you. It is my purpose. I—-I father children at an orphanage,” he explained, offering a withered, trembling hand. 

Iveani wanted to trust him. She didn’t know why. Perhaps it was because he was so frail looking, or maybe it was because he seemed like he understood. She didn’t take his hand immediately. For a long moment, she just stared at it before she reached out and took it, taking a step forwards, towards him.“There are men after me. Slavers. I don’t know how long they’ll be asleep. One of them, he…” Her voice was quiet, but she spoke quickly before letting her sentence trail off.