#araneaecorde

Varric was one hell of a storyteller, that was for sure. He had believed what everyone else had-- Hawke vanished as the rest of Kirkwall was sent reeling over the destruction of The Chantry. Hell, he’d known about her long before she was The Champion of Kirkwall, hearing information of some rogue running around The Deep Roads from his father years before.

However, her victory in Kirkwall against The Arishok was something that had caught his attention, even if he hadn’t believed it. Even now, looking at the woman, he had to ask some of the questions that had been burning inside of his head for years. So, during the first time he had a chance to find her in the tavern, he decided to make his move.

                   “Am I intruding?”

Her morning routine often took her to the Chapel - a quick prayer between exercise and the obligatory meeting with her advisers at the war table. A moment of peace, an attempt to find strength and patience - and, in a way, an attempt to connect with her own words. Turn her own shaky, wobbly faith into the steady stone she presented it as: love the Maker as much as she loved to be loved by the people, have as much faith in the Maker as she always said, as if prayers in an empty chapel before the statue of a woman she did not acknowledge might give her soul true faith. 

     However, this morning, she found that someone else used the quiet morning hours as well - before, she had not much opportunity to speak to Hawke. Everything was too much of a mess, hardly any time to settle down and just talk to someone. Maybe....

✗ ; ——— To say that Nakoma had a habit of sleeping in odd places would be… A bit of an understatement. Put simply; If she could fit, she could sleep. And one thing she was quite good at, for a spirit, was sleeping. She certainly did plenty of it, anyway. Though whether this was out of perpetual fatigue or some sort of narcoleptic tendencies was unclear.

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My Opinion on;

Character in general: We just started interacting and following each other so I can’t really say a whole lot?  From the couple replies we’ve done so far though, I like her though.How they play them: Too early to really say, but I mean, definitely not badly xDThe Mun: seems really sweet and nice!  Definitely someone I’d like to get to know better.

Do I:

RP with them: Just started yup!Want to RP with them:  Oh yeah!  I feel like there’s a lot of potential for some interesting interactions between her and Tal tbh.

What is my;

Overall Opinion:  hi yes this is a good, and I think I’m gonna keep you at least for a little while ok?  ok :D

Touch my muse. Be descriptive or simple, tender or violent, fond or hateful - anything goes.

Talon stared blankly at the cards in his hand.  They’d failed him!  How rude!  Hawke’s slap jerked him back to reality, and he couldn’t help but grin and tease despite losing miserably.  “So, finally caught on huh?  Gonna have to work harder than that if you want me to lose my pants.”

         ❝ you are from ferelden, I heard? do you ever think about returning there? ❞