I Inktober 2018 I

Angst Starters // Accepting.

It was quick; her blades moved with precision, striking the target in the training area. She gave a slightly unimpressed huff though, knowing any enemies won’t be polite enough to stand still. But she knew she had to practice somehow, she knew her brother would need her skills. It’s why he had asked her to come to Skyhold after all.

She knew she was being watched.

Ironina turned quickly, seeing the human woman standing near. Her eyes narrowed slightly; a chevalier. Knights who claimed to be honorable but there was little honor to be found among humans, in Ironina’s opinion at least. So she wondered just how honorable these knights actually were.

Aside from his mercenary company -- the dead one -- he hadn’t been around so many people in a while. He wasn’t particularly skilled at making friends. Nor did he want any -- or so he told himself. 

Bastion did, however, loathe inactivity. And in the months between missions with the Inquisitor, needed to find someone to spar with. And not his Mabari either. 

Which was why he approached Junko. They were of a similar height, and she was certainly skilled enough that fighting her would help him improve.

Seigfried chuckled, cupping her head and turning to whisper in her ear.

yes. dame clérisseau. transport for small elves.

Allows herself to be slung over a shoulder like a particularly slinky cat. Apparently minds none of this.