#harellanx

"Harellan?" There is surprise on her tone as she approaches the demigod, a tentative smile growing on her face as she does. It is a surprise to see him, when she had been looking for him everywhere and has been unable to find him until now. Still, she is glad to see that he has not fallen prey to the darkness outside the base camps shields. "What a surprise, I didn't see you in the Otherworld."

{ if it helps, i think everyone feels that way sometimes. but there's no harm in trying! and i'm sure it'd mean a lot to the other person anyway. }

    ❝ I did not expect such a trivial thing to

dampen your spirit, lethallan. ❞

           ❝ But I will not object. ❞

“On the contrary, hahren. I quite like rainy days. They’re perfect for staying in and catching up on my studies.” 

he's flipping pages in the library, idly passing the little time he has for himself whilst he studies the fade.

some would chastise him no doubt, & he had prepared himself if such an event were to occur. once a brother of the faith, now doing their own independent study?  had the chantry’s information not been enough?

well.  once, it had.  but times have changed, & he would not allow himself to be spoon fed any longer.  he needed to rely on himself, & he needed to solve his own answers. 

he wanted to trust the word of the chantry, maker, he hoped that what information he could find, would add up, would run similar to the revered mothers studies.  but he would not allow himself to live once again, in ignorant bliss. 

     “this seems...”  

he turned the page.