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      " I was handling it just fine by myself! "

  Petite frame lurched backwards, stumbling in the act. As she caught her balance, Saskia slammed her hands on her hips, head tilting toward the soul who’d seen it fit to interfere. " He was a right prat; deserved to have his eyes burst. " Heavy came forth her sigh, arms dropping to her sides with the weight. Oh what did it matter? If one templar knew there was bound to be another slinking off for reinforcements. She’d not even performed magic. Just…suspect the blind girl had come into play with the man. Wrists still ached from when he’d grabbed her. Oh well…best to put it aside. Her focus went to the sound of two soul’s breathing in the vicinity. Hm…not a third to be heard. Either the little creep got away or he lay slew. Seemed unladylike ( laughable ) to pride her feet around in search — so it seemed the next best course of action:

same here. you have to wait until you 18 to drink alcohol legally.

a future job for anders

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☒ - A fact about the mun

11:                                        Describe your character’s childhood friend   

“So my family lived in Wycome but I spent a of time in Kirkwall for you know, trading.”

Asenath proceeds to wink and nudge at Hawke. A little too much. He gets it. The carta smuggles Lyrium.

“There was a girl named Lomta that I met every time I went to Kirkwall. She was another dwarf in the family but damn if she wasn’t like a sister to me. We were glued to each other’s hips the moment I stepped into town. We used to get into a lot of trouble all the goddamn time.

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[hands]: are they large or small, do they have pianist's fingers or short stubby ones, do they tend to get sweaty or are they always dry, is the skin rough or delicate, are the nails painted or chewed or sharp, etc.

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