#setting; datv

Recommend romantic candidates for my muse and see their reaction!

@bloodlaurel

Daeron raises his brow for a moment but then gives a soft smile, looking down at the table as he lets his finger idly trace a pattern in the grain of the wood.

"What can I say? There's good money to be had in revenge, if someone doesn't wanna get their own hands dirty." (companion!Tal :D)

"Are you sure you are a Warden? You almost sound like our Antivan friends." Stix said with a soft chuckle as he continued straightening up the shelves in the library as the astrolabe slowly rotated above them. The buzz of magic that made the contraption work practically made Stix's skin tingle, but it was a comforting sensation. It reminded him of the same magical hum he felt in the deepest depths of the Necropolis.

Like the Fade speaking to him in some ancient language he probably should have known by instinct alone.

you must understand, it was… a long time ago.

It's another late night of pouring over ancient texts found within the Lighthouse library, a combination of finding anything they can use for defeating the Evanuris and academic curiosity at the rarity of the ancient knowledge they've been given to pore over so freely. If the very fate of Thedas were not at stake, Stix is sure he would be spending much more time lost in these texts and scrolls than he already finds himself.

Of course, the work goes both quicker and smoother in the company of his fellow Mourn Watcher. Stix has always been an admirer of the Professor, much to the chagrin of his own former mentor whom he had known to once be a close colleague of Emmrich's. Truthfully, it was those few times he sat in the back of one of his lectures that Stix began to question not only Hezenkoss, but other Mourn Watchers he had been in the care and tutelage of since he was found in the depths of the Necropolis.

So, it does not surprise him when conversation turns to talk of home, and of their histories there, especially after their visit to Blackthorne Manor. Stix is, of course, most curious about the falling out between his former mentor and the man sitting across from him in the library, pouring over old books. But he won't press the issue if Emmrich doesn't wish to talk of it.

"It seems almost a lifetime ago, doesn't it?" Stix asks as he closes the book he holds in his hands, sliding the ribbon between the pages to mark his place before setting it down on the table and leaning back in his chair.

we haven't got all day.

"Ooo, do we have all night, then?" Stix asked with a little bit of a smirk turning up at the corners of his mouth, his tone soft and teasing as they walked through the catacombs of the Necropolis. The familiarity of the dusty stone halls was always comforting to him, even when being down in the depths for work rather than study or leisure.

"I know the hauntings are a matter of some urgency, but when was the last time you took to stop and smell the roses on the graves?" He asked, genuine curiosity in his voice as he watched a few playful wisps flitter past them.

48 years old

Grey Warden from the Anderfels

Can be recruited in Hossberg

He was orphaned young, left on the side of the road by his mother and taken in by the Grey Wardens

When he became of age he officially became a member of the order after completing the Joining ritual

He was in Hossberg during the Fifth Blight

Julian "Jaskier" Alfred Pankratz, born to a family of Altus but without the gift of magic as his older brothers were, he is the outcast and prefers to spend his time with the other outcasts.

From a young age, instead of tending the Circle, he attended studies in the arts, specifically poetry and song and took those talents to the streets of Dock Town as a busker, occasionally working a private gala for a Magister here and there.

More comfortable down in Dock Town than he is with nobility.

Friend to both the Threads and the Shadow Dragons, and often works with and for them both. He helps the Threads with distractions and the Shadows with finding safe passage for the slaves they free.