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[ArtoriasoftheAbyss]

Eridan looked at the Warden Commander and said to her,"I would expect nothing less from a Warden Commander." He said as he gripped his staff tighter. He put up a hand to the helmet of his armor and removed the face plate revealing his white face and yellow eyes."My name is Eridan and I am here to talk to Flemeth and Morrigan. We have an agreement that I need to clarify with them." He finished the statement as he felt that his mana surge at the presence of several mages but he quickly brought it under control. He watched the sky as several snow clouds came him."It will snow soon and I can tell that the grey wardens will need help in the oncoming battle" Eridan said in a low whisper.

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[x]

warden commander || female || human || young adult || mage

location;; korcari wilds tagged;; alistair, athesiara, eridan, flemeth, morrigan

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Tala breathed out slowly, and finally decided to put her staff down. The lightning surged into the ground, emitting a rumble through the earth, a small warning hidden in her actions.
"Do as you will." she answered simply, no warmth in her voice. She pulled her hood over her head as the snowflakes fell on her head, the cold biting her skin. He is no normal apostate.... Looking over him, she found it odd a mage would be so heavily armoured. Yet, he moved with ease and nimbleness, that of which a warrior would hold. He would be a dangerous adversary. Her mana gently surrounded her in a protective manner, an invisible shield surrounding her and her companions. Talas' distrust for this unknown mage was obvious, but she stayed silent as she watched him with sharp stare. He did not carry the same casualness Morrigan had, or the same output of power. It was unsettling and intriguing.

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{ Human, Female, Apostate Mage | Elf, Female, Grey Warden Recruit, X }
{ Korcari Wilds }
{ tags; Tala, Alistair, Eridan }

Morrigan offered nothing but a bored flick of her fingers to the confrontation between Tala and Eridan. She could tell her mother was growing impatient with the interruptions. Sure enough, Flemeth turned to her daughter and invited her to bring their new, chilly guest inside to deal with his business. A little irate about missing the conversation that was sure to follow between Flemeth and the Wardens, Morrigan sharply gestured for Eridan to follow her as she slipped inside the hut.

Athesiara observed the other elf curiously, wondering how one of her kind had obtained the use of such magics he was wielding now. Nonetheless, she did not sheathe her blades, not even when Commander Tala released the lightning of her staff into the earth. She kept half her attention on the strange mage, the other half on the unusual old woman standing with arms crossed before them all.

"You are welcome to await my presence in the house, Eridan," Flemeth said, a hint of command in her tone. "Or carry out your business with Morrigan and be gone when you will. I have guests to attend to, at this moment."

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[x]

warden commander || female || human || young adult || mage

location;; korcari wilds tagged;; morrigan, flemeth, athesiara, alistair, eridan

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Tala began to grind the bottom of her staff into the frozen earth yet again, her patience wearing thin. The grass underneath crunched softly as she delivered her stress to the earth. Her eyes flicked to Flemeth, a little more of a welcoming look than she had given Eridan.
"As I was saying," Tala began, watching as Morrigan left to go inside the hut with the stranger, "You know why we're here?" Looking back at Flemeth, she tried to let herself relax, and appear less put off by the daunting elven mage in their presence. She had been around those who have possessed large amounts of power, dangerous and relentless. Her experience with uncontrolled mages had always made her question those who the advantage of unpredictability, and he was certainly coming off this way. The scar across her left palm throbbed a little, the veins pulsing vigorously underneath her skin. No, I will not rely on extremities to protect us. Not here. This is not the time, and he hasn't threatened us yet. The hair rose on the back of her neck, making her feel cold and unsettled. There was something secretive about this 'Eridan' that she didn't like.

[ArtoriasoftheAbyss]

Eridan walked inside of the hut and felt a sense of warm from the hearth of the fire. He then looked at Morrigan and gave her a little black book."This is what you wanted me to find and in return you help me with the wards that surround the castle of the Old Warden Keep." Eridan said as he asked Morrigan "Do you think that the blight is coming." He then lifted up his hand as he looked at it."The Lady told me to find my own destiny and to think that I would find several Gray Wardens. I can consider myself a luck man." Eridan said with a smile.

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female || elf/human ||ranger/loner || young adult || warrior

location;; wilds tagged ;; fenris

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Othelia wanted to smack him, but couldn't physically bring herself to do it in her position. She sneered at him, "Ma vehnan means, 'my heart'. By calling you that they wouldn't have shot you if you wandered off or they found us. Because they'd know I'd be pissed, and my 'clan' would attack theirs." Red in the face and muscles tense, she yelled at him, "Now let me go before I cut off your bloody arms and stick 'em in your ears!" Othelia began to struggle out of his grasp, the spikes on his armour cutting her skin.

ooc;; dramadramadramadrama ouo
aka love/hate relationships c,x

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ooc;; Okay, so I've started my fall semester of university classes this week - so I'll be a bit absent during the day Tuesday-Thursday, and in the mornings on Mondays.
I'll mostly be on later in the evenings, (around 7;30pm PST) including on the weekends. This is just a quick note in case anyone needs to reach me about anything uvu

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bump uvu

[ｓｍｉｌｅＳＵＮＳＨＩＮＥ]

[ Okay ^.^ Good luck with class! ]

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{ Human, Female, Apostate Mage }
{ Flemeth's Hut }
{ tags; Eridan }

Morrigan took the black book gingerly in her hands, feeling the power of magical wards surrounding the tome. Dismissing them quickly, using knowledge only she could know from training under the woman who wrote this grimoire, Morrigan began thumbing through the weathered pages with her lip unconsciously caught between her teeth. This was what she'd been looking for, ever since Flemeth had first complained bitterly of its loss.

"You found Flemeth's grimoire," she murmured. "When I spoke of it to you, I did not truly hope..." Grinning jubilantly, she exclaimed, "But this is a most fortuitous event! You have my thanks, Eridan."

Placing the precious book in a sack beside her bed, Morrigan turned back to the mage, a hand on her hip.

"I do believe a Blight is coming," she said frankly, answering the question in an unusual demonstration of candidness. She kept her vision to herself, but the certainty of it could not be denied. "And certainly the Grey Wardens believe so. Their fight against the Darkspawn is what brings them here. Do you believe your destiny to be intertwined with theirs?" The witch arched an eyebrow skeptically. "If mine were, I would not consider myself to be a lucky woman."

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{ Elf, Female, Grey Warden Recruit, X }
{ Korcari Wilds }
{ tags; Tala, Alistair }

Athesiara lowered her guard once the other mage disappeared within the hut with Morrigan. Flemeth turned and walked towards a chest beside the door, speaking as she went.

"You came for your treaties, yes? And before you begin barking, your precious seal wore off long ago." Returning with the scrolls, she held them out. "I have protected these."

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Ｔａｌａ

[x]

warden commander || female || human || young adult || mage

location;; korcari wilds tagged;; athesiara alistair flemeth

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Tala reached out and gently took hold of the scrolls. Smoothly she unrolled them, and read the words with her own eyes. All on edge feelings drained from her body as her eyes brightened with each paragraph. Yes, these are it. Thank the Maker. Rolling them back up, she lifted her robe and gingerly placed them in a pocket on her side. Turning to Flemeth with a small, genuine smile, "Thank you, you have our sincere gratitude, and if not just ours - but the whole worlds potentially." Her mind had finally been at ease for once in a few days. She had been searching every nook, crevice, rock and tree for these treaties, and had never found them. Today, had so far been a good day. Yet the Joining still prodded the back of her mind, but she forced herself to push it away.