"Sparring, eh?"
Diocles eyed the elves, quietly avoiding eye contact with Sul.
"Are you two ready to head out?"
Diocles eyed the elves, quietly avoiding eye contact with Sul.
"Are you two ready to head out?"
The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]
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Ulrin rubbed the back of his hand once more before letting them drop to his sides. He opted not to comment on teh fact the archer was, for once, not looking at Sulahn'nehn like he had never seen a woman before. "We have orders then? What place needs saving from Darkspawn now?"
"That is likely because I have not mastered the art. So long as nothing is broken you should be fine, yes?" She brushed the hair from her face and looked Ulrin over. "Forgive me if I got overzealous."
Sulahn'nehn had a very similar reaction, unable to look Diocles in the eyes. Just as well, they had somewhere to be. "Y-Yes."
Sulahn'nehn had a very similar reaction, unable to look Diocles in the eyes. Just as well, they had somewhere to be. "Y-Yes."
Ghil shrugged at the Commander's words. "As you say."
The barbarian woman joined the two elves and Diocles at the edge of the training grounds, inclining her head to them as she did in greeting. "Come. We are to find the Alamarri man and the blood mage, and go south. To my people." She eyed the three of them with concern, eyes resting on Sulahn'nehn. "The finding will not be easy. The meeting, less so."
The barbarian woman joined the two elves and Diocles at the edge of the training grounds, inclining her head to them as she did in greeting. "Come. We are to find the Alamarri man and the blood mage, and go south. To my people." She eyed the three of them with concern, eyes resting on Sulahn'nehn. "The finding will not be easy. The meeting, less so."
" ... So be it. Grey Wardens are not meant for easy tasks. .. Ulrin, would you mind fetching Thaedrin? I think he might hate you less than the rest of us. I'll get Alrik.. He might actually like me."
Uncharacteristically quiet, Diocles left to do just that.
Uncharacteristically quiet, Diocles left to do just that.
"Your people?"
The barbarians didn't exactly have the best reputation in Tevinter or elsewhere she was sure. If the first time she saw Ghil was an indicator, there would be trouble. As if the darkspawn weren't enough to worry about. Would Ghil even stay with them when she found her people? And- What was she looking at? "What is it? Am I unfit for the journey?"
The barbarians didn't exactly have the best reputation in Tevinter or elsewhere she was sure. If the first time she saw Ghil was an indicator, there would be trouble. As if the darkspawn weren't enough to worry about. Would Ghil even stay with them when she found her people? And- What was she looking at? "What is it? Am I unfit for the journey?"
Ulrin looked at Diocles like he had sprouted two heads. He wanted him to go get Thaedrin? Maybe he did hate him less than the others, but that didn't mean the elf hated the man any less than the others. He nodded to him, "I will get him." He turned away from him abruptly and walked off, not in a hurry, to find the blood mage.
Ghil didn't hesitate to answer; when did she ever? "My people are unkind to mages and knife-ears. And you are both."
Ulrin didn't need to go far to find Thaedrin. He had already been briefed on their new objective, and was outside in the courtyard supervising the preparation of their mounts for the journey. It would be longer and more arduous than the ride to Vol Dorma, so close by comparison. The Constable seemed even tighter strung than usual, the presence of Alrik and the idea of enlisting aid from brigands both had set his teeth on edge. He turned when he saw Ulrin approaching.
"What do you want, elf?"
Ulrin didn't need to go far to find Thaedrin. He had already been briefed on their new objective, and was outside in the courtyard supervising the preparation of their mounts for the journey. It would be longer and more arduous than the ride to Vol Dorma, so close by comparison. The Constable seemed even tighter strung than usual, the presence of Alrik and the idea of enlisting aid from brigands both had set his teeth on edge. He turned when he saw Ulrin approaching.
"What do you want, elf?"
Sulahn'nehn gasped. She couldn't believe what just came out of Ghil's mouth. "Kni- Knife-" She couldn't even finish the word. The elf just looked wildly offended. "Forgive me, I cannot help that I was born to both! I thought you were- and you call me such a nasty thing!"
Ulrin approached Theadrin doing his best to hide his contempt for the man. Couldn't they send a servant to fetch him? "Diocles asked me to come get you, we've been given orders. We are all waiting for you int he training hall. That's all..." He thought for a moment about what Ghil had said to him about concern for his own life. "That's all, Constable."
Diocles exited just then, having gathered the last of the survival gear, and joined them in the courtyard.
"Oh, Ulrin! Nevermind, he's here-Would you get the others, when they're ready to move? Please?"
"Oh, Ulrin! Nevermind, he's here-Would you get the others, when they're ready to move? Please?"
The elf did his best not to openly roll his eyes, why couldn't Diocles tell them all to gather outside when he left. He turned from the two humans and ventured back inside to the training room to see if the others were prepared.
"Theadrin and Diocles are waiting for us outside. Are you ready to leave, or shall I tell them otherwise?"
"Theadrin and Diocles are waiting for us outside. Are you ready to leave, or shall I tell them otherwise?"
Both of Ghil's eyebrows shot up in surprise. She took hold of her shoulder, leaning down to match her eye level. "Soola. This is how it will be when you meet them. It is not what I want, but you must be prepared."
When she glanced up, Ulrin had joined them with news. "No. I am ready, I have not even removed my gear. Let us go."
When she glanced up, Ulrin had joined them with news. "No. I am ready, I have not even removed my gear. Let us go."
Thaedrin swung himself into the saddle and wheeled the beat around to face the direction of the mountain pass. Alrik would be leading them, but he knew the route well enough: south along the Imperial highway, across the Minanter river, and into the fields of Ghislain. West of there were the Nahashin Marshes, where surely at least one of the warring tribes would be hiding. They seemed to prefer the cover of swamps and overgrowth. He was thrilled.
As they began the trek, Alrik led the party, with Ghil lingering behind him as an unofficial authority. Thaedrin took up the rear, to keep an eye on all of them. Judging by the look on his face, the way he was glaring, the terrain ahead was very personally offending him.
The barbarian woman eventually slowed her mount to match the pace of Sulahn?nehn?s, speaking in her low, gruff way, ?Are you angry??
As they began the trek, Alrik led the party, with Ghil lingering behind him as an unofficial authority. Thaedrin took up the rear, to keep an eye on all of them. Judging by the look on his face, the way he was glaring, the terrain ahead was very personally offending him.
The barbarian woman eventually slowed her mount to match the pace of Sulahn?nehn?s, speaking in her low, gruff way, ?Are you angry??
Sulahn'nehn turned her head to Ghil wearing a muddled expression. "Yes. Yes I am angry." She was going to leave it at that, but after a few seconds she blurted out, "It's a very hurtful term to me, I hope you understand." She felt she could not stress this enough. She'd felt she made something of a friend in the human if such a thing was even possible, but the word was still dangling there in the air.
The elf made sure their eyes met when she spoke again, "I do not want to hear it. Not from you. ...Please."
The elf made sure their eyes met when she spoke again, "I do not want to hear it. Not from you. ...Please."
Ghil nodded, her expression blank. "Then, I will never again. I promise."
She turned her attention forward again, lips twisted into a frown. It was going to be a long ride if the entire group was going to bitter silence, as seemed to be the case thus far.
She turned her attention forward again, lips twisted into a frown. It was going to be a long ride if the entire group was going to bitter silence, as seemed to be the case thus far.
Ulrin rode behind the girls watching their exchange. He had not ever seen them fight. It was actually kind of surprising. He wondered if perhaps their little group would collapse in on itself from the infighting long before the Darkspawn took any of their lives.
Diocles rode near the back. He would be at the very rear, but it seems Thaedrin did not trust him. Uncomfortable with the growing discord, he decided a joke was in order. Perhaps at his own expense.
"You know.. If you all remain so quiet and grumpy, I will sing. And no one wants that."
"You know.. If you all remain so quiet and grumpy, I will sing. And no one wants that."
Thaedrin?s scowl only seemed to deepen at the idea. Without dignifying the threat of a folk song, he instead embarked upon a new topic entirely. His voice was low, intending no one else to hear. He was reluctant to broach the subject, treating it almost as obligation.
?Does it not concern you?? he gestured loosely towards the front of the line: Alrik and Ghil, ?The Blight is a Tevinter error. It should be solved by Tevinter hands. What are we to expect from them, when we arrive with orders to fight and die to buy us time??
?Does it not concern you?? he gestured loosely towards the front of the line: Alrik and Ghil, ?The Blight is a Tevinter error. It should be solved by Tevinter hands. What are we to expect from them, when we arrive with orders to fight and die to buy us time??