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Niamh felt a fool, but at least she'd been an honest one. It took strength not to sidle closer to Siali but she fought the urge, standing back at attention and observing the veritably pageantry of Bhelen's every move. The need for maps of the Deep Roads was clear to both the Grey Wardens and...

Niamh was a nervous as she'd ever been. Leaving her clan had been one thing, one which had involved a great deal of pain, but she'd done it as bravely as she might. Getting involved with beautiful people like Moira and Siali has made her anxious but she faked confidence until she truly felt it...

“From what I’ve read, the area is open at all hours," Cauthrien noted when Niamh asked about the fighting matches. It made Niamh raise an eager eyebrow in curiosity. "You can participate in pick-up bouts, but under no circumstances are you to let anyone draw you into an actual Proving match.”...

Hi friends, You might have noticed I've been posting at a pretty slow rate. It's because I'm caught up in a new review process for a game involving ZOMMMBIES and stuff. Also, I've just been covering tons of stuff for work so my fatigue is at maximum. I will try to sneak in posts but I'm not off...

Niamh had decided that, if nothing else, the dwarven propensity toward grandeur wasn't so bad. She had gathered they were a boastful people who enjoyed making grand statements, and that was evident in everything around her from the bustling streets to even their rooms. The elf knew some of this...

“Dwarf engineering is second to none.” Whatever concerns Niamh had about heading underground, Sofia and the others were quick to assure her that there would be no problems. The dwarf captain naturally insisted that Orzammar was built well, but Niamh put more stock into the opinion of her fellow...

Niamh pulled her cloak in closer, shielding herself from a small but biting burst of wind. She wasn't the only one who bristled at the weather; beneath her, Daisy gave a sort of annoyed whinny, tromping along careful atop the packed snow. The sweet-spirited mare had soldiered on admirably, only...

“I’m glad you found him.” Siali seemed unsure of what to say about Niamh's father. The elf sympathized, if only because she didn't know what to say either. For years now, she had assumed he died fighting the darkspawn but he'd instead been lost and left to beg his way through life. Scarred...

Niamh felt a small wave of fatigue hit her, be it simply the last vestiges of whatever linger high came after battle or caused by the smattering of tinctures and potions she'd drank. The elf shifted a bit, sliding into her bed a little more while keeping her eyes on Nathaniel. He was right in...

Niamh was eager to eat, having expended a great deal of energy during her exertions with Siali. Not that she was complaining. Good company, good food, and a good pup went a long way to making whatever inherent discomfort there was to being a Grey Warden slip away. Responsibility and duty still...

Niamh sat on her bed in disbelief. Perhaps she might have been prepared for this very thing, but she was ever the optimist. Velanna had returned—or more accurately been dragged back—and she was embracing the life of a Grey Warden again. What else could it be if she was getting close with the...

Niamh made no effort to hide her watching as Siali dressed, returning the favor she'd granted her lover with her own covering. If she'd learned one thing since leaving her clan—and she had learned far more than that—it was to indulge in a partner as much as possible. Life was less a straight...

“Not hurt.” Well, that part was good. Niamh exhaled ever so slightly, having worried that perhaps Mara or another friend had been hurt. Or worse She still bore bad memories of the times that Nathaniel had imparted such bad news. The elf nodded as Cauthrien entered the room and gave Pads a little...

Nathaniel's taciturn nature was most readily noticeable when he gave advice. He was already a man of few words, although Niamh had gather he was a man of many more after some whiskey, and it made her attempt to glean more insight from him occasionally frustrating. He said what she needed to...

Siali moved a hand down Niamh's arm, which might have elicited a chill if she was not already so comfortable next to her partner. Niamh wanted to hold her even closer, but gave the slightest hint of space as Siali pondered their situation. “I didn’t really – well, I tried to avoid having to do...

Niamh didn't know what pushed her to make the suggestion, but she grimaced a bit as Nathaniel seemed to mull it over. It was clear that he'd thought of what sort of order he would leave behind, whenever that was. But Niamh wasn't sure if she'd ever factored into his thoughts, at least recently...

Niamh had said it was okay if Siali wanted to get rough, and her partner had obliged in a variety of ways that she had not expected. With Moira, it had been something of a mutual exploration, here it was a very different power dynamic. Niamh had melted until Siali was in charge, her every touch...

Niamh was mortified. Of the many knocks that might have arrived at her door, she had not expected Cauthrien. Her admiration for the Warden-Constable made even the slightest expression of impropriety feel like a huge insult to the woman, and yet here she was in bed with the newly promoted...

Siali knelt above her and suddenly Niamh fell a rush of longing far more fresh that she'd expected. It wasn't like this was her first time with someone, or with a pretty woman for that matter but she felt nearly that excited. When she kissed, she fought to make it last as long as she could and...

Niamh could not have been more comfortable if she tried. Well, maybe if there was a way to remove the taint from her blood but other than that she was as content as she'd ever been. Siali's return had been the breath of air needed to kick her recovery into true focus. It was easier to push...