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Varric Tethras (and anybody else that wants to pop in)
The boat ride to Kirkwall had been anything but eventful, unless you counted the two storms and never ending gray skies that Rika was sure prophesied her future now that she had taken this job in the Free Marches. She'd been hired by some Nobleman, his name slipping her mind as she sat on the damp wooden planks that made up the ship's floor. His daughter had apparently become involved in some blood mage cult of some sort, and Blaise had been hired with a few others to come investigate the situation and get the man's daughter back. Apparently, keeping her out of the circle was a huge concern for the nobleman.
Rika sighed to herself as the boat rocked slightly amongst the waves. She had never ventured out of Ferelden, and her first time wasn't faring super optimistic. But they would arrive in Kirkwall soon, and Rika was sure that everything would play itself out. She was traveling with three people, Ella and two men that she usually traveled with if she took a job that was too much work for one person. Hallanel and Kal both were not very talkative men, which made for a quiet journey. But being that Rika didn't trust people often or easily, working with the same three people over the years had made things easier for her. They accepted that she was crass and closed-off most of the time, and that she too didn't have much to say. It all worked out rather well, if she had to say so herself.
~~~~~
Hours later they all exited the ship and looked around at the tall, solid stone walls that made up the city. It was cold and foreboding as they walked through the docks and slowly made their way into the city. Rika's eyes swiveled this way and that as she tried to take as much in as she could all at one time. She kept her guard up while they walked, the bustle of the city around them loud and distracting. There were so many people just in this small area, flooding into the city in droves. Rika thought it felt sort of like Orzammar had, no escape route noticeable as the ship behind her teased her return to a placew without so many people. Large crowds made her nervous.
"Not very cheerful is it?" Ella said softly so only they would be able to hear her, the look on her face morose.
Hallanel sighed softly and shook his head,"Well, they don't call it the city of chains for no reason,"
Rika tucked a lock of fiery red hair behind her ear and placed her hands on her hips. " I need a drink,"
~~~~~
"The Hanged Man? That's a little morbid don't you think?" Hallanel said with a snort as he crossed his arms over his chest, walking behind Rika into the small tavern.
"I don't know, gives it a touch of character, I think," Rika said with a shrug as she looked around, "As long as they have good ale, I don't so much care,"
"What we need to do is start asking questions," Ella said as she looked around, her eyes curious.
"Oh yeah sure, let me just go start asking people about active blood magic in the area, I'm sure they'll be real talkative..." Rika replied with a roll of her eyes, walking up to the bar and knocking lightly on the wood to get the bartender's attention, "Hey bud, let me get a pint of whiskey,"
Varric Tethras (and anybody else that wants to pop in)
The boat ride to Kirkwall had been anything but eventful, unless you counted the two storms and never ending gray skies that Rika was sure prophesied her future now that she had taken this job in the Free Marches. She'd been hired by some Nobleman, his name slipping her mind as she sat on the damp wooden planks that made up the ship's floor. His daughter had apparently become involved in some blood mage cult of some sort, and Blaise had been hired with a few others to come investigate the situation and get the man's daughter back. Apparently, keeping her out of the circle was a huge concern for the nobleman.
Rika sighed to herself as the boat rocked slightly amongst the waves. She had never ventured out of Ferelden, and her first time wasn't faring super optimistic. But they would arrive in Kirkwall soon, and Rika was sure that everything would play itself out. She was traveling with three people, Ella and two men that she usually traveled with if she took a job that was too much work for one person. Hallanel and Kal both were not very talkative men, which made for a quiet journey. But being that Rika didn't trust people often or easily, working with the same three people over the years had made things easier for her. They accepted that she was crass and closed-off most of the time, and that she too didn't have much to say. It all worked out rather well, if she had to say so herself.
~~~~~
Hours later they all exited the ship and looked around at the tall, solid stone walls that made up the city. It was cold and foreboding as they walked through the docks and slowly made their way into the city. Rika's eyes swiveled this way and that as she tried to take as much in as she could all at one time. She kept her guard up while they walked, the bustle of the city around them loud and distracting. There were so many people just in this small area, flooding into the city in droves. Rika thought it felt sort of like Orzammar had, no escape route noticeable as the ship behind her teased her return to a placew without so many people. Large crowds made her nervous.
"Not very cheerful is it?" Ella said softly so only they would be able to hear her, the look on her face morose.
Hallanel sighed softly and shook his head,"Well, they don't call it the city of chains for no reason,"
Rika tucked a lock of fiery red hair behind her ear and placed her hands on her hips. " I need a drink,"
~~~~~
"The Hanged Man? That's a little morbid don't you think?" Hallanel said with a snort as he crossed his arms over his chest, walking behind Rika into the small tavern.
"I don't know, gives it a touch of character, I think," Rika said with a shrug as she looked around, "As long as they have good ale, I don't so much care,"
"What we need to do is start asking questions," Ella said as she looked around, her eyes curious.
"Oh yeah sure, let me just go start asking people about active blood magic in the area, I'm sure they'll be real talkative..." Rika replied with a roll of her eyes, walking up to the bar and knocking lightly on the wood to get the bartender's attention, "Hey bud, let me get a pint of whiskey,"
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