𝑱𝑼𝑵𝑬 — .𖥔 ݁ ˖ .ᐟ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝙊𝙊𝙉, 𝙀𝘾𝙇𝙄𝙋𝙎𝙀𝘿 𝘽𝙔 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙐𝙉 —

aleks.𖤐 sniping june because i want to do something more interesting with him

ah, so you also thought me dead... ( bringing his fingers to his lips as he chuckles. ) i do not know which dragon thrall you thought mine, because he is well alive with me.

例のあの人

the elf smiles in return. ` a worry in your brow, a tremble in your voice. i know why you are here. ` he puts on his mask and the dagger he held disappears underneath his robe. ` follow me. ` and he starts walking away.

said elf is hanging around in front of one of the market stalls, chatting about the weapons displayed. he's holding his mask in his hands, at least for the comfort of the person he's talking to.

oh, certainly.

it makes me wonder whose side of the genetics did solas get.

whatever did i do?

( humming as he walks through the markets of treviso. )

lost soul... found soul... needs honing. needs sharpening.

` i have lived in the forest for many years. i do not ask passer-bys of their ailments. ` he brings his hands in front of himself and holds them together.

( he tilts his head. ) what is a grey warden?

yes, that is my name.

really? where?

june.

so i was right, you are sick.

do you not feel sick?