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Dragon Age II: Exodus

Kirkwall - 9:31 Dragon​

It is a year into the Fifth Blight and the City of Chains is in a state of constant flux. Refugees continue to arrive from Ferelden, rumors of blood mages in the Circle of Magi are beginning to spread, and a storm on the coast has led to more than 100 Qunari, now shipwrecked, to cause fear and paranoia amongst the citizens. For native Kirkwallers, there has not been this much unrest amongst the people since ex-viscount Perrin Threnhold raided the Templar stronghold, killing the previous Knight Commander in the middle of the night in an attempt to expel the Templar Order from the city's walls. Even within the most loyal of Viscount Dumar's subjects, doubt spreads quickly, and many are uncertain of his ability to manage the City during its most perilous era in over a decade. Tensions are high, but amid all the chaos, life continues...

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Abbagail Hawke​

The Blight was over. Things could be better, Abbagail had to admit. She and her family were still living off of the generosity of Uncle Gamlen; her siblings had spent practically every night of the last year toiling for power-hungry mercenaries, doing all of their dirty work for free, (she herself had been resigned to clerical duty) and Leandra's mood never seemed to improve- but at least The Blight was over. If she were any sort of religious woman, Abby would 'thank the Maker,' but she was not. Instead, her brown eyes continued to skim the outside of Lowtown's only bookstore, the Uncharted Realms, and her eyes caught a small news flyer on the wall of the building.

A new King of Ferelden had been crowned, she read. A supposed secret bastard son of the long-lost King Maric, half-brother to the late King Cailan, and a Grey Warden to boot. Abby studied the portrait of the new King carefully. Tilting her head she wondered if he would be a good King for Ferelden. After everything the country had been through the last year, they would need someone capable on the throne. The flyer went on to name Ferelden's new Queen, and to list the names of the "Heroes of Ferelden," as they were being called. The group who had ended the Blight. With a small sigh, she glanced at the door to the bookstore. It was obvious this had once been, or still was someone's home, and if it weren't for the fact that it displayed a clear sign above the entrance she would feel like she was trespassing.

I've already said my piece about this 'Deep Roads Expedition,' so I'll say no more, but the notice isn't up anymore, Abby signed to her siblings, motioning to the empty space on the door where just months ago the notice was first spotted. She turned then, focusing her attention on her older sister. Are you certain the opportunity is still available?

A P P R O V A L

Adriane Hawke - 100%

Vergil Hawke - 100%

Adolphus Vallen - 48%

Valowyn Maren

Calliope Amell

Isidora Ghilain De Montafort

Serana Da'gara

"X"

Theodore Vael

_{Approval Guide}​

| 0 - 1 Loathing | 2 - 25 Hostile | 26 - 49 Rivals |
| - Neutral 50 - |
| 51 - 75 Warm | 76 - 99 Friendship | 100 - Love |
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Valowyn Maren​

Valowyn took a deep breath as she leaned forward in her stool behind the service counter at Uncharted Realms, wondering, yet again, what the point was of ordering more books. The bookstore was more than just a place of work for the elf and her brother, it was also their home, containing a three-bedroom abode upstairs above the shop, and a kitchen and small living space beneath it.

To be honest, no one really came to Uncharted Realms for books anymore- that time had long since passed. No, they came for employment. Valowyn was not only born and raised in Kirkwall, but she had about 10 years of mercenary work under her belt. She knew people; she knew the right people. Which is why others had begun to look in her direction, those who were in need of coin and weren't afraid to get their hands dirty. People would come to her with a job knowing she could get things done, and she would either do it herself or offer it to others... for a small fee, of course.

And so, over the years, her humble bookstore had turned from a once successful business, into a haven for some of Kirkwall's most nefarious. At least, that was the rumor, which is why the common citizens no longer purchased any literature from her. In reality, most of the people who entered her shop were either mercenaries or the curious.

A melodic tone snapped her out of her worries and she turned her eyes to the back of the shop where her brother Fionn was now tuning his guitar. It was a cheap instrument; it had been in the family for years. But he played it beautifully, and soon began a light tune.

She let the music whisk her away momentarily, imagining herself in a far away land where she was a princess... no, where she was a knight! No fuck it, she was a griffin, why not? She imagined herself soaring in the sky, her wings spread, her dark maroon feathers rustling in the wind. She imagined swooping down, shitting on an unsuspecting noble which looked suspiciously a lot like Seneschal Bran. She laughed heartily at the notion, a deep throaty chuckle which only ceased when the entry chimes attached to the front door sounded announcing the arrival of a small group of strangers.

"Welcome to Uncharted Realms," she spoke with an amused smirk.

A P P R O V A L

Adriane Hawke

Vergil Hawke

Abbagail Hawke

Adolphus Vallen

Calliope Amell

Isidora Ghilain De Montafort

Serana Da'gara

"X"

Theodore Vael

_{Approval Guide}​

| 0 - 1 Loathing | 2 - 25 Hostile | 26 - 49 Rivals |
| - Neutral 50 - |
| 51 - 75 Warm | 76 - 99 Friendship | 100 - Love |
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