The Dalish Curse: A Dragon Age Adventure

[Hawke]

Jason​

"Do you hear that?" Jason whispered tilting his head to focus more on the sound beyond the inn. The room around him was way too calm for the mass number of pounding feet he could hear from the lower floor. Something was coming and coming in fast and whatever it is didn’t sound the least been human.

Jason jumps up from the table once again “Kata we need to go, Harold perhaps you should get everyone away out of here” swinging to face the source of the noise Jason strung up his bow “Kelsa!” he yelled out before she could go too far “Tell me you have pets downstairs because I am inclined to think we have several hostiles coming up those steps”

 

[Jaye]

Kata looks up casually, mopping up the last of the egg. Ve stands abruptly at seeing the bow, though, trying to push it down with a hand while preparing to make soft calming motions with the other. Ve's seen taverns turn on outsiders in seconds and isn't keen to see a fight break out here.

"Jason." They reprimand, "We don't hear it. Something defensive, if you are worried?"

 

[Hawke]

Jason​

Jason steps quickly out of reach notching another arrow next to the first and pulling the bow taught in preparation "This is defensive"

 

[spacepanda]

Startled by Jason's sudden outburst, Kelsa turned quickly from where she was about to enter the kitchen, "We ain't got no-" her eyes widened as she took in the elf's weapon and managed to stammer out an "Oh, Maker!" before rushing back into the taproom to secure her youngest daughter.

Several things happened in quick succession: Harold and Arne stood up automatically, the older gentleman with his hands out, pleading for Jason to lower his weapon, while Arne placed his hand on the hilt of his, his eyes burning into the elf. The Antivan spilled his wine and the red-headed man called for Amina, who had barely reached the door, to call for the guards. The elderly woman who had brought their food out earlier poked her head out of the kitchen just as the door leading to the rest of the inn loudly burst open.

The five beasts bounded in only for two of them to be hit instantly by Jason's arrows, one in the chest, and one in the shoulder. The inn suddenly froze in shock as the two mabari's, one a deep russet and one a dark black, yelped in pain. Behind them, the gong-farmer from the night before gasped and emitted a sharp scream before falling to her knees to inspect the wounds on her hounds. Her eyes met Jason's with fiery hate, "What the fuck is wrong with you!? This WHOLE VILLAGE is fucked!"

Kelsa dragged Finella into the kitchen by her wrist, and the Antivan man followed as all five mabari's began to viciously snarl at the elf. Arne drew his weapon, pointing his sword at Jason as Amina opened the inn door, shouting out that there had been an attack. The red-headed man, no longer jovial, scowled at Jason.

"Drop your weapon, sit down, and don't you dare move! The town guard will be here for you soon enough!"

 

[Jaye]

At first, ve though Jason really had protected them from some sort of beasts. But that went out the window as the gong-farmer entered.

You'll be talking to the Dalish woman soon enough. Kata couldn't help but think as the humans in the inn turned on Jason.

Ve wanted to be more brave or loyal or courageous. Sure, what Jason had done was wrong but Kata didn't want him to suffer disproportionate punishment either.

What ve actually did was shrink back, hands pointedly down, head bowed and lips pressed together.

 

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Oh good, shouting. Shouting always turns out great. Well, at least it'll let him get away from this awkward situation. The wide-eyed girl was dragged away, and forever curious, Sithig grabbed his mugs and strolled into the parlor. He was greeted by quite a strange sight, though one he couldn't say he was entirely surprised about. The elf never quite rubbed him right, and seeing someone shooting some Mabari with arrows seems exactly like the kind of thing that would happen in this bizarre thing they call life.

Instead of approaching the elf, which in all likelihood would make matters worse for the both of them, he simply slinked back, handed the yet untouched mug of ale to Kata. "So... mind explaining what's going on here?" he asked, sipping on the mug he had kept for himself. "I mean, I can make a guess. The elf took out a bow and shot the dogs because he's paranoid, but it would be nice to hear that from someone that witnessed the event."
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[Jaye]

Kata looked askance as Sithig sidled up and lifted their hands, though not to take the mug but seemingly to gesture with them. Ve stopped, making fists instead, and then took the offered ale and nursed it in both hands.

"He heard something, he drew. The dogs entered and he shot. The master is upset."

Kata is quite quiet as ve speaks.

 

[Hawke]

Jason​

It probably said a lot that Jason didn't actually feel bad. There where a list of things that came to mind of what they would do, but it was nothing that held substance within his history. Actually he was amused in a dark At least it wasn't the farmer sort of humor. The bite of anger always made him something a little less polite, a little more antagonistic.

"Perfect" he smiled placing his bow on the table as an offering to Kata because he would kill to get it back "I was going there anyway"

But he made no other movements, standing straight but ultimately relaxed, he couldn't keep still and sit after all. Perhaps their was something wrong with this town that made him defensive, or offensive depending on who one asked, but the darkspawn wolves had been real; so he wasn't sorry that he had heard something this time and done something about it.

 

[spacepanda]

Tarl Dale​

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The red-haired man frowned at the elf's response, but thankfully it wasn't too long before the leader of the Vintiver Guard arrived, a swarthy older gentleman whose light eyes scanned the inn quickly in search of any injured inside. "And what happened here?" He asked as he entered, patting Harold's shoulder in a greeting before turning to the gong farmer.

"HE FUCKING SHOT LILY AND DAISY!" The woman spat out pointing to Jason as the mabaris, including those injured, began to snarl once more.

"The elf went all crazy eyed," the red-haired man explained, "just got up and shot the first thing that came through those doors. It could have been anyone! He still owes us pay for his meal, but I want him out of here. And after you take care of him," the man turned toward the gong farmer with a frown, "kindly escort Raina out of our inn. She's already been told she's not welcome here."

Haran & Raina​

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"What? Fuck you!" She stood suddenly, her fists balled, "Elly invited me here!"

"And I'm telling you to get yourself, and those filthy dogs, out or I'll have Tarl here lead you out in cuffs!"

"Enough!" Tarl bellowed, holding up a hand. "Raina, don't remove those arrows. Take them to my house; Leah has nursed both human and mabari alike in battle. You're more than welcome to stay with us."

Raina reluctantly obeyed, glaring at Jason as she exited, nearly pushing Amina out of the doorway.

"As for you," Tarl finally made full eye contact with the elf before him. "I see you've put down your bow. Please remove any other weapons, including that sword you have there, and place them on the table. They'll be returned to you when you are released. Haran, I'll be back to take statements shortly."

The red-haired man nodded, satisfied, and Tarl looked at his brother. "He on your caravan?"

"Was. Yes." Harold responded.

"And these folk here?" He nodded towards Kata and Sithig.

"They weren't involved."

"Then you lot are free to go." He dismissed the visitors with a wave of his hand. "Haran, I'll be back soon." Tarl turned to Jason once more, slowly removing a set of manacles from a pouch on his hip. "Hands behind your back, son."

 

[Jaye]

Kata frowns as Jason puts his weapon down. It still feel wrong to see people do that - it's like watching the elf cut his own leg off. Ve doesn't move to lay a hand on it until they've been dismissed, but at that point ve puts a posessive hand over the bow and gives a nod to Jason.

Ve avoids Tarl's gaze.

Kata waits until Jason surrenders his other weapons so that ve can take them upstairs to their room.

 

[Hawke]

Jason​

Jason smiled sweetly at Raina but kept his posture tense forcing himself to not wave goodbye, to not antagonize everyone further. There is no hesitation when he deposits his sword and quiver on the table smiling marginally when noticing Kata’s hand. “Thank you for your reassurance but I have their return assured” A feeling of gratitude so strong it was almost staggering as it rolled through him as Kata takes his weapons away to keep them safe for him.

The feeling is entirely short-lived. Manacles, manacles it had been years since he had been subjected to such a restriction. It had been a long time where fighting would be the wrong answer to being cuffed; Jason had made his entire lifestyle around death before capture.

It’s for your own good

“I apologize,” It came out quickly breath tight “I am rather averse to manacles, I am perfectly willing to leave with you but…” I would chop off my hands to get out of chains.

We don’t want you hurting yourself

Jason didn’t actually know how to finish the sentence without saying something revealing like please no or over my dead body; both of which seemed like a useless endeavor. So he kept silent staring at Tarl while trying to relax into the idea of being cuffed as if it was a role and not an all too real memory. People where cuffed it happened, get over it.

You'll love it

 

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Well, that's one thing off his chest. Sithig didn't entirely understand how the law works below the Frostback, but he was glad that he didn't have to go with Jason. He'll probably visit him later, if that's allowed. Now that he thinks about it, he really should ask exactly how laws and enforcement work down here. All he really know is that guards are in charge and they don't make you do trials to prove you're right in a dispute. Either way, it probably wasn't in his best interest to fight the guard.

Seeing that he really had nowhere to go, he walked over to the doorway. "So, that was... interesting, wasn't it?" he asked Amina, realizing that he didn't really have anything else to talk about. Unless she wants to talk about culture differences, which would be pretty boring anyways.
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[Jaye]

Kata doesn't wait around after Jason gives up the rest of his weapons - ve gathers them up and turns to walk upstairs with them.

 

[spacepanda]

Tarl lifted his right brow in what was either slight amusement or annoyance. "I'm sorry, son, but if you're truly that averse to manacles it would behoove you to not shoot your bow at everything that moves in the future. Only other options are rope or the sword. Your choice."

Just then Jason's words of having an assurance of the return of his weapons sank in as the Qunari seated with his brother began to gather the elf's belongings and attempt to take them elsewhere.

"Hold on there," he stepped forward, once again raising his hand. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe you'll be heading out with my brother soon. Just leave those there. They'll be returned to their owner upon his release either later tonight or tomorrow."

Amina blinked at Sithig's choice of words before letting out a slight chuckle, "Interesting isn't exactly the word I would choose. Besides, with everything else that's been going on here, we could do with a little less death."

With a small smile, the young woman adjusted the tool belt resting on her hips and walked outside into the early morning sun to begin her work on Harold's wagon.

 

[Jaye]

Kata's grip on the weapons tightens.

"No. I won't leave him amputated."

Vir gaze hardens.

 

[Hawke]

Jason​

"I could have shot the farmer" Jason pointed out "I was not expecting a hoard of Mabari to suddenly make themselves known, next time I will sleep outside, make my shooting more justified," Worse things have happened in his life, sleeping outside of social nicety range would not make his top ten.

"The sword? that would cause a bit of a fuss" one could consider Jason brighter at the notion "I do hope you are serious about it" a scene that just might be bigger than the Dalish elf brought in the late night.

Jason froze the smirk slipping from his face as he turned to look at Kata. Not the way he would have put it but he appreciated the sentiment, his bow gave him a feeling of completeness he never thought to contemplate before.

"Well... Guess that means I have someone waiting for me, besides" Jason waved his hand trying to make light of the situation not quite believing it "I would find them again"

 

[spacepanda]

"Ampu-!" The Guard Captain couldn't even finish the word, astonished by the sheer ludicrousy of the situation. Then the elf spoke making the situation even worse and Tarl's entire face began to take on a florid complexion.

"I don't have time for any of this! This entire village is being protected by two guards, one of which will now be watching prisoners. We only have a handful of volunteers willing to possibly sacrifice their lives so that others can escape, so excuse me if I'm being hasty, but time is of the utmost importance. Now," he unsheathed his sword pointing it towards both Jason and Kata, "are we going to have a problem here, or will you both lay down your weapons and come with me?"

ROLL FOR INITIATIVE (If You Wish To Join Combat)​ /r 3d6+DEX+Focus

 

[Jaye]

Kata switches her grip on the weapons, putting all but the sword down and gripping it with an inexperienced hold. It's been a while since they've trained with a blade. They don't speak a reply, just holding a stern frown of dissappointment.

 

[Hawke]

Jason​

"Hey, hey ok I apologize, you wanted me you have me," Jason stated reaching out towards Kata, not quite touching but close. "Let's try not to take out the only guards this place has left? I wanted to go anyway" his smile forced and imploring "I know you have better things to do than follow me to jail"

"I am not here to hinder any efforts of escape and I am not here to watch anyone die, quite the opposite in fact, so," Jason inched closer to the blade "I defer to your judgment of how to take me in"

 

[spacepanda]

Combat Round #1​

Tarl met Kata's steady gaze with his firm one as his nephew unsheathed his other weapon. A sword in each hand, Arne shook his head.

"Good," he mumbled. "Leave your weapons. Go with Tarl."

Simultaneously Tarl stepped forward, raising his own blade lightly when he noticed Jason inch towards his weapon. "Hands behind your back," his eyes began to flicker back and forth between the Qunari and the Elf. "Both of you."

Behind them, Haran slinks away towards the inn's front door.

Arne & Tarl Arne Dale- 35/35 HP Actions Taken: Ready (Second Shortsword) & Activate (Dual Weapon Style) Tarl Dale - 52/52 HP Actions Taken: None - Awaiting Combat Turn ​

Initiative Order​ ◈ Arne ◈ Kata ◈ Jason ◈ Tarl

 

[Jaye]

Kata

26/26 HP

19/19 MP

Readied Weapon: Jason's Short Sword
Actions Taken: Defend

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"You are arresting me? On what account?" Kata challenges Tarl, making no moves to obey but half stepping back into a more defensive stance.

Ve doesn't understand the issue - yes Jason needs to be arrested, punished. But he'd entrusted vem with his weapons. What strange laws did Fereldan had that they had to... what, destroy the weapons? Why do they need them? Kata is hardly going to abscond with them. Ve isn't sure if ve will leave with the caravan yet, but if ve did is it not obvious ve would hand the weapons to someone else trusted, likely the guards?

Kata doesn't want to attack and isn't one to make the first move, but this is too important in vir mind.

 

[Hawke]

Jason​

There were a lot of things running through Jason's head at any given time, this time being How did I manage this blasting on repeat but ended with I need to start hiding throwing knives in my shoes. They were so not winning this and now he had dragged Kata into this too and they had things to do today, Jason was sure of it. Putting his hands behind his back was easy but would leave Kata in a predicament.

"I have no more weapons and you have better things than to deal with the foolish, my friend will still be in town waiting for me if you decide you need them" Jason spoke keeping his hands up palms forward and away from his bow.

 

[spacepanda]

Combat Round #1​

His patience thinned, Tarl lashed forward with his long sword, effectively slicing through Jason and Kata's flesh simultaneously in one swift motion. He snarled with anger as their blood drips on the wooden inn floors, his white teeth showing in a deep grimace. Backing up a step he widens his stance to secure his balance against oncoming attacks.

Behind the party, Haran reached the inn's front door, and swinging it opened yelled out to his daughter in a slightly panicked voice, "'Mina! Get Brenn, quick!"

Arne & Tarl Arne Dale- 35/35 HP Actions Taken: None - Awaiting Next Combat Round Tarl Dale - 52/52 HP Actions Taken: All-Out Attack & Stand Firm » Jason & Kata Stunt(s) Used: Dual Strike & Might Blow » Jason & Kata ​

Initiative Order​ ◈ Arne ◈ Kata ◈ Jason ◈ Tarl

Combat Round #2​

Noticing his uncle's quick attack, Arne reacts, although reluctantly. His eyes locked on Jason he steps forward and slashes at him with both of his swords. "No good," he mutters to himself as the attack hits.

Arne & Tarl Arne Dale- 35/35 HP Actions Taken: Charge & Press The Attack » Jason Tarl Dale - 52/52 HP Actions Taken: None - Awaiting Combat Turn ​

Initiative Order​ ◈ Arne ◈ Kata ◈ Jason ◈ Tarl

 

[Jaye]

Kata

7/26 HP

19/19 MP

Readied Weapon: Jason's Short Sword
Actions Taken: Run

Character Sheet

Kata staggers with a gasp as the sword easily splits open vir tunic and blood oozes from vir chest. Fighting is not vir forte but this basra simply refuses to listen!

Standing and fighting isn't an option for vem, but Kata has been around long enough to know that it is not the soldiers who live long enough to report back.

It's the scouts. The runners.

Kata makes a grab for the rest of the surrendered weapons and bolts for a window opposite the front door.

 

[Hawke]

Jason​

“Kata!”

Jason didn’t have the time to check on them; knees buckling underneath him with the quick slice of pain along his back. Everything else chokes and stutters to a stop, Jason’s head dips eyes glued to the floor as he tries to breathe. There is only panic running through him when he reaches around, the fear of manacles disappearing to the feeling of being ripped apart and on display. He should have expected this, digging his own grave the moment he woke up.