Of Wardens and Pariahs ch 15--Making ProgressIt was as they made their way up the stairs that Alistair gave voice to what had been Trinne's silent complaint since they encountered that damn soldier. "Maker's breath! What are all these darkspawn doing away from the rest of the horde? There wasn't supposed to be any resistance here!"Of Wardens and Pariahs ch 15--Making Progress by FyreQueen89
"This is a problem for you, why?" Cousland pointed out before Trinne could open her mouth to agree. "Weren't you two upset about not getting to be in the battle?"
"Hey, I guess you're right," the warrior chuckled. "there is a silver lining here if y' think about it. Let's get to the beacon. Loghain needs to know when to charge."
The door at the top of the stairs opened into an empty room. Trinne nearly lost what little she'd eaten that day at the smell, and came even closer when she realized what was responsible for said smell. None of the corpses that littered the floor were whole, and all of them were human. One hand pressed against her stomach as the mage stared in horror. Watching soldi
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Effectively cut off at the knees by the loss of Aenya's contacts--most of them, anyway--we reluctantly prepare to make for Bastion.
"There's no way even the Crows can cripple us this badly in every city," Aenya assures us, a bite of frustrated anger under the words. Some of her missing contacts were also friends, and to say she has murder on her heart for their loss would be an understatement. I think even if we get Zev away from them alive, she might visit an extra helping of death upon any Crow cells she can find. "It's just... too many people. Even they can't do that without consequence."
"But... don't they pretty much run Antiva?" Jowan points out. "People in charge get away with all sorts of things. When the authorities are the ones committing crimes, it's hard to get them punished for it."
"I don't like the way your brain works sometimes, Ser Gloom and Doom," I tease, sliding my fingers between his and giving his hand a squeeze. "Mass murder sprees are ha
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Once we're safely back to the room, I take the time to actually try on my new armor. I need to see how well it fits, what adjustments might need to be made. Just because I'm average by elven standards doesn't mean it's necessarily going to be a perfect fit. Plus, I wanna see how it looks.
One thing I really like about it is that it's very easy to get on, at least for leather armor. Given that from below my bust to my waist is protected by chain mail, there are fewer straps to fasten, and the skirted lower portion only has the belt. And the boots. I never did quite understand Leliana's fetish for gorgeous and impractical footwear, but these boots are amazing. Thigh-high, beautiful black leather, practical--they protect the majority of my leg--comfortable, and gorgeous as the cherry on top, I love these boots.
Unfortunately, the armor doesn't quite fit right. Apparently, the elf it was made for was a couple inches taller and had skinnier arms. The chain port