re: Hawke's thoughts on being shipwrecked.

[battlemaged]

--how the bloody hell is it my fault that that Rivaini can't sail her own damned ship?

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[battlemaged]

Tell me about it. [SNORT] I had to rub two sticks together to make a blasted fire.

[notyourlittlewolf]

[Silence and he stares. He bites the inside of his cheek in an attempt to control his amusement.]

You... That is unfortunate.

[battlemaged]

Don't rub it in.

[Peckish Champion is...oh so peckish, thanks.]

[notyourlittlewolf]

[He has wine? And some food.]

I won't. Aside from that, are you all right?

[battlemaged]

[BRILLIANT.]

Thank you. [A heaved sigh.] For the most part. The place reminds me of Lothering after the Blight, but I'll make due, I suppose. Not really a lot of options otherwise.

[He could do with some good company, too, just sayin'.]

[notyourlittlewolf]

[Have at. He's got a supply. Oh look, wine. Glug.]

Hm. It is a game? Which one?

[battlemaged]

It's this crappy little village out in the middle of nowhere, Fenris.

[notyourlittlewolf]

[He frowns. It sounds as bad as the deep roads, perhaps worse.]

And you are alone?

[battlemaged]

Of preferred company? Yes. But Flemeth's bloody daughter is here somewhere, as well as a few others who are...well, suffice it to say they're strange.

[notyourlittlewolf]

Vishante Kaffas!

[And now you've gone and gotten him worried.] Strange how?

[battlemaged]

For one, I don't think they're from Thedas at all. At least, they don't seem to even know the name.

[notyourlittlewolf]

That does not surprise me. I have met those from... Other places myself.