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Rob Matthews Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 11:08 am
 Robert Cousland
Robert sighed, wishing now that he'd just kept quiet. On of his faults, this he knew, but it had been important. Weisshaupt made a lot of sense. Even though it was only them the Carta had tried blackmailing, they would have need eventually of other Wardens. Sure, Tabris had made a few, but not enough to defend Ferelden without them. Orlais sounded even more horrible of an idea, after Elsa's mention of Lelianna. His brief romance with her hadn't ended well, especially after he had broke it off due to having feelings for a certain elf mage. And the Free Marches and Tevinter were definitely no option. Rob's eyes grew wide as a better option entered his mind.
"Rivain. We go to Rivain and purchase a ship, keeping on the move as we always have. Notice the first time we settle somewhere, we're found by the Carta?" He lifted Diyanna in his arms, "Ivaria, help me change Diyanna into clean robes." He made his way to Diyanna's room.
"I'm no hero, so don't make me out to be one."
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 11:28 am
 •• Rhyn Mahariel ••
•• The Tainted Dalish ••
The Dalish Warden & The Elúvian Survivor Ooc ; Rob y u no on Meebo D: '' All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost; '' '' Fine, but Rivain is a long way, Cousland. If we take the long route, we'd have to go through Orlais, Tevinter, the Free Marches THEN Antiva. Unless we cross the ocean on a ferry. In which case we only have to go through The Free Marches and Antiva. '' She explained. She only called people by their last names however when she was either having some fun, or when she was angry. In this case, she was only slightly pissed off. Not only would they have to travel longer, but that Rob had thought of the better idea first. Damn ! ( rolleyes )
'' You go do that, i'll get the Halla.... Sigh. '' She moaned, padding off in the opposite direction, toward the stables. '' The old that is strong does not wither,
For you see, deep roots are not touched by frost. ''
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 1:58 pm
 Diyanna Surana
From the Fade I strike,
To harm or to heal...
Diyanna was silent. She was not one to argue with people, especially humans, and she was in far too much pain to argue anyway. She thanked Ivaria softly, then tried to get to her feet. "This.. isn't good," she said softly. ".. I agreed to take over healing duties here. When Al.. when the King arrives, he's going to be quite displeased." She brushed a lock of hair out of her face. Her face was pale.
However.. Rivain did seem like a safe enough place. The Chantry was weak there, and there was a respect for mages.
"... Oh to hell with him," she said, sounding surprised with herself. "As long as I can ride in the cart until my wound's healed, I'm fine with leaving." She looked at the others. ".. Whatever the group decides, I'm alright with. So long as we stay together."
My allies feel my comfort,
My enemies taste steel.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 5:41 pm
"Of course, Robert," Ivaria smiled gently, "I could use a bath and a change of robes myself. Just promise you won't peek on us and that goes for you too stumpy!" The mage scowled at the dwarf. "I think Rivain would be the best place for us to go. Will we be taking ship all the way there or have you got something else in mind?." Amell inquired of Cousland. "Shall we bathe together or separately?" Ivaria averted her attention back to her fellow mage. {{OOC: Bah I can't think... my DA2 disc stopped working and I is very sad... I think Mistress and I played it to death...}}
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2011 5:51 pm
•• Rhyn Mahariel ••
•• The Tainted Dalish ••
The Dalish Warden & The Elúvian Survivor Ooc ; I just finished DA2 again. ;3. Oh gawd, i just love Fenris so much. '' All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost; '' '' Enderin ! '' She yelled, slamming the door on the stables to a harsh close. This startled the Hallah, but Rhyn seemed a little too angry for that. But why was she angry ? Who knew. There was just something welling up inside her that needed to break out. She didn't want to take it out on her fellow Wardens, but...
'' They still don't listen to me ! It's always the Shem they listen to. By the creators, what am i doing wrong ? '' She sighed, only then realising that she'd scared the Hallah half to death. She slowly paced over to them, and calmed them down. '' Hush... N'ethalin dir'vedas. Brega, brega... ''
Now all she wanted to do was get on the move. The others would most likely be bathing, or eating. But... '' The old that is strong does not wither,
For you see, deep roots are not touched by frost. ''
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 3:45 pm
Robert Cousland
Robert sighed, as it was obvious Rhyn was angry, but even though he'd always acted like their leader, after the Fall of the Archdemon, he'd easily given that up, seeing as Tabris had been the real hero. All he'd wanted was to live out his remaining years in silence, a wish Alistair had taken from him by giving him orders to help rebuild Lothering. At least it had been away from his brother.
As he entered Diyanna's room, he set her on the bed, checking her wound once more. Sure that it was healed, thanks to Diyanna and Ivaria's healing, he backed up a step or two, "I'll let you guys bathe and change. I'm going to my room to pack. If you need me, just knock." He bowed, walking to the door, only stopping a moment, dumbfounded by the fact he'd bowed. Shaking his thoughts away, he left the room, closing the door behind him. From the stairs, he eyed the others making sure if anyone was ok, before pushing off that thought as well. Rhyn was pissed for Maker knows what reason, and Elsa and Bheldren more than capable then tending their own wounds. He'd never been positive how Elsa felt when he'd tended her wounds, but he remembered vividly how uncomfortable it'd been to tend Bheldren's. Not because he was a man, but because he seemed so intense.
"I'm no hero, so don't make me out to be one."
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Rob Matthews Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 5:19 pm
Diyanna Surana
From the Fade I strike,
To harm or to heal...
Diyanna laughed softly. "Ivaria.. we used to live in the Tower of Magi. Do you recall how little privacy there was? Why make the poor staff here work that much harder? If you don't mind, I don't." She moved and winced. "Ooh, and between you and me, I'm afraid I might pass out in the water and drown."
My allies feel my comfort,
My enemies taste steel.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 3:30 am
•• Rhyn Mahariel ••
•• The Tainted Dalish ••
The Dalish Warden & The Elúvian Survivor Ooc ; Rob y u no on Meebo D: '' All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost; '' Rhyn decided to leave the Halla inside, just incase there were any thieves about. Not that they could take the Halla. The Halla, unlike horses, were the equals of the Elves. Not like the shemlen horses, who were slaves to their human masters in the Dalish eyes. She went in through the Inn's back door, which led straight from the stables.
She sat down in the nearest booth, trying not to be seen by the rest of the crew. '' Grey Wardens... Mrm-... Never be in this if not.... Mrmmmsmgmmm... ''
'' The old that is strong does not wither,
For you see, deep roots are not touched by frost. ''
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Rob Matthews Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2012 12:00 am
Robert Cousland
In his room, Rob had begun packing his bags, stopping for a moment as he lifted his journal. In it had been recorded all their adventures, but as of late, it seemed he did more reminiscing about the glory days instead of really recording events. One recent page had been a few days before his friends arrived, wondering if Lelianna would forgive him. She'd been furious when last they spoke.
Pulling out his ink and a quill, Rob moved to the desk. His packing could wait, Carta or not, he needed to write his brother. He deserved a warning, as well as an apology. Quickly scribbling something down, he dropped the quill, unintelligible voices filling his head. "Not again..." As the voices and pain in his head subsided, he shook it off. "Thirty years my a**... b*****d..." The effects of the taint seemed especially strong, voices coming much sooner than they should. I can only pray that it's something else...
"I'm no hero, so don't make me out to be one."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2012 7:48 am
"How little privacy we had indeed." Ivaria reminisced as she began removing her robes and preparing for their bath. "I recall being punished for being disobedient and I had to have constant Templar supervision. I had to bathe with a big oaf watching my every scrub and I am sure he took full advantage of it." The mage chuckled, entering the warm bath and she relaxed deeply, it had been days since her last one. She looked up at Diyanna with soft but curious eyes. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything, so if you would rather not answer I understand. I have noticed that Robert has been paying a lot of attention to you lately, what do you think of him?" Ivaria scrubbed underneath her armpits and then down her breasts and finally, the rest of her body.
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