igetthatalot: (oy)
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Varric does not like being underground.

He's said this before, plenty of times. It's a known fact. He hasn't mentioned it since five minutes after they stepped into the Deep Roads (how Blondie managed to secure those Gray Warden maps of the entrance he doesn't know, but he's grateful). It would be bad form, considering how much of this expedition was his idea in the first place.

But, Maker, it's been four days now- he thinks- and they're still picking their way downwards with no sign of treasure anywhere to distract him from the knowledge of just how much stone is positioned directly over his head. This... this is not his idea of a good thing.

They'd better find the good stuff soon. This is getting way too old for his liking.

Date: 2013-12-15 06:33 am (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (determined)
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"Good idea," agrees Hawke.

That ogre is just too damn unsettling.

She clasps the buy warmly on the shoulder before they head off, leaving him with a bit of food and her canteen for the moment.

"Let's go kill some more darkspawn."

Date: 2013-12-15 05:46 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (smile)
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Hawke whistles low at the sudden change in scenery.

"Well then, this looks pretty impressive. Think it means we're on the right track?"

Date: 2013-12-15 05:54 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (determined)
From: [personal profile] birdofkirkwall
Of course they are.

Hawke just groans frustratedly at the noises.

"So, I'd like to make a motion. After this is all said and done, no more darkspawn or Deep Roads ever again."

Date: 2013-12-15 06:06 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (serious)
From: [personal profile] birdofkirkwall
She's wiping the darkspawn blood off of her blade when she spots the golems against the wall, and she pauses, half expecting them to come to life and attack them.

That seems to be their luck these days, after all.

"People are going to come ask me to help save their second cousin or some such from the deep roads," she says, picking up on her previous thread of thought. "'Please, Hawke, save them!', and I'm just going to laugh. One of you hit me if I don't."

Date: 2013-12-15 06:30 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (champion of Kirkwall)
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"It sounds like you're the best friend a girl can ask for," Hawke says cheerfully, pausing to inspect the lyrium vein now that they don't have darkspawn to deal with. "You know just what to say to a girl."

With that, Hawke leads the way up the stairs, muscling the ancient door open and-

There's a roar, and a yep, and...

What happened earlier, with Merrill and the spider? That's now replaced with Hawke, her daggers, and an ogre.

Date: 2013-12-15 06:36 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (champion of Kirkwall)
From: [personal profile] birdofkirkwall
SHINK, SHINK, THOQQ!

The ogre roars, staggering to the ground and staying down.

Hawke, meanwhile, shows no signs of stopping her assault.

Date: 2013-12-15 06:38 pm (UTC)
da2_npcs: (Isabela)
From: [personal profile] da2_npcs
"Ah- Hawke?" says Isabela, raising her voice. "Hawke, you can stop now. it's properly dead."

Date: 2013-12-15 06:44 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (serious)
From: [personal profile] birdofkirkwall
Hawke's mind creeps back from wherever it had been, at Isabela's words. Her attack hesitates, then stops with the woman looking a little embarrassed.

"Ah...sorry about that..."

Date: 2013-12-15 06:56 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (focused)
From: [personal profile] birdofkirkwall
Hawke nudges the ogre one last time...just to be sure.

"Alright," she calls to the elf, stepping away from the beast to head in her direction. "We'll be right there."

Date: 2013-12-15 07:12 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (angry)
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Hawke sniffs the air tentatively for herself expression immediately settling into a scowl.

"It doesn't," she answers, her mind trying to place the odd scent until...

"Oh no...no no no, I am calling cheat on this one, to whatever higher power is up there."

Date: 2013-12-15 07:29 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (determined)
From: [personal profile] birdofkirkwall
"A dragon?" Merrill squeaks, and Hawke just nods as she unsheathes her daggers.

"Generally what that smell means, yes. And it's never just one dragon, so everyone watch your backs."

She pauses just before they enter the room.

"Everyone ready?"

Date: 2013-12-15 07:46 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (determined)
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She had really really hoped that they were wrong. Seems like their luck isn't going to hold out, though.

A dragon settles in front of them and roars a challenge, dragonlings skittering out from darkened corners of the room. Just great.

So, grumbling, Hawke lashes out at their foes, she and her friends working together like a well-oiled machine as always.

Date: 2013-12-15 07:54 pm (UTC)
birdofkirkwall: (determined)
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It's clockwork, really. Hawke stabs and steps aside for a well placed cold spell from Merrill to land, and she sidesteps again to make room for Isabela.

The only drawback, really, happens when one of the younglings manage to get past Varrics support fire and wrap it's jaws around Hawke's forearm. Hawke grimaces, and ends up having to stab the beast a lot to dislodge it.

Date: 2013-12-15 08:00 pm (UTC)
da2_npcs: (Merrill)
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In some times and places and worlds, Merrill would have run out of spells by now and had to fall back out of the line of fire while her blade-bearing friends sliced the dragon to ribbons. Fortunately, this is not one of those worlds; she does have to pause long enough to swallow a lyrium potion at one point, but then it's right back to freezing as much of the dragon and its environs as she can manage. Which comes in awfully handy for Isabela and Hawke, since it means the dragon's spending more time screaming in pain than breathing fire.

The thing's not going to last much longer at this rate, even if it does manage to get off the ground again.

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