The Deep Roads

[igetthatalot]

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.

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[birdofkirkwall]

Grinning, Hawke bumps her shoulder against the Pirate's gently.

"See? I knew it was a good thing to have you along, 'Bela."

[da2_npcs]

"A profitable one, certainly," says Isabela as she returns the grin.

Varric's voice comes from up in the direction of the stairs he'd mentioned. "Hey, Hawke?" he calls. "I think we've found our passage. This goes right where we want it to, once you get past all the twenty-foot Paragon statues. We should go back and get Bodahn's boy."

[birdofkirkwall]

"Good job," Hawke says from beside Isabela, already in the midst of changing out her armour for the set Isabela found. "Thankfully, we shouldn't run into any trouble on our way back."

[igetthatalot]

"Here's hoping," says Varric. "Come on. My brother's going to want to know all about this."