all this time.

[ofkirkwall]

Who: hawke & open!
Broadcast: text, fleetwide.
Action: iskaulit, málum specifically.
When: a few hours after this conversation.



so i have a question
is anyone here good with plants??? im running low on elfroot and i was wonder if anyone can
grow it or cultivate it or something i need a lot of it a constant source
also uh
lyrium need that too but it isnt something you can grow
if atroma could be so nice to give me some?? pretty please
not actually sure if you can ask them for stuff or how to
balls

im at the malum if anyone wants me


[ Indeed if anyone does go looking for Marian Hawke or happens to wander into the Malum in the next few hours they will find the Champion of Kirkwall there, tucked away in the most isolated corner she can manage nursing a drink. It might be her fifth at this point, not that it matters she has an amazing tolerance. She is leaning on the table lazily, idly thumbing through her communicator as her mabari, fondly named Dog, sits protectively by her feet.

She looks miserable, or bored, it's a little tough to tell. But what a better time to bother her, right? ]

Comments

[ofkirkwall]

Hey! I can be very persuasive if I want to be. [ She almost pouts at him. ] I even made friends with thugs sent to assassinate me once.

[onlyanapple]

[He arches a brow, leaning back a little. ]

Is that so? So they didn't attack you, in the end? Obviously they didn't kill you because here you are- not dead.

[ofkirkwall]

Nope! But they did come back every second weekend to play a game of Wicked Grace with me.

[ SKILLS MAN, SHE HAS THEM. ]

[onlyanapple]

How about that. You really do have a way with people.

[ofkirkwall]

[ She puffs up proud, grin stretching across her face. ]

I know.