"Oh, this hearth is so much more comfortable to rest before than a campfire and the beds surely much softer than tree roots and rocks to sleep upon," exposits a slight elven girl over her mug to whoever is nearby in the tavern and paying her even the slightest bit of attention. "I think I shall from now on only be attending such tasks for the Inquisition that take me along roads littered with such places of creature comforts."
She flutters her lashes rapidly, with possibly sincere and certainly patronizing concern. "Oh, that is, of course, not meant to insult those who care for such things and would prefer to live among the beasts of the wilds. There is something noble in such simplicity, I think. But such a life is not for me, I am afraid.
"I am too enamored of my dry feet, my clean clothes, my blessed drink--" She gives a smile to the barman, and then opens her mouth wide in surprise at the sudden thought that has hit her. "--and my games! Has anyone a deck of cards?! I should very much like to strike up a competition! That rather sounds fun, doesn't it?"
IV. My Deepest Apoolgies
Simply, suddenly, a bright, young, Orlesian voice pipes up over your crystal:
"A curiosity, if you will permit it. Tell me true, friends... In your heart of hearts, what do you believe is best in life?"
Noelle Lefebvre | Dragon Age OC | Native
"Oh, this hearth is so much more comfortable to rest before than a campfire and the beds surely much softer than tree roots and rocks to sleep upon," exposits a slight elven girl over her mug to whoever is nearby in the tavern and paying her even the slightest bit of attention. "I think I shall from now on only be attending such tasks for the Inquisition that take me along roads littered with such places of creature comforts."
She flutters her lashes rapidly, with possibly sincere and certainly patronizing concern. "Oh, that is, of course, not meant to insult those who care for such things and would prefer to live among the beasts of the wilds. There is something noble in such simplicity, I think. But such a life is not for me, I am afraid.
"I am too enamored of my dry feet, my clean clothes, my blessed drink--" She gives a smile to the barman, and then opens her mouth wide in surprise at the sudden thought that has hit her. "--and my games! Has anyone a deck of cards?! I should very much like to strike up a competition! That rather sounds fun, doesn't it?"
IV. My Deepest Apoolgies
Simply, suddenly, a bright, young, Orlesian voice pipes up over your crystal:
"A curiosity, if you will permit it. Tell me true, friends... In your heart of hearts, what do you believe is best in life?"