The length of her sea journey has given Felicity ample time to acclimate to life on a boat: from Amaranthine to Highever to Kirkwall, it's weeks before she's set foot on dry land for longer than a day at a time. Her shardbearing hand, concealed for safety in a muffler of fennec fur, twinges in anticipation as she looks out over the ship's railing at Kirkwall's nearing harbor.
"It's ugly," she says softly to herself, though she may be overheard.
Kirkwall
The city is ugly, and Fliss will stand by that. She's small and quiet and unfamiliar with its streets, which she knows better than to think will bode well for someone of her stature, even dressed as she is in a Chantry cloak. Trying to make out any sort of Chantry spire in the visible rooftops from the harbor-- wait, isn't it here that it got destroyed by a mage?-- proves fruitless, leaving only one option:
"Excuse me," to a stranger, spoken in a thin-voiced Amaranthine dialect, "I'm looking for the Gallows. ...the island." A quick correction-- she does not want to see anyone hanged today.
Sister Felicity | Native OC
The length of her sea journey has given Felicity ample time to acclimate to life on a boat: from Amaranthine to Highever to Kirkwall, it's weeks before she's set foot on dry land for longer than a day at a time. Her shardbearing hand, concealed for safety in a muffler of fennec fur, twinges in anticipation as she looks out over the ship's railing at Kirkwall's nearing harbor.
"It's ugly," she says softly to herself, though she may be overheard.
Kirkwall
The city is ugly, and Fliss will stand by that. She's small and quiet and unfamiliar with its streets, which she knows better than to think will bode well for someone of her stature, even dressed as she is in a Chantry cloak. Trying to make out any sort of Chantry spire in the visible rooftops from the harbor-- wait, isn't it here that it got destroyed by a mage?-- proves fruitless, leaving only one option:
"Excuse me," to a stranger, spoken in a thin-voiced Amaranthine dialect, "I'm looking for the Gallows. ...the island." A quick correction-- she does not want to see anyone hanged today.
Wildcard!!
[get at me]