"Hey! A little help?" This is probably not the group of dwarves you were looking for. For one thing, there's only one Dwarf and she's perched on top of a piece of some old and crumbling building. The group of five does have a wagon, though, and it is stuck in the mud on the road. Maybe help them out? They don't look too shifty.
3.
She'd had to try.
When life has you holding a large saddle and there's a bear right there that's far more fixated on your traveling companions than you in the tree above it, what else would you do?
Her only regret, as she runs laughing, is that she didn't find a place to run to before trying this. Maybe get between the tiny dwarf and the large bear?
4.
She's cold. The adrenaline's worn off, her fellows are curled up in a mostly dry, mostly slumbering pile, and she's not invited because she's still soaking wet because she had to try riding a bear.
Mairead is flashing anyone who looks her way a hopeful smile because she'd really, really like to sit next to them and soak up some heat because there's no way she's making it through the wall of bodies near the fire.
"I'll buy the next round of free wine?" Now there's an offer you can't refuse.
5.
[ooc: wildcard me? She's headed for Skyhold with her other rogues, friendly enough, not really flirty, but very small, very cold, and very giggly.]
Mairead Ivo, surface dwarf, mischievous rogue
"Hey! A little help?" This is probably not the group of dwarves you were looking for. For one thing, there's only one Dwarf and she's perched on top of a piece of some old and crumbling building. The group of five does have a wagon, though, and it is stuck in the mud on the road. Maybe help them out? They don't look too shifty.
3.
She'd had to try.
When life has you holding a large saddle and there's a bear right there that's far more fixated on your traveling companions than you in the tree above it, what else would you do?
Her only regret, as she runs laughing, is that she didn't find a place to run to before trying this. Maybe get between the tiny dwarf and the large bear?
4.
She's cold. The adrenaline's worn off, her fellows are curled up in a mostly dry, mostly slumbering pile, and she's not invited because she's still soaking wet because she had to try riding a bear.
Mairead is flashing anyone who looks her way a hopeful smile because she'd really, really like to sit next to them and soak up some heat because there's no way she's making it through the wall of bodies near the fire.
"I'll buy the next round of free wine?" Now there's an offer you can't refuse.
5.
[ooc: wildcard me? She's headed for Skyhold with her other rogues, friendly enough, not really flirty, but very small, very cold, and very giggly.]