III The steep rise in soldiers around the Hinterlands hadn't escaped Blackwall's notice. The few locals he spoke to had told him they were Inquisition forces, but rumors about what their true intentions were was more muddied. Naturally, he was wary of them, keeping to the more remote areas of the Hinterlands. Despite being off the beaten path, there seemed to be no shortage of people who needed help in this constant rain.
No shortage of people needing help, and no shortage of bears.
The traveler, who seemed to be struggling up a muddy slope, was easy to spot, though through the rain it was difficult to tell whether it was an armed bandit or a farmer. The hulking bear hadn't been so easy, the beast almost seemed to take shape as it emerged from the trees only yards from the person.
"Hey!" Blackwall tried to get their attention. For the moment it didn't matter who the person was, instinctively breaking into a jog in their direction and pulling out his sword, "Bear!"
IV These were exactly the kind of places he tried to avoid. Taverns were full of people who talked too much, people who pried and tried to figure you out. His gambeson had been soaked through for three days straight though and getting a fire started outside had proved impossible, not to mention most of the drier caves were now occupied by rather grumpy bears. So, here he was. The tankard of ale didn't exactly seem unwelcome however.
V [Choose your own adventure. He's damp, but, as always, he's quick to help anyone who seems to be in need of it. I'm assuming he hasn't joined the Inquisition yet, so he'll be a little cautious, but curious around them. BUT if anyone wants assumed CR for TDM fun times just let me know and I can switch things up and assume he is part of the Inquisition etc.]
A Wild Blackwall Appears!
The steep rise in soldiers around the Hinterlands hadn't escaped Blackwall's notice. The few locals he spoke to had told him they were Inquisition forces, but rumors about what their true intentions were was more muddied. Naturally, he was wary of them, keeping to the more remote areas of the Hinterlands. Despite being off the beaten path, there seemed to be no shortage of people who needed help in this constant rain.
No shortage of people needing help, and no shortage of bears.
The traveler, who seemed to be struggling up a muddy slope, was easy to spot, though through the rain it was difficult to tell whether it was an armed bandit or a farmer. The hulking bear hadn't been so easy, the beast almost seemed to take shape as it emerged from the trees only yards from the person.
"Hey!" Blackwall tried to get their attention. For the moment it didn't matter who the person was, instinctively breaking into a jog in their direction and pulling out his sword, "Bear!"
IV
These were exactly the kind of places he tried to avoid. Taverns were full of people who talked too much, people who pried and tried to figure you out. His gambeson had been soaked through for three days straight though and getting a fire started outside had proved impossible, not to mention most of the drier caves were now occupied by rather grumpy bears. So, here he was. The tankard of ale didn't exactly seem unwelcome however.
V
[Choose your own adventure. He's damp, but, as always, he's quick to help anyone who seems to be in need of it. I'm assuming he hasn't joined the Inquisition yet, so he'll be a little cautious, but curious around them. BUT if anyone wants assumed CR for TDM fun times just let me know and I can switch things up and assume he is part of the Inquisition etc.]