( 'Not entirely disastrous' would be her professional assessment of the situation. Compared to many things it was just moderately bad, but many things included walking through the shattered remains of the White Spire when there was nothing left but echoes and corpses allowed to rot - corpses of the faithful, of mages who had loved Andraste well.
Herian could accept that perhaps her definition of 'disastrous' wasn't on a reasonably scale for most people, and it was easier to list accidentally invoking the ire of a bear as less terrible than it might be when you weren't the one staring it down.
Breaking the line of trees, Herian slides down the slope, intercepting the young. ) Not that way.
( A cliff lies that way - the Hinterlands seems to have an enthusiasm for bears and steep slopes, both excellent ways for the unwary to see themselves dead.
Her voice is strongly Starkhaven, sword in hand, and she nods towards the slope, unappealing a prospect as it may be. There isn't time to make communications about horses or anything else. ) With me.
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Herian could accept that perhaps her definition of 'disastrous' wasn't on a reasonably scale for most people, and it was easier to list accidentally invoking the ire of a bear as less terrible than it might be when you weren't the one staring it down.
Breaking the line of trees, Herian slides down the slope, intercepting the young. ) Not that way.
( A cliff lies that way - the Hinterlands seems to have an enthusiasm for bears and steep slopes, both excellent ways for the unwary to see themselves dead.
Her voice is strongly Starkhaven, sword in hand, and she nods towards the slope, unappealing a prospect as it may be. There isn't time to make communications about horses or anything else. ) With me.