SCAWWY 😱 hawke

[concoctive]

I need to give you a govt assigned flower with medicinal uses so I can make a pretty post for you but it's Friday night we all know what we're here for

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wk 0; friday

[concoctive]

[ alfyn's steps are steady and audible as he walks, but he's got a death grip on his axe, instead of snapping it into the loop on the back of his belt for carrying. like he's not sure whether it's actually safe now that the evening has passed, after having seen aventurine lying dead at laudna's feet beneath the stage.

when he sees hawke, he heads over to her - joining her in the void. she seems the kind of person to patrol or at least cage pace when contained like they all are, so seeing her doesn't seem to surprise him.

the friendly laughter and cheeky grins of wednesday are gone now, expression severe. ]

... found Aventurine. Be nice to maybe think he just fell, 'stead of someone doin' it to him.

[quirkwall]

[ yeah hawke is doing a very unhappy circuit around the village, clearly displeased by these turn of events. she grimaces at the news though, and nods sharply ]

Given the way the cabin was quite assuredly sealed tight last night, somehow I doubt it.

[concoctive]

[ a grimace to that. ]

Considerin' he was down at the bottom of the trap door in the theater, yeah. That's a lot of ground to cover, and the fog... it wasn't lettin' anybody out, where we were at the pyre, so I'm havin' a hard time figurin' out how he made it that far like that.

[quirkwall]

I suppose he walked but....... [ that's a massive shrug from her fam ] Given the oddities of this place as a whole I can't help but wonder if he just opened the door directly to the theater. It certainly feels like something like that would be possible here.


[ even if she, hawke is incredibly jealous something like that would exist. IMAGINE THE WALKING MILAGE THAT SAVES....... ]