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I thought we might correspond more naturally by crystal. Letters will hardly have time to reach you before I'm due to return.
[But now that he's raised the idea—]
But actually yes, I believe I will. I enjoy writing you and usually find writing things down the best way to remember them. —Oh! [she laughs suddenly, clearly amused by the thought she's had:] Tell me, what would you like these letters to contain? That will be very like a souvenir, since you have no other requests.
[But now that he's raised the idea—]
But actually yes, I believe I will. I enjoy writing you and usually find writing things down the best way to remember them. —Oh! [she laughs suddenly, clearly amused by the thought she's had:] Tell me, what would you like these letters to contain? That will be very like a souvenir, since you have no other requests.
Yes, yes, all right. I suppose I have been fully reassured that I may include whatever I like. Although I'm afraid I may have to be rather abstract about the particularities of the research. From Orzammar to Kirkwall is a very long way for a letter to travel unmolested, and I've been instructed to be mindful of the potential of sensitive information falling into the wrong hands. So I apologize in advance for being more opaque than ordinary.
My packet leaves on Friday morning. I'll come to collect Ruadh from you then.
My packet leaves on Friday morning. I'll come to collect Ruadh from you then.
I'm sure they'll be pleased to see you.
[Which is more or less a representative description of Wysteria's reception of him come week's end.
She's visible from a formidable ways off, perched as she is on some outcropping of the great mountain of luggage and cargo being steadily swung up onto the Guillemot by the packet's handy crew. More notable still is the broad brimmed, slightly floppy straw traveling hat with a bright blue ribbon wound about it and tied under her chin in a remarkably large ribbon. From this auspicious perch, it's very easy to make out a mabari shouldering his way through the dockyard traffic. And where one travels, the other surely follows—]
Ah, there you are Mister Ellis! [She raises her hand to flag his attention (as if she doesn't have it already).] I was beginning to think I might miss you!
[Which is more or less a representative description of Wysteria's reception of him come week's end.
She's visible from a formidable ways off, perched as she is on some outcropping of the great mountain of luggage and cargo being steadily swung up onto the Guillemot by the packet's handy crew. More notable still is the broad brimmed, slightly floppy straw traveling hat with a bright blue ribbon wound about it and tied under her chin in a remarkably large ribbon. From this auspicious perch, it's very easy to make out a mabari shouldering his way through the dockyard traffic. And where one travels, the other surely follows—]
Ah, there you are Mister Ellis! [She raises her hand to flag his attention (as if she doesn't have it already).] I was beginning to think I might miss you!
Wysteria is conspicuous.
There is no suppressing the fond amusement in his expression upon surveying her, even from some distance. And with Ruadh parting the crowd, there is a delay of mere minutes before Ellis has made his way to the foot of her perch.
Ruadh sets to sniffing a circle around the bottom of the crates and packages. Ellis looks up at her, thumbs hooking into his pockets.
"I wouldn't miss your send off."
Though it is inevitable that guard duty delayed him on this day, when there was such a particular demand on his time.
"Will you come down to me?"
There is no suppressing the fond amusement in his expression upon surveying her, even from some distance. And with Ruadh parting the crowd, there is a delay of mere minutes before Ellis has made his way to the foot of her perch.
Ruadh sets to sniffing a circle around the bottom of the crates and packages. Ellis looks up at her, thumbs hooking into his pockets.
"I wouldn't miss your send off."
Though it is inevitable that guard duty delayed him on this day, when there was such a particular demand on his time.
"Will you come down to me?"
"Yes, yes. I'll be with you directly."
With a great shifting of skirts and careful assessment of her chosen descent route, Wysteria (in her very sensible, much battere field boots), picks her way gingerly down from her lookout post. If going down is slightly more treacherous than scaling up had been, no trepidation makes itself known in her appearance. With a last decisive hop and a jangle of chains from the chatelaine pinned at her waist, she touches down on the dock.
"I trust my companion has made himself ready for travel."
With a great shifting of skirts and careful assessment of her chosen descent route, Wysteria (in her very sensible, much battere field boots), picks her way gingerly down from her lookout post. If going down is slightly more treacherous than scaling up had been, no trepidation makes itself known in her appearance. With a last decisive hop and a jangle of chains from the chatelaine pinned at her waist, she touches down on the dock.
"I trust my companion has made himself ready for travel."
It's unnecessary, perhaps, but Ellis' hands are held out as a brace for the whole of her descent should she tip one way or another.
Close in as she ascends, returning to his sides while Ruadh circles her, sniffing along her hem. Aware of being discussed, and unconcerned with it.
"Aye, he's ready," Ellis answers. "And I can assume it's a journey he's made before."
All roads lead to Orzammar for a Warden, sooner or later.
"Is all this yours?"
Could Wysteria fill an entire ship with equipment? Yes.
Close in as she ascends, returning to his sides while Ruadh circles her, sniffing along her hem. Aware of being discussed, and unconcerned with it.
"Aye, he's ready," Ellis answers. "And I can assume it's a journey he's made before."
All roads lead to Orzammar for a Warden, sooner or later.
"Is all this yours?"
Could Wysteria fill an entire ship with equipment? Yes.
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