Nov 08, 2011 05:03
[A frustrated, enraged scream is heard first--sounding mostly reptillian. Then deep, rasping breaths as Aara tries to calm down.]
This has to stop. These deaths... these attacks, they have to stop!
[A strangled whimper is drawn from Aara's throat.]
What good is this doing us? We could very well be all we have left.
[The blood. The countless, headless bodies. The sickness. Vicious attacks.]
No more. No more. [Aara didn't know if she could handle it, otherwise.]
...
Varric? I would like to speak with you.
aara