Flemeth wants to talk to/be cryptic at the new people. And the old people. And anyone.
Flemeth sits at an outside table at her favorite cafe in Kirkwall. They've stopped serving the iced biscuits she liked, which is most aggrivating, but the handsome young server is still there and still treats her with deference and even managed to find her a muffin, so she keeps her temper in check.
Besides, they still serve the best tea outside of Orlais. And Orlais is a tedious journey.
ooc: yeah, she's come down to play the oracle again. Sorry, guys! She looks more like the does in the first game than in these icons when she's getting her caffiene fix. If people run away screaming she gets no tea, and that's bad.
Besides, they still serve the best tea outside of Orlais. And Orlais is a tedious journey.
ooc: yeah, she's come down to play the oracle again. Sorry, guys! She looks more like the does in the first game than in these icons when she's getting her caffiene fix. If people run away screaming she gets no tea, and that's bad.