Location: The Wounded Coast. Mission: XP Grinding and Goldfarming

[birdofkirkwall]

Hawke still has a while to go before she reaches the fifty gold mark, so today finds her and her three companions out on the wounded coast and searching for the slaver den rumored to be in the area.

It was hard, dirty work, but no one said it'd be easy and someone had to do it. Not to mention the reward the guards were offering, that would make a

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[igetthatalot]

And if it came right down to it, there were plenty of worse places to be making money hunting down people for the guards. The sewers, for one thing. Darktown, another.

"At least out here we're out in the fresh air," Varric mutters. "How close are we to our lead, now?"

[venhedis]

"It's a stroll in the garden, to be sure," says Fenris wryly. "We cannot find them soon enough for me." He raises his head to look farther down their path.

[birdofkirkwall]

"We have to get our exercise somehow," Hawke says, straightening from her crouched position at the side of the poor mercenary that had tried to get the better of them. "May as well get paid doing it."

The few things she's lifted from their unfortunate adversary disappear into various hidden pockets, and a map comes out. She takes a moment to unfold it, and gauges their position in relation to where Aveline had marked.

"Shouldn't be too much further, just over the next crest."

[igetthatalot]

"In that case-"

There's a creaking sound or two as Varric makes a few preparations.

"Bianca just loves surprises. Handing them out, mostly. I'm ready when you are."

[parkorruy]