( NSFW: To the mansion! Now! )

[After a long day of healing and running around in Kirkwall, Anders hides in The Hanged Man, sitting at a table in the corner and sort of just soaking up the environment. Justice doesn't like her to drink, and since she is Justice and it is her, it's best to simply not displease herself.

Even if the part of herself that is her would love to have ( Read more... )

*Fenris was not happy ( Read more... )

Hawke eyes the window with consideration. There's a trellis just outside. It wouldn't be at all hard to sneak out, and then from there she could climb the brickwork to get to the roof, and then she could jump over to the Prestick's estate and shimmy down their wall, and then it'd only be a few minutes run to the Hanged Man where she could get ( Read more... )

*It is a little known fact but apparently sometimes Fenris not only dances around his big empty house all day but he also bakes when he's bored.*

*Like today, the scent of a baking cake is wafting out of the small kitchen of his manor and wafting across Hightown....*

ooc: Follow the smell...!

[It's a quiet day in the clinic for once and Anders has found the time to duck into one of the back rooms for some herbalist tasks. Carefully he crushes the ingrediants with his mortar and pestle and then he set about infusing the healing brews ( Read more... )

Solona leaves Hawke and Fenris and makes a mad dash back to Hightown and the Hawke Estate. She has to hide Anders! Keep him locked away so he can never escape again. She rushes through the door, ignoring Bodhann's greeting and makes her way towards the stock room ( Read more... )

"I began to realize how simple life could be if one had a regular routine to follow with fixed hours, a fixed salary, and very little original thinking to do." - Roald Dahl

It had become the routine…Sparring, sleep in the sunshine, have a meal, track the assigned target, then end up at the clinic expending her reserves until she could hardly stand ( Read more... )

[[[THUD]]]

...fuck.

[Hawke looks up. Looks like...dark. Left and right and forward are dark too. Terrific.

She shakes her head, trying to clear it, and immediately regrets doing so because it hurts. A lot. Not as badly as her leg does, but a lot ( Read more... )

Anders is on the run, yet again but this time, he is no longer in the Fereldan setting. Having left the Wardens under orders from the Warden-Commander. Anders smirked to himself as he remembered the look on the Warden's face when he was returned to the Keep by a platoon of Templars. The mage managed to find one of the storehouses for the Circle's ( Read more... )