The Coterie. The Carta. She had heard those names, as brief as her time in Kirkwall proper had been. The city was still strong economically, even with all its other troubles. Or so it seemed to her, if it could support so many rogues and smugglers. Perhaps someday, when they were properly established in this new country, she might look to make inroads …
Until then, it was best not to think about it too much lest something slip when she reported back to Ailwin. She wanted him to take to her first choice, not to the second or third.
“Very literal names, those Kirkwallers.” Kat smiled, thinking back to what he’d said about this place. “But I begin to see the appeal. To ‘peace after the storm.’” She raised her glass to clink against his and braved another sip, more prepared for it this time.
Starkhaven and Ostwick both seemed to have potential, from what Nathaneil had to say. She’d have to journey through the Crossroads again, find their mirrors, give them each a few days of her attention. If only she knew how much time they had left. Val Royeaux had stood on the edge of a precipice for so long already.
Kat didn’t want to see the Forsaken plunge with it, when it finally fell.
“Thank you, monsieur. I can tell you are well traveled.” She hesitated for half a breath, weighing her options. While she was perfectly capable of handling all of the travel ahead alone, it would be safer with an experienced guide. Slower by road – but she would learn much more of the land. That could be worth it.
And he did blush so prettily.
“If you have no pressing business, might I borrow you for a little while? I would hate to get turned around on the road, you see.”
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Until then, it was best not to think about it too much lest something slip when she reported back to Ailwin. She wanted him to take to her first choice, not to the second or third.
“Very literal names, those Kirkwallers.” Kat smiled, thinking back to what he’d said about this place. “But I begin to see the appeal. To ‘peace after the storm.’” She raised her glass to clink against his and braved another sip, more prepared for it this time.
Starkhaven and Ostwick both seemed to have potential, from what Nathaneil had to say. She’d have to journey through the Crossroads again, find their mirrors, give them each a few days of her attention. If only she knew how much time they had left. Val Royeaux had stood on the edge of a precipice for so long already.
Kat didn’t want to see the Forsaken plunge with it, when it finally fell.
“Thank you, monsieur. I can tell you are well traveled.” She hesitated for half a breath, weighing her options. While she was perfectly capable of handling all of the travel ahead alone, it would be safer with an experienced guide. Slower by road – but she would learn much more of the land. That could be worth it.
And he did blush so prettily.
“If you have no pressing business, might I borrow you for a little while? I would hate to get turned around on the road, you see.”
@Nathaniel Howe
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