Cullen wasn’t having a great year, not that there hadn’t been good things. After all the Ferelden Sixth Blight was over, but sadly his personal life had taken a rather big hit this year. Feeling suffocated by the demon that possessed Lanariel, things came to a point where he felt the situation was untenable. He hated feeling that way, but there were times he felt like the demon spent more time in control of Lana’s body than she did, and he hadn’t signed up for a marriage of three, especially in this particular context. Afterall, he’d never minded that sometimes Morrigan had felt like a third wheel, she just never felt like this kind of third wheel.
With everything in Amaranthine and Vigil’s Keep being so tense, Cullen decided to go to Denerim and take Byron up on the offer to help him out with things there. Cullen wasn’t entirely sure what help he could be, but for Ferelden, he was willing to offer his sword and advice.
He hadn’t put a ton of forethought into his trip to Denerim. He’d packed a bag of the essentials, and Andie of course was in two, his Mabari, but as far as like what he was going to do when he got there. He hadn’t really thought much beyond, get to Denerim and get an audience with Byron to check in.
He travelled through the eluvian, Andie went out rushing ahead, excited to be on what she thought was probably just a fun trip, not that Cullen was planning on staying in Denerim indefinitely. When he got to the palace, he took a moment to rest and so he sat his bag down. Andie set about exploring every nook and cranny of the room they were in. Smelling everything, seeming a bit more excited than usual, but Cullen dismissed it.
When he heard someone coming, Andie bounded towards the person, butt waggling. Cullen was immediately ready with an apology for his dog. He’d had Andie since the Exalted Council, so she was going on six years old and was almost always found by Cullen’s side.
With everything in Amaranthine and Vigil’s Keep being so tense, Cullen decided to go to Denerim and take Byron up on the offer to help him out with things there. Cullen wasn’t entirely sure what help he could be, but for Ferelden, he was willing to offer his sword and advice.
He hadn’t put a ton of forethought into his trip to Denerim. He’d packed a bag of the essentials, and Andie of course was in two, his Mabari, but as far as like what he was going to do when he got there. He hadn’t really thought much beyond, get to Denerim and get an audience with Byron to check in.
He travelled through the eluvian, Andie went out rushing ahead, excited to be on what she thought was probably just a fun trip, not that Cullen was planning on staying in Denerim indefinitely. When he got to the palace, he took a moment to rest and so he sat his bag down. Andie set about exploring every nook and cranny of the room they were in. Smelling everything, seeming a bit more excited than usual, but Cullen dismissed it.
When he heard someone coming, Andie bounded towards the person, butt waggling. Cullen was immediately ready with an apology for his dog. He’d had Andie since the Exalted Council, so she was going on six years old and was almost always found by Cullen’s side.
Sorry about her, she’s quite excited to be out and about smelling new things!He said as he rubbed the back of his neck.
11-14-2023, 12:49 PM
