Little Girl Gone

Zevran definitely perked up when Addy said that she could indeed use his help with something. Then when she mentioned it was something that would serve both their causes, he perked up doubly. It was always fun when two people’s goals aligned.

Now, he knew she was a mage, but he had no idea how skilled she was as one. She was determined certainly, and of course he’d heard the occasional rumour, but even those were few as far as anything he could reasonably attribute to having to do with Addy. He considered asking her, but as he looked at her, he didn’t see a weak timid mage. He saw a fighter, someone willing to do anything to avenge their father. He pushed the questions to the back of his mind.

Well, colour me intrigued. A few weeks eh? I think I can work it around my schedule. Is your aunt still in Orlais? Zevran asked, and paused, he knew Mica had attended the funerals, so he assumed she was headed back to Orlais after. He had some friends in common with Mica, so their paths had crossed a bit more frequently with each other over the years than they had with the other Campanas, especially when Mica was in Orlais.