Raphael was annoyed, the girl was getting on his nerves and in a way he wasn’t even sure why. Only that she was, so he tossed in an eye roll or two himself as she spoke. He let the comment about his clothing go. The last thing he wanted to do was explain that most of his clothing had been left in Val Colline and that this was just what he managed to borrow from people he knew in Amaranthine. He might not be a rich snob, but he’d felt at least a little bit pathetic not even having one single nice thing he could wear to a wedding.
The comment about knitting made him chuckle. He thought about pointing out he’d rather draw or paint than knit, but what was the point. It did make him think about the conversation he’d had with Anders, the leader of the Aerial Protectorate. He’d originally thought the organisation was made up of Grey Wardens only, since the founder and leader were both Grey Wardens, but apparently anyone could join, Grey Warden or not. He shook his head slightly.
Before he could say anything else, they were at the kitchens. Rory was in a corner chewing happily on some sort of bone. Until she realised Raphael was standing in the doorway, then she dropped the bone and immediately went into butt and tail waggles. She was cream coloured with splotches of white in her fur, on her chest and neck, with a cute little tail that curled as she wagged. She yawned and made a squeaky sound. She looked from Raphael and then to the new person with him. As she walked over to the two, she sniffed cautiously at Addy’s feet.
The comment about knitting made him chuckle. He thought about pointing out he’d rather draw or paint than knit, but what was the point. It did make him think about the conversation he’d had with Anders, the leader of the Aerial Protectorate. He’d originally thought the organisation was made up of Grey Wardens only, since the founder and leader were both Grey Wardens, but apparently anyone could join, Grey Warden or not. He shook his head slightly.
Actually I have an offer to join the Ferelden Aerial Protectorate in Amaranthine.He said, a bit of pride in his voice. His father was a part of it, and even though he was still coming to terms with Ragnar being his biological father, it wasn’t dissuading him from thinking about how exciting it might be to have a life with that group instead of leading Val Colline.
Before he could say anything else, they were at the kitchens. Rory was in a corner chewing happily on some sort of bone. Until she realised Raphael was standing in the doorway, then she dropped the bone and immediately went into butt and tail waggles. She was cream coloured with splotches of white in her fur, on her chest and neck, with a cute little tail that curled as she wagged. She yawned and made a squeaky sound. She looked from Raphael and then to the new person with him. As she walked over to the two, she sniffed cautiously at Addy’s feet.
She’s a bit shy, but she’s really sweet. Ragnar found her in a village that had been abandoned because of the darkspawn. We’re not sure how long she was alone fending for herself.He explained, his voice full of love for the little dog.
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