Brothels and Signets

There wasn’t a ton of fond memories for Lyric in Orlais, not after her family disowned her and paid the Templars to pack her off to the Free Marches when she showed signs of magic. One friend she did have from there that she cherished, much to his chagrin at times, was one Gabriel Poulin. He was someone she’d do just about anything for, but then that was the case with anyone she considered friends. So when he asked her to help him and a friend out with a job, she was eager to get out and have some fun.

After making sure Akibrus was all right with watching little Aria, she headed to the Eluvian and the meeting place. As Mariam, her new friend that she was quite excited about, explained the job, Lyric nodded along with all the details. Perhaps she should be taking notes, but no, it was simple really, nothing she couldn’t handle, right?

Signet ring, distractions! OH, should we have codenames? Or like prostitute names? I could be Jasmine! Maybe I was abandoned as a child and grew up in an orphanage, and then ended up on the streets and realised I could make more money selling sex! She asked, clearly excited to be doing this job, possibly even more excited than is expected.