A Favour for a Favour, a Drunks Edition

Don’t let too many people hear you say that, she’d chuckle, but sobered quickly with a slow nod as he continued. Oh yeah, can certainly feel like that, or mud.. It didn’t matter how much I thought I had all the pieces in the right place, something… always tipped the balance.

Kirkwall had been a powder keg. It was always going to explode, its troubles too numerous and simple at the same time where no-one could agree on a path out of the web of chaos and undertone. Some decisions she regretted later, the unnecessary deaths that had come from those choices had weighed on her mind, some still did.

Leaf nodded, glancing between him and her cards with a slight grin. See, you already have a good sound head on you. The past… is that. Passed. The best thing you can do is use whatever you learn so you don’t regret future choices. Her hand shifted the cards back into one pile, nestling them in the crook of her arm as she listened. The confidence growing in his tone, that he’d not let them win caused her to laugh, nodding along. Good. If you feel like your life is constantly on the losing side it can take you down a dark path. I’ve seen it happen. With one mage in particular. How she regretted not seeing the signs of Anders betrayal, all those innocent lives snuffed out, sparking the rebellion and plunging everyone into chaos.

Answers are never really straightforward either. Life enjoys throwing us shit with no instructions. We’re all just doing the best we can with what we have.

Now he’d returned the cards to his hand, Leaf spread her hand back open to muse over, snickering at his challenge. Oh I hope you don't have a limit on this tab, friend. I’ve a dwarf and a Rivaini in my back pocket.

@Garryn Aeducan