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Laundry day
Who: Garrett and open
What: Old-fashioned clothes washing
Where: The lake
When: Sunday afternoon
WARNINGS: tbd
The landslide had been a surprise, and the thief counted himself lucky that he'd been out hunting when it occurred. His general paranoia had paid off well; everything he'd scavenged had been in his pack or on his person when it'd happened. Still, he'd gone back a few days later to see if there had been anything left behind that was worth taking.The climb through slippery swaths of mud and treacherous boulders that not only yielded no supplies, but it had left his clothes caked in mud and torn in a few places.
And so, he finds himself wearing the new clothing he'd "won" from the caves, and trying to wash his original outfit in the freezing lake. A observant watcher will notice that every minute or so he stops and listens, as if expecting to hear someone sneaking up on him. Just how fast can he grab that bow off his back and notch an arrow, anyway...?
What: Old-fashioned clothes washing
Where: The lake
When: Sunday afternoon
WARNINGS: tbd
The landslide had been a surprise, and the thief counted himself lucky that he'd been out hunting when it occurred. His general paranoia had paid off well; everything he'd scavenged had been in his pack or on his person when it'd happened. Still, he'd gone back a few days later to see if there had been anything left behind that was worth taking.The climb through slippery swaths of mud and treacherous boulders that not only yielded no supplies, but it had left his clothes caked in mud and torn in a few places.
And so, he finds himself wearing the new clothing he'd "won" from the caves, and trying to wash his original outfit in the freezing lake. A observant watcher will notice that every minute or so he stops and listens, as if expecting to hear someone sneaking up on him. Just how fast can he grab that bow off his back and notch an arrow, anyway...?
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When he asked who she was, her lips split in a wide grin, and she stopped twirling the spear, slamming it into the ground, and...stroke a pose, puffing her chest out. If this was being televised, than by the Maker, she would make it look good.
"My name...Is Warden-Commander Revas Tabris, Hero of Ferelden, Hero of the 5th Blight, savior of Thedas in general, Arlessa of Amaranthine." She declared, and while a few of those were a little more questionable than others, no one was around to make her have to refine the details, like, she probably didn't save all of Thedas, she just cut drastically cut down the loss of life that would have happened had she not stopped the Blight in ground-breaking record time.
She stopped after a few moments, and pulled up the spear again, shooting Garrett a grin. "Most people just call me Tabris."
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Or 'Master Thief.' But that title could wait, at least until he got a better feel for the place. There didn't seem to be any guards, but he'd only been here a short time. Whoever was running the place could have plants in the arena itself. Most people didn't look too kindly on thieves, anyway.
"We must be from different, ah, 'worlds.' I'm not well-travelled, exactly, but I've seen plenty of maps and globes, and I've never heard of 'Thedas.'"
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"But, that's neither here, nor there. Kinda weird, though. What's the point of getting people from multiple worlds, besides possible amusing mistranslations and cultural antics."