Piece by Piece ~ 9:43 Dragon (In progress) Nov 17, 2017 14:25:55 GMT smilesja, dragontartare, and 3 more like this
Post by phoray on Nov 17, 2017 14:25:55 GMT
i.imgur.com/ZNk3JoX.pngThis is a colab between dragontartare
Human Female Warden
My Vanasha is wearing this:
And the Wardens are wearing Warden-y Armor.
Weishaupt, Summer, 9:43 Dragon. Day 3 of the mission
The threat of a dust storm had come to nothing. The clear skies promised a gentle baking in their armor later. The courtyard was quiet, the only noise and movement other than their own, was that of the patrol walking the ramparts.
Vanasha was comfortable in the cooler dawn time temperatures wearing the outfit she’d had made in Lothering. The golden sashed belt gleamed dully in the dim morning light against the black cloth of the rest of it. All in all, she looked quite put together in spite of all her yawning. Sleepily, she fiddled as she waited, attaching her pack to the donkey for the ride down.
Their waiting came to an end when Warden Commander Cyryl marched up to the three of them where they stood at the gate. The Warden Commander appeared indefatigable, her formal armor gleaming; a sign of respect for their leaving. Clapping Kirsa on the shoulder with a confident smile upon arrival, she faced both of them fully.
“I have no doubts that both of you will serve this mission to the best of your ability. Remember, you were chosen just as much as you volunteered. You have our full confidence.”
Clasping her hands behind herself, the Warden Commander threw her shoulders back. With the air of a solemn oath, she began to recite “In peace, vigilance. In war, victory. In death, sacrifice.”
With the hint of a smile, she added. “I prefer the victory myself, Wardens. May the Maker smile upon your journey.”
With a curt nod, Kirsa spoke. “Thank you Warden Commander, we will do our best and I appreciate the vote of confidence.”
“Very well. I have some things to say to Lady Facere before all of you leave..” Warden Commander Cryrl walked over to Vanasha and began a very quiet conversation.
Kirsa moved in a little closer to Magdalene after looking around quickly. “I know we haven’t had a chance to work together before. I am looking forward to it. I have a feeling this journey will be trying on many levels.”
Maggie scoffed, shooting a dark look at Vanasha. “We’re working with a snake. ‘Trying’ is not how I would put it.”
Kirsa coughed into her hand hiding a chuckle.
Vanasha made an unladylike noise in offended disgust at something Warden Commander Cyryl had said. Raising her chin, she tugged at the little donkey with an air of contempt.
“I’ll wait outside.” Vanasha declared to the air. The Warden standing in idle guard at the gate moved to open it for her. It closed with behind her and the donkey.
Warden Commander Cryrl saluted Kirsa and Magdalene and headed back to Weishaupt proper.
Watching as Commander Cryrl walked away, Kirsa spoke up again. “It may not be my business but she did mention having an… altercation with you. Is there anything you wanted to talk about while she is out of hearing range?”
“She is not treating this journey with the gravity that it warrants. I may have tried to impress that upon her in my own way.” Maggie paused. “I’m not a subtle person.”
Kirsa nodded in understanding as she responded. “I’ve had the same concerns myself. She doesn’t seem to take a whole lot very seriously. I’m not sure if it’s a mask. It’s hard to tell as I haven’t had very many dealings with mages from Tevinter. She reminds me of a few nobles I knew a lifetime ago… long before becoming a warden. I am told I take everything too seriously though. I wouldn’t be the best person to figure out anyone’s motivations.”
Maggie shook her head. “I don’t know her motivations either, but she is not here for the good of the Wardens. This mission…” She paused to look at Kirsa, narrowing her eyes as she studied the other woman’s face. “This could be the most important endeavor of our lives.”
Kirsa paused before replying softly. “I couldn’t agree more.” Raising her voice slightly, she continued. “I do believe her motivations include finding something that will make her look important and keeping herself alive. That is hopefully enough to keep her on task and useful.”
“Hmph,” Maggie grunted.
Kirsa smiled at Magdalene. “How is Warden Everett doing? I’ve heard you usually travel together. I’m sure he will miss you.”
Maggie turned back toward the fortress and gazed for a moment in the direction of the infirmary. “I know people are talking,” she said when she turned back to Kirsa, “so you may know that Lars has heard the Calling. I don’t know whether that Vint really has vital information, or whether she instead deceived us, but I won’t allow her to get in our way.”
Kirsa shook her head slowly. “I hadn’t heard that, no. I’m… very sorry. There is nothing more important to me than our mission and regardless of the mage’s motivations, I believe we all want this to be a success. Hopefully, that will be enough common ground to work with. Speaking of, are you ready to join our traveling companion? The sooner we leave, the better.”
Maggie nodded, and wordlessly led the way outside the gates to where the viper waited.
Vanasha didn’t bother turning to look at them at they come out, shoulders stiff in anger. A few moments later and a deep breath, she relented, turning halfway.
“Good morning, Warden Abendroth.” Vanasha managed.
Maggie took a few steps beyond the other two women and began to triple-check her supplies, mostly just for something to do. She had no desire to speak to the Tevinter woman.
Kirsa studied Vanasha for a moment before replying. “Good morning Lady Facere. I trust you were able to acquire everything you needed for travel...”
“Indeed I was, in no small part due to your assistance.You have an excellent sense of manners.” Vanasha looked angrily at the closed gate, then forced a long blink.
Opening her eyes, she took a few steps, tugging at the donkey. Her lips twitched at childish amusement that it took the supplies right out of Warden Gelder’s fiddling hands “Shall we then?”
In silence, they descended. The Thousand Steps were dangerous and inconvenient. Intentionally left to be so in the vein of indirect defense against would be armies descending on the fortress. At least the steps were not half buried in sand but it did take most of one’s undivided attention, especially if unfamiliar.
An hour later, they finally arrived at the bottom. A solid black female Imperial Warmblood stood next to two Anderfel’s Coarsers. All three held with rope by stable hands ordered to wait for their arrival. A fourth stable hand went to unload the donkey and start loading the horses instead. Maggie hauled her own bag onto a mare and fussed with its straps before pulling herself up.
As soon as her horse is settled with her things, Vanasha took the hand of the stable boy and leapt into the saddle with practiced grace. She rubbed her horse’s neck affectionately as the stable boy detached the lead rope and departed. More awake and upon her horse, Vanasha’s mood was brighter.
Once settled onto her horse, Kirsa turned to face Vanasha. “Do you have a tentative plan for our trip to Tevinter? I assume you will have arrangements for our arrival in Minrathous.”
“Oh, my dear Kirsa, I can give you better than tentative!” Vanasha replied, teeth flashing in a smile. “I’ve arranged a stay tonight in Val Dorma after our long days ride. Tomorrow night we’ll have pretty time of roughing it along the Imperial Highway. And in Minrathous?” She sighed happily. “Home.”
[tagging Space Cowboy for his intro post]