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Climbing the stairs had been more tiresome than Leliana thought, at first. The elven woman wasn't particulary heavy, but the Spymaster felt sore on parts of her body she didn't even knew existed. She put her gently on the ground before peeking the Ambassador's Office and the Great Hall, after hostiles. Since nothing seemed off, she took the elf again and moved to the Great Hall, planning to place her in some guest room before seeking for a healer. She wasn't bleeding, but it wouldn't take much for the injury to open again.

Date: 2015-08-30 03:18 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] evelea_fadewalk
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Evelea shook her head at Alistair's thanks. "It's no trouble. If you need anything else, of course let me know."

She gave Neria a gentle pat on the shoulder, and then looked toward Leliana, frowning faintly at the sword. She gave a slight shiver and stepped toward the door, moving to put more space between herself and the sword and stepped into the hallway to return to her room.

(OOC: Okay! Healer out!)

Date: 2015-08-30 03:31 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] wardenalistair
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Alistair nodded at Evelea as she slipped out and then turned to Leliana.

"Of course," he answered. "You've done plenty, Leliana. I'm-" he bit his lip. "Thank you. I don't like to think about what state she might have been in if you hadn't found her when you did. Let me know if you hear anything more about Meredith, please? I wouldn't like to leave Neria alone, but..."

He left the inevitable 'there are exceptions, of course' statement off and shrugged instead.

Date: 2015-08-30 03:36 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] heromiyuu
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(ooc: Oh, so I guess I should start something for Neria and Alistair then \o\)

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