RP: Surana

[varricmod]

Varric had parked himself in his usual spot in the great hall waiting to see if the kid would show up. No luck there, but he was scrambling a little at the thought of coming face-to-face with the Hero of Ferelden.

It was funny, he mused as he propped Bianca against the wall and waited, eyes scanning the hall restlessly. He could be the best of friends with a Champion--and fucking hero until the end; he would force the world to sing songs about Hawke even if he had to write the bloody sagas himself--and close with an Inquisitor and Herald of Andraste, but he was still nervous meeting someone like Surana.

Funny. Definitely funny.

Kind of pathetic, too, if he let it tie his tongue any. Not that he was planning on that.

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[varricmod]

Again, he had not-too-distant memories of how badly that had gone before, but Varric went ahead and swallowed that back. Now definitely wasn't the time. "Sounds good. Do you need help carrying anything up?" he added, holding the kitchen door open for her with his hip, his own arms full.

[heromiyuu]

"No, thank you, I'm good."

She left, heading back to the great hall.

"Just for you to know, I'm not like Clarel. I know you have no reason to believe my methods are different from hers, but they are. No blood magic, no suspiciously nice magisters offering their help. Just me, my research and elven magic. I'd hate it if this made you wary of me."

[varricmod]

"I'm wary of everyone and everything until it's part of my family," he admitted. "It's not personal."

[heromiyuu]

"Fair enough. At least now this is clear." Neria smiled.

Past the great hall, through the garden and back to the Eluvian room, full of glass shards, she led out another sigh; so many pieces to put back in place.

"Okay, easy said than done. We should raise the frame first, so we have room to move."

[varricmod]

"Said the elf to the dwarf," he said dryly, setting aside the provisions he'd gathered and propping Bianca against the wall.

[heromiyuu]

"I know, right?"

She placed the basked on the floor.

"Do you have a problem with bears?"

[varricmod]

"...do you have a bear on you?"

[heromiyuu]

Neria frowns, gesturing with her finger as asking for a minute.

"Let me see." she opens a pocket "Nothing here." then another, trying to keep a straigh face "Nothing here too." she finally laughs "To say I have a bear on me isn't that inaccurate but... sounds odd. No, i'm a shapeshifter."

That said, she concentrated and a bright, purple light involved her entirely, her small frame glowing and changing into the familiar shape of a bear; 8ft tall and 800lbs of muscles and fur. With heavy steps, she approached the mirror, raising one of the edges and standing on her rear legs to push it back to the wall.

[varricmod]

"Andraste's teat," Varric said with a surprised, rasping laugh. "Cassandra wouldn't like you very much at all."

[heromiyuu]

She roared and frowned, as if forgetting she couldn't talk on that form. When the frame was finally steady on the wall, she turned back to her elven self.

"Well, that was refreshing." she rolled her shoulders "And what does this Cassandra have against bears? They're fluffy, and huge, and so huggable. Well, of course, they do it with their fangs... and claws. But still..."

[varricmod]

"You'll have to ask her if she shows up here," Varric said dryly. "But I promise you, she was never in a rush to hug one before. Nice trick, though."

[heromiyuu]

"It had to be something nice about being a mage. Now, to the shards. try to not cut yourself, we don't know what can happen."