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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [open]  Bloodfeather || Vulgaris, Leliana, Any ||
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    If you want to find someone who refuses to be found… if you want to find someone who has the power and steel will to stay hidden… you don’t rely on your own abilities if they fall short of the one you’re looking for. Even gifted the sharpest of noses and the most adept of vision, (short of the dragons) with all the unfailing strength and youth of an immortal, self-healing body, Wolfbane knew he could search for a thousand years and still come up empty-handed. Eyas could be standing directly in front of him and Wolfbane might not know it. She could disguise herself in his eyes, or disappear from thin air altogether.

    He would never find her, not without help.

    But the help he’d normally seek is beyond reach these days. Heartfire and Lepis were feuding over the north and that discord would seep like tar into every other aspect surrounding Taiga and Nerine. It hung over Bane’s head in the shape of a thunderous cloud, brimming and threatening to burst at any moment.

    No… it seemed too unlikely that Heartfire could find Eyas either. The late descendant of his grandmere had the same gift Heartfire loved keeping nearly a secret, and Wolfbane had no idea if such a thing were even possible. Maybe Heartfire’s power could overrule Eyas’, or maybe the two would injure one another, trying to see through double vision. They could tear a hole in reality or something else weird and unexpected.
    No… going to Heartfire was much too risky and much too soon.

    He knew of one other that might be swayed, and asking Leliana (shit even traveling West might’ve already roused suspicion) would trigger whispers and inquiries, but Bane could only hope and pray that some measure of his connection to Vulgaris might be enough to persuade the strange magician into humoring him with an audience. Or it could get him wiped from existence altogether.

    Apparently this is a risk he’s willing to take, since he’s nearing the border of Tephra after having flown a few days southeast. He flapped the wide expanse of his wings and circled briefly, feeling nervous for the first time in months over what he’d planned to do, and then Bane tucked both forelegs underneath his girth and swooped from the clouds to descend on the outer edges of the jungle-like Kingdom. Anyone nearby would’ve seen it - he’s not disguised or trying to be quiet.

    He landed with a thudding halt, trotting on fresh legs to work blood through his stiff joints, and swiveled to face the onslaught of tangled forest with deep, heavy breaths. “I come in peace.” He called out, ears forward. “I’m Wolfbane and I’m looking for Leliana?”


    @[leliana] @[vulgaris] just a plot building thread and totally open
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    Bloodfeather || Vulgaris, Leliana, Any || - by Wolfbane - 10-10-2019, 02:24 PM



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