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[hlif]

There's a board outside Asher's tent by Boneflayer Camp City with daggers in it so you can tack a note onto it.  Or feel free to grab him in person or via the sending crystal.

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[hlif]

Amalia can get that way just with fire. She's set so many things on fire. [Let him stare into the distance for the property damage Asher has never paid for when she's lost her temper as the rest of them have stared because what can you say or do when she's laughing, having a great time, and Nasir is looking at her like he's never been more in love?] But like you say, she's always had my back in a fight.

[And healed him. Violently. Grudgingly. Asher why the fuck do you bleed so much Asher have I mentioned I hate Reavers Asher you're such a shit Asher please don't do this to me Asher Asher Asher wake up come on come on--]

Maybe they understand you though, if they're the way you say they are. Maybe they don't bring peace to everyone, it's not like you could ask them and some folk'll say whatever they think they're meant to say or that you want them to say but if the stories I've heard about them are true? Maybe there's something there and it never needed to be said.

[Ah yes, the Asher zone where sometimes he gets deep, welcome to that Ellana.]

[serannas]

[ Asher, don't get deep. You're scaring her.


Not really, but it is unusual. ]

You really think? Sometimes they look me in the eye, and it's like they know what I'm feeling. Maybe they do knowingly help me through my troubles. I would like that.

[hlif]

[A man is dying.

A man has time to get deep when he realises he's not getting better.]

Halla have been around magic for a long time, same as the mabari since the Tevinters were involved in breeding them before they said fuck you and defected to us barbarians, and they were with your people through all your struggles. Maybe that means something, or maybe it only matters what you think here. [Leaning forward, he presses a finger to her forehead and then her heart, reclining back easily with his usual grin as Bronson lumbers over to headbutt him and lick his face.]

[serannas]

[ Ellana beams and bites her lip to keep her face from hurting with how bright her smile is. ]

Do you know the tale of Ghilan'nain, the mother of the halla?

[hlif]

No, only know her name, same as the rest of the Creators.

[Ellana that is adorable, somewhere he has a cavity forming.]

[serannas]

Ghilan'nain was once one of the People, and especially loved by Andruil. One day, she came across a hunter who had killed a sacred animal of Andruil's, so she asked the gods to curse him. They did, and he found he could no longer kill. Since he was a hunter, he couldn't do his work, so he sought out Ghilan'nain for revenged. He blinded her and left her for dead since he couldn't kill her, and she prayed to the gods for help. Andruil changed her into the first halla, so you see, the halla are our brothers and sisters.

[hlif]

[Asher listens as quietly as he did when he was a boy learning the stories of his gods from his grandfather, not quite smiling but it's close. This has always made more sense than anything about the Maker. Gods that were real. That did things. That were bloodied and moved and touched the world. Andraste might have lived and died but that was different again to what Ellana's telling him now.]

Thank you, for sharing that. I've only ever passed clans on the road and I tend to let them have a wide berth just so nothing ever happens that doesn't need to happen. [Melisende's history is her own, same as Liadan's. Asher doesn't pry.] Plenty of things I know better than to believe books about.

[serannas]

It's a wonderful tale, but sad too. And it's sad that our gods can no longer help us that way. We still pray to them, invoke their names, and I hope they can hear us from where they are, but they're trapped; locked away from us, and they can't answer our calls.

[hlif]

Trust me, it's not always so good when they're watching all the time. The Maker does a lot of shunning but my gods are there, so when I dragged my feet on something a few months back about training another warrior, one of mine saw fit to punish me for that. They can't answer but there's other stuff they can't do too.

[serannas]

Oh, no! What did they do to you?

[hlif]

Let me get burned by an abomination we ended up fighting on a job, one of the worst injuries I've ever had on a job. Probably because I agreed to train someone up as a Reaver but left Skyhold before I got around to taking him through the final stage of it. Suffer a wound, you realise you've sleighted Haakon, I knew what I had to make amends for as soon as I was up and walking about. [One shoulder rises and falls in a shrug; he's made it right, the gods should be appeased.] They live in all things.

[serannas]

Do you mean that ordinarily, the gods would protect you from flames?

[ She's not exactly sure how that works. ]

[hlif]

Not from flames, but serious harm in battle? Absolutely. Same as how when I go out hunting I never come back empty-handed because I know to make the proper offerings. I've picked up a lot of wounds but that's the closest I've ever come to dying.

[Especially when he'd been up in the Frostbacks, he should've known better.]

[serannas]

It sounds amazing to have gods that can answer you.

[ She sounds a little in awe. ]

Though I still wish you hadn't been hurt.