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Ysmir (dovahkiin_) wrote in crownplazaic,
@ 2020-12-18 16:34:00

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hawke, ysmir

When Ysmir first arrived at the hotel, he had most of his gear on him; his bow, a quiver of arrows, his sword and dagger, and some other bits and bobs scattered in his pack. He'd done some exploring around since then and was fascinated by all of the strange things he'd seen. The bowling alley had confused him more than anything. His interest took him outside to nature, where he felt more comfortable.

Now he was parked at the archery range. It wasn't exciting as going on a hunt for live game, so he found himself bored of it after a few minutes. Not being able to travel as he pleased was making him stir-crazy so he was scrambling to find things to do. He'd started working for Hook at the docks, helping him catch fish. If there were a forge here, he could at least practice his craft. There were people here that would be served well by him if he had the chance. He was sitting on a stump, gnawing on some jerky he'd purchased from the mall that popped up. When he heard somebody coming, he craned his head to see who it was. He'd donned his Guildmaster armor for this day, choosing more casual clothing when he was in the hotel or exploring the mall. Seeing his new company, he lifted his hand high to salute them.

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there_was_this
2020-12-19 01:20 am UTC (link)

To all outward appearances, Hawke was taking the time to enjoy the air herself. She, too, was used to being out and about more. Mostly solving problems that may, or may not, be actually anything she needed dealing with. Her true motivation was to learn the place, find the easy ways in and out of the hotel and get a solid feel for defensible places. Just in case.

She was also keeping an eye open for any ways out, or at least possibilities she could give to Anders and they could then scope out at later dates.

The place was odd. Considering the grounds it really shouldn't lead to the big market everyone called a mall, but it did. She suspected if she tried making sense of it, she'd just go loopy so she didn't try. But at least it held a good assortment of things. She wasn't fond of that graveyard, she was holding an internal bet when things eventually came out of it, but everything else wasn't awful.

She spotted the person as she neared the archery range, and returned the gesture. She only had the borrowed clothes she'd found in the room they'd been given, and hoped she'd not run into anything that required her armor. She flashed him her best and most friendly smile as she neared. "Hello. Nice night for an evening, isn't it?" She'd never Aveline forget that one, even if she wasn't here, and it was just jovial, and odd, enough to hopefully put her company at ease.

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