[oh, but it did ring a bell. one too many, if anything, and fenris glowered and scoffed at nothing in particular, reminiscing darker memories.] A city of debauchery and nothing more. As noble as their cause may be, it is but a poor illusion. They will meet their end in chaos.
[and he certainly did not want to be there to witness their fall. he didn't belong in this world. he didn't think he belonged anywhere, but living in kirkwall had surprisingly begun to... feel, for lack of a better word, and he wasn't sure he could go through this all over again. hadriana was dead, but danarius wasn't, and he couldn't let go, not yet, not after he'd learned what he'd learned and...
he groaned, briefly closing his eyes to help chasing the thoughts away. if he wasn't careful, he'd make the same mistakes repeatedly. hawke was here, and if he attracted trouble, the other way around was also true. even in a city of sheer immorality. so he sighed, turning around in an attempt to avoid associating the odd images in his head with his friend - he really didn't need the encouragement - and he saw the walls surrounding the city, wondering just how difficult it would be to escape.] On the other hand, walls have been known to crumble. [and they certainly weren't impossible to climb. he turned to face hawke again, drumming the tips of his gauntlets upon his chin.] Have you seen the others? [he briefly eyed his staff again, a hint of doubt in his gaze.] What of your magic?
at least the champion of fenris... though i'm afraid it's not nearly as fancy
[and he certainly did not want to be there to witness their fall. he didn't belong in this world. he didn't think he belonged anywhere, but living in kirkwall had surprisingly begun to... feel, for lack of a better word, and he wasn't sure he could go through this all over again. hadriana was dead, but danarius wasn't, and he couldn't let go, not yet, not after he'd learned what he'd learned and...
he groaned, briefly closing his eyes to help chasing the thoughts away. if he wasn't careful, he'd make the same mistakes repeatedly. hawke was here, and if he attracted trouble, the other way around was also true. even in a city of sheer immorality. so he sighed, turning around in an attempt to avoid associating the odd images in his head with his friend - he really didn't need the encouragement - and he saw the walls surrounding the city, wondering just how difficult it would be to escape.] On the other hand, walls have been known to crumble. [and they certainly weren't impossible to climb. he turned to face hawke again, drumming the tips of his gauntlets upon his chin.] Have you seen the others? [he briefly eyed his staff again, a hint of doubt in his gaze.] What of your magic?