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If ever I happen to disappear, it's my own issues at play.

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Back onliiiiiiine.
ALIVE ONCE MORE

But... the format...,
I am tremendously relieved there are no hard feelings. Good luck with school, E.
I'm still all sorts of curious about that bit, myself.
I'm definitely good with a time skip. I'd say wherever we skip to has to be somewhere more than one interesting thing happens, since otherwise, we'd wanna skip out of there before too long, as well.

I would suggest that carrying around vials of blood isn't a thing, but I remember phylacteries, so there's presumably magic which keeps removed blood alive and resemblant of its source.
Scout nodded, ever so slightly, when the Qunari refused their order. Half of the dwarf's profession revolved around observing potential enemies, so he was quite used to assessing people and beasts, and always felt immense satisfaction to have judged correctly. Still, for a moment, he'd thought Maas might actually Join.

Scout turned to Levine when he was addressed, and watched the pendant's surface swirl and morph. The ex-Legionnaire did not much care for magic, having no fond memories of it, but he'd never met anyone who did not want arcane assistance on their side, including himself.

"Thank you, Commander," he said, simply, taking the chain. After a moment spent observing the swirl of dark ichor in the pendant, Scout pulled the symbol over his head, finding his shaved head and short beard particularly advantageous in this.

"How do Imperials handle their dead?" he finally asked, turning to the young half-human mage, now more motionless than her unconscious counterpart. While not so pious as some other dwarves, attending to the dead in proper fashion was important to Scout, and, if only for a moment, this girl had been a Warden; an ally.
It's done then. Shame; party's shrunk 20%. Story get's to progress though, which is nice.
Scout watched as both recruits attempted their Joining. When the Tal-Vashoth succeeded, he had only the slightest nugget of temptation to smirk in satisfaction. This was easily brushed aside, as he knew what might well have followed. As a result, his mood did not fall unnecessarily when the supposedly half-elf mage began to choke. He'd seen this before, more than once, in the Deep Roads. Even the Dead were susceptible to the Taint. The memories did not improve the experience, aside from the reduction in surprise, but Scout was as Stone.

When his Commander -- officially so now, no less -- spoke to the Qunari... or whatever the horned created was termed, Scout's eyes moved in that direction. Throughout his still-brief life, the dwarf had met criminals, guards, soldiers, and mercenaries of all stripes of dwarven society. He had recognized Maas and his blade for what they were the first time they'd met the Warden party. Still he remained silent, speech not his place at this juncture. Watching, however, was quite within his jurisdiction.
Aaaah; sorry, sorry. I didn't realize you were making such a close recreation of canon events. Welp, I'll get back to lurking and internally debating the creation of my first Interest Check.
That would cut down on the mage population somewhat. And bear in mind that it typically takes Wardens a while to pick up allies or recruits on their travels.
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