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isabelaisacaptain:

“Because people are stupid,” Isabela said simply.  ”People are stupid, and they will find things, and they won’t know what they are, so they’ll hold onto them.  And instead of selling them, which they should, they will keep them and try to sell them for dirt cheap, because they don’t think they’re worth anything more than that.  Because they’re stupid.  An intelligent thief would know how to find a buyer.  But if an intelligent thief had stumbled onto your artifact, you would likely already have it back, as he may have found you, and you’d have already killed him and reclaimed it.”

The thieves that Isabela had met since she’d been in Kirkwall were far from the caliber of thieves that she’d gotten used to dealing with in Rivain or Antiva.  She once stumbled onto a man in Darktown who sold her a sovereign from the Exalted age for a mere twenty silver.  The coin itself was worth over three hundred times what she paid to the man.  She drank well that night.

"You-" She paused for a moment. "make an interesting point." She had to admit, this woman wasn’t the average run of the mill whatever she was like the commoners  she had run into in Kirkwall. "Then perhaps you can aid me on my search, I do not like having to rely on others for help, but I’m afraid I may have to, as my time here is limited."

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Looks like I’m back in the groove, come at me <3

vigilancevictorysacrifice:

unnecessarypity:

“If by bother me you mean interrupt my important search, then you did bother me. If you meant it any other way, then I do not know.” She gave off a faint sigh. “Perhaps I can spare a minute, or two. You needn’t “check up” on me, however. I am perfectly capable of handling myself.”

“I am certain you are, Morrigan.” She crossed her arms. “How goes your search?”

"I am uncertain as to the tone you are speaking to me in," Morrigan did not take lightly her duty. And if word ever got out as to what she was seeking, she would be in a real pickle. "It goes cold. The trail I have found has lead me nowhere, so I am stuck. What is your business here?"

Leads.

A hastily scribbled entree in a small brown book reads;

"So far, I have found no true leads to get me to my book. If I do not find it soon, I fear the worst. I am most concerned for this because should some idiot decide to read the book, and release some of it’s magical properties, I shall be to blame. I and no others. And, if it is true from the rumours I have heard about Flemeth still being alive, I have a bone to pick with the Warden lest I see them again."

Morrigan slapped the book shut and tucked it in a pouch, sealing the pouch and adorning her cloak. Keeping thieves away from that would be difficult for the book was adorned in golden leaf, if this Kirkwall is as full of them as she would believe.

vigilancevictorysacrifice:

unnecessarypity:

“I could hardly speak the same words, and mean them to be true. But, it has been a while. Tis a shame, one should suppose, but one is not me. What do you wish of me?”

“I…don’t wish anything. I was merely checking up on an old companion. I did not mean to bother you.”

"If by bother me you mean interrupt my important search, then you did bother me. If you meant it any other way, then I do not know." She gave off a faint sigh. "Perhaps I can spare a minute, or two. You needn’t "check up" on me, however. I am perfectly capable of handling myself."

aroyalbastard:

unnecessarypity:

“Unless the hug is a death sentence you wish, then no. I would suggest you keep your distance. I promised the Warden I wouldn’t kill you, but she isn’t here right now. And you are on a very thin thread with me as is.” She now adjusted her hood and looked up from beneath it. “What do you want, Alistair? Speak quickly, I have little patience for you.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, witch. I didn’t seek you out intentionally. This was a chance meeting. The Maker must have a sense of humor.”

"Oh, is that the wannabe-Templar speaking? or is that the old grouchy Alistair speaking? I can never tell them apart. They’re too close together." She feigned a wistful motion. "Perish the thought, Alistair be anything but a wannabe-templar." Morrigan finally settled herself on her staff. "I am not so foolish as to believe that your Maker brought us upon the same path. I needn’t place my high hopes in a figure destined to allow his so called creations let down. I thought you were smarter then that, Alistair. I guess I was just so wrong." Her voice was completely coated in sarcasm.

vigilancevictorysacrifice:

unnecessarypity started following you

Morrigan. It’s good to see you well.

"I could hardly speak the same words, and mean them to be true. But, it has been a while. Tis a shame, one should suppose, but one is not me. What do you wish of me?"

unnecessarypity started following you

antivan-swag:

“Well! That is not a lovely face I was expecting to see again.” He chuckles, rubbing under his chin in the way he does when he’s intrigued. “What can I do for the exquisite and dangerous Morrigan, mmm?”

"You can keep your distance, and mind your manners; lest I tear them from you limb by limb, elf. I have no qualm with you, yet, but should you attempt anything of a ….funny nature, I shall be moved to act with force. Now, speak quickly, for you waste my time.”

aroyalbastard:

unnecessarypity:

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“Of course you would happen to be in the way, what do you want, Alistair? Haven’t you burdened me enough with things to be concerned about?” Morrigan crossed arms twixt her chest and pursed her lips. Less than delighted to see the man before her. What ever could he want now.

Alistair could barely contain his grimace and his words were laced with sarcasm. “What? No hug?”

"Unless the hug is a death sentence you wish, then no. I would suggest you keep your distance. I promised the Warden I wouldn’t kill you, but she isn’t here right now. And you are on a very thin thread with me as is." She now adjusted her hood and looked up from beneath it. "What do you want, Alistair? Speak quickly, I have little patience for you."

aroyalbastard started following you

"Of course you would happen to be in the way, what do you want, Alistair? Haven’t you burdened me enough with things to be concerned about?" Morrigan crossed arms twixt her chest and pursed her lips. Less than delighted to see the man before her. What ever could he want now.